That night, Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai went to the cowshed under cover of darkness, intending to tell Shang Jingshu the date.

When they arrived at the cowshed, they found the gate open and heard Shang Jingshu and Liu Huaying anxiously calling for Shi Jiashu.

At this moment, Shi Jiashu's face was flushed, clearly indicating that he had a high fever and was unconscious.

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai exchanged a glance and quickly went inside. Zhuang Zhimeng asked, "Grandpa Shang, what's wrong?"

Shang Jingshu turned around and saw Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai, so he told them about Shi Jiashu's injury.

"Didn't it rain this afternoon? Lao Shi didn't pay attention and stepped into a mud puddle when he went to work, and he hurt his leg. When he came back in the evening, Lao Liu and I treated it and thought it was fine, but I didn't expect him to still have a high fever!"

Zhuang Zhimeng looked at the wound on Shi Jiashu's leg; it had become infected.

Zhuang Zhimeng suggested, "Grandpa Shang, I see that Uncle Shi's leg wound has become infected. Qingbai and I will go to the clinic and find Uncle Tiezhu to take a look at Uncle Shi!"

Shang Jingshu had no other good options at the moment, so he could only do as Zhimeng suggested and agreed.

"Alright, Zhimeng, go and fetch the barefoot doctor. Be careful not to let anyone see you contacting us!"

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai both agreed and turned to leave the cowshed.

Liu Huaying heard everything and was very grateful, but she didn't have time to thank Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai. She kept wiping Shi Jiashu's sweat, trying to bring down his fever.

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai ran to the clinic, just in time to find that An Tiezhu was still awake.

An Qingbai stepped forward and gently knocked on the clinic door.

Hearing the knock, An Tiezhu put on his clothes and opened the door. He was surprised to see Zhuang Zhiqing and An Laosan. He asked them, "What brings you here so late?"

An Qingbai replied to him, "Uncle Tiezhu, come with us to the cowshed, someone has a fever and has fainted!"

An Tiezhu shook his head at the mention of going to the cowshed, looking resistant.

"The cowshed? I'm not going there. People who live in cowsheds are all sent down to the countryside; they're definitely not good people!"

Zhuang Zhimeng could understand An Tiezhu's state, but she still tried to persuade him.

"Uncle Tiezhu, please don't just stand by and watch someone die! If something happens to the people who have been sent down to the countryside in our brigade, our brigade will definitely be criticized! We'll also get a reputation for not caring about other people's lives! Don't you think I'm right?"

An Tiezhu's resolve softened; he realized Zhuang Zhiqing was right and nodded slightly.

When Zhuang Zhimeng saw him nod, she gave An Qingbai a wink. An Qingbai understood and immediately grabbed An Tiezhu's arm, trying to pull him out.

"Let's go, Uncle Tiezhu, come with us to take a look!"

An Tiezhu then came to his senses and patted An Qingbai's hand.

"Wait, let me grab the first-aid kit! What's the rush? It's just a fever, it won't kill you anytime soon!"

An Qingbai let go of him when he heard him ask for the medicine box. Then Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai stared at him. An Tiezhu stopped dawdling, picked up the medicine box, and went to the cowshed with them.

When they arrived at the cowshed, Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai did not go in, but stayed outside.

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai found a corner to hide in and talked quietly.

"Brother Qingbai, what kind of fever reducer does the barefoot doctor in the village usually prescribe?"

"It's usually a white pill, it should be Analgin!"

"I've heard that Analgin has side effects. Is it appropriate to give it to Uncle Shi now?"

"So, Zhizhi means you have fever reducers with fewer side effects?"

Zhuang Zhimeng nodded when she saw that he had guessed it, and then asked him, "Brother Qingbai, do you think we should give it to Uncle Shi?"

An Qingbai understood immediately; Zhizhi indeed had a secret. He thought for a moment before asking, "Is it convenient for you to take this medicine out? Will it have any effect on you?"

Zhuang Zhimeng shook her head, "It has no impact whatsoever, it's very convenient to take!"

"Then let's give it to Uncle Shi and tell them it was left over from my family and that it's even more effective!"

"Okay! We'll do as Brother Qingbai says!"

Zhuang Zhimeng took a packet of fever reducer from the warehouse and put it in her pocket. She had won the fever reducer from the future in a lottery, and she packed it into individual packets wrapped in paper.

She took the fever reducer out of her pocket.

"Brother Qingbai, here you go!"

An Qingbai took the fever reducer and put it in his pocket.

An Tiezhu looked at Shi Jiashu's wound and asked Liu Huaying, "Did you treat his wound yourselves?"

Liu Huaying nodded and explained the details to An Tiezhu.

"When Jia Shu stepped into a ditch and got injured, he didn't tell me. I didn't know, and he didn't care at the time. Later, he got caught in the rain, and when Lao Shang and I came back from work, we saw that his leg was injured and treated his wound!"

An Tiezhu carefully unwrapped the bandages from Shi Jiashu's wound, treated the inflamed area briefly, and then turned to tell Liu Huaying and Shang Jingshu.

"His fever is clearly due to an infected wound. He got caught in the rain, and your treatment was inadequate, which is why it's gotten so serious!"

Liu Huaying hurriedly asked An Tiezhu, "Village Doctor An, what should we do now? He's had a high fever all night!"

"Luckily I arrived in time, otherwise his injury would have only gotten worse!"

An Tiezhu opened his medicine box, took out a handful of herbs, put them into a mortar and pestle and quickly mashed them. He then applied the herbs to Shi Jiashu's entire wound and bandaged it up simply.

He then took out a few antipyretics from the medicine box and handed them to Liu Huaying.

"Give him this fever reducer. If his fever goes down by tomorrow morning, he doesn't need to take it anymore. If he still has a fever, give him one more tablet a few times, up to three times a day! Give the fever reducer after meals."

Liu Huaying took the pills and thanked An Tiezhu, "Thank you so much, Dr. An, I'll remember it!"

An Tiezhu, who was packing his medicine box, shook his head when he heard Liu Huaying's words.

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