Chapter 633 Only the elderly, women, and children survived.

With the fire, the light in the cave became bright.

A fire started burning around Zhao Dashan, and soon after, others came over to borrow fire, and many more bonfires were lit.

Cheng Wanwan sat on the ground, looking carefully at the wound on the back of Zhao Dashan's head in the light of the fire. After the cloth was torn off, a shocking wound was exposed, with a large piece of flesh turned outward. It was unknown whether it was infected.

Such a wound would need to be stitched up in modern times, but she didn't know how; in fact, she wasn't very good at even basic needlework.

She turned around and spoke slowly, "Which sister-in-law is better at sewing? Can she come over?"

Madam Huang immediately got up and came over: "My lady, I can sew and embroider. My needlework is not the best, but it ranks among the best in Huaihua Village."

"Then come and help me." Cheng Wanwan took out a bottle of disinfectant from her side, changed it into a bamboo tube, and handed it to Huang Niangzi. "First, clean the blood and other things on the back of his head."

Her hands were shaking and she was a little uneasy. She was afraid that she would make a mistake in the chaos, so she had to let someone else do it.

After Huang Niangzi learned that her husband was not dead, she became much calmer. She took the bamboo tube, picked up a piece of clean cotton cloth that she got from somewhere, and carefully cleaned Zhao Dashan's wound. During the process, Zhao Dashan had no consciousness.

After a while, the wound became clean, and Cheng Wanwan saw the skull inside the flesh and blood. Her heart trembled.

Mrs. Huang's face turned pale: "My Lady, let me help Mr. Zhao bandage his wound..."

Cheng Wanwan shook her head and took out a surgical needle and thread and handed it to Huang Niangzi: "Sew up this wound."

"W-what..." Mrs. Huang thought she had misheard, "Stitch the wound? What do you mean? My dear, I don't understand..."

Cheng Wanwan clenched her fists.

She didn't know how to do it specifically, but she couldn't just leave it alone, so she just... tried her best to save the situation.

She said softly, "Just think of this as a torn piece of cloth that needs to be sewn up. Don't waste time, let's get started."

"I...I..."

Huang Niangzi didn't dare to answer at all.

Cheng Wanwan closed her eyes: "This is an order, I will bear all the consequences."

Huang Wei came over and held his wife's hand: "Just listen to Sui Gongren."

Madam Huang had no choice but to pick up the needle and thread with trembling hands. Her husband watched her silently, and she finally mustered up some courage and gradually calmed down.

The needle and thread were already threaded, and she only needed to operate. She told herself over and over again that this was a piece of cloth, and she just had to sew it...

She began to work, and once she sank in, she forgot her previous panic. With her head lowered, she meticulously stitched each stitch, and in a short while, she had closed the huge wound on the back of Zhao Dashan's head...

Thank you.

Cheng Wanwan spoke softly, then took out clean gauze and carefully bandaged Zhao Dashan's wound.

Then, she used her body to block everyone's view and fed Zhao Dashan some medicine that he had to take after the stitching surgery.

Finally, treat the injuries to the right arm and right leg...

After doing all this, she felt as if all her strength had been drained, and she sat down on the ground, completely exhausted.

Everyone in the cave looked at her, and no one dared to speak.

Lord Zhao had an accident in their village. This was Lady Sui's biological son. They were afraid...

After resting for a while, Cheng Wanwan finally had the energy to focus on the affairs of Huaihua Village. She spoke slowly, "Weren't there more than two hundred people who went up the mountain together? How come only you are left?"

There were only seven or eight middle-aged men present; the rest were all elderly people, women, and children.

Upon hearing her question, many people began to cry quietly.

A man from Huaihua Village came out and, in a hoarse voice, recounted what had happened.

More than 200 of them followed Zhao Dashan up the mountain, choosing a less turbulent riverbed to sail upstream. As soon as their makeshift boats entered the riverbed, they were overturned by the current, sweeping several children away on the spot. Finally, with no other options left, the men in the village linked hands and formed a fragile human wall. They stood in the water, trying to block the current and protect the elderly, women, and children who escaped first.

The only men who survived were the four who led the way and the other four who brought up the rear. Huang Niangzi's husband was among them, which is why he survived.

Cheng Wanwan had a thousand words in her heart, but when she opened her lips, she didn't know what to say.

Having seen so many people fighting for their own interests, I always feel reluctant to believe that there are people who are willing to sacrifice their lives to save others. But this incident really happened. Otherwise, how could so many elderly, weak, women and children safely cross the turbulent river?

The village head asked anxiously, "Now that Lady Sui is here, the imperial court will surely come too. Will we be saved?"

Cheng Wanwan nodded: "Of course there will be a solution, but it's raining heavily outside right now, and the people from the imperial court won't be able to find this place for a while. Everyone should rest well and conserve their energy."

Over a hundred villagers in Huaihua Village breathed a sigh of relief. They had been hiding here for two days, watching the water gradually rise, watching the entire county being submerged. They were truly afraid... afraid of being forgotten, afraid of being abandoned, afraid of dying in this cave...

But because of Sui Gongren's words, they believed that the imperial court would definitely come.

"Lady Sui, here are some wild fruits." An old woman came over tremblingly, holding four or five dates in her hand. "All the animals on the mountain have run away, and these wild fruits are the only ones left. Please don't despise them, Lady Sui."

This old woman was the one Zhao Dashan saved at the risk of his life. Her husband's surname was Yang, and everyone in the village called her Yang Sanpo.

Grandma Yang San kept sitting in the corner crying, feeling extremely guilty that she had caused Zhao Dashan to remain unconscious until now. Her eyes were swollen from crying.

Cheng Wanwan thought that if she didn't take the wild fruit, Grandma Yang would probably hide and continue crying.

She had no choice but to take the wild fruit and smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Yang Sanpo's expression became more relaxed, as if she had accomplished something sacred.

Cheng Wanwan took the wild fruit and took a light bite. It was very sour and not very tasty, but she heard the sound of people around her swallowing.

She looked up and saw many children staring at her, no, staring at the fruit in her hand with envy.

The women quickly pulled their greedy children away, not wanting them to embarrass themselves here.

Cheng Wanwan asked, "Can't you find anything to eat nearby?"

The village head sighed: "There is only one wild fruit tree around here. We picked all of them on the first day we escaped to the mountain. Each of us got more than twenty. Fortunately, Granny Yang left four or five. Lady Sui, hurry up and eat them. Although they are a bit sour, at least they can fill your stomach."

Cheng Wanwan nodded to show that she understood.

She glanced outside the cave. It was already completely dark. There were many invisible dangers in the forest at night. It was obviously not possible to go out to "find food" at this time. She could only wait until tomorrow.

She wasn't actually that hungry. She handed the remaining three wild fruits to the three children closest to her and said, "I'm not hungry. You can eat them."

The children's mother immediately spoke up: "Sui Gongren, they've already eaten, they're not hungry at all..."

As she spoke, she hurriedly dragged her own child away, giving Cheng Wanwan no chance whatsoever.

Their lives are worthless; it doesn't matter if they die. But Sui Gongren absolutely cannot die; she must live and wait for the imperial court's rescue...