Chapter 2 Will I be able to eat my fill if I marry him?

The town's health center was small, consisting of a few single-story buildings, two doctors, and four nurses.

The nurse who applied the medicine to Molly was a round-faced woman. She first cleaned and disinfected Molly's wound, and then applied the medicine. "It's too hot in the weather, so I won't wrap it with gauze. Sit here and don't move. Get up after the medicine dries."

Molly thanked her, then glanced around but didn't see Mo Honghong or Mo Er who had come with them.

Where are my uncle and sister?

"Your sister's belly is too big, so she went to see the doctor in another examination room."

Can it be cured?

In the post-apocalyptic world, there were no hospitals, and injuries were left to be endured. Molly was completely unfamiliar with hospitals. The original owner of this body was an outsider in her family, and when she was sick, she would take some folk remedies and boil some herbs, and had never been to a hospital.

"It can be treated, but her health is too poor. To fully recover, she can only be slowly cared for."

"Thanks."

Turns out, you don't have to go to a cave to wait for death.

Molly developed a certain admiration for the doctors and nurses.

"doctor!"

"doctor!"

"Come quickly and see my brother, he's passed out."

A man in plain clothes rushed into the clinic carrying someone in his arms.

"Oh dear, it's already red-hot."

The nurse helped the man put him on the hospital bed and gave him a thermometer, saying, "Take his temperature first, I'll go call the doctor."

"My brother's high fever is probably caused by an infected and inflamed wound," the man said.

"Okay, I'll tell the doctor. You can expose his wound first."

The nurse left in a hurry, and returned shortly afterward, accompanied by a middle-aged doctor.

"The wound has become infected and rotten. We need to cut away the rotten flesh, which will be very painful. Let's give him a sedative injection first."

"If I may ask, how did this injury come about?"

"Bomb, we are soldiers."

Doctors and nurses treated the injured man's wounds, while Molly sat silently on a bench nearby, watching without blinking.

"You little girl have quite the nerve."

The man sat down next to Molly, his gaze shifting from Molly's small face to her deformed left hand. His sharp eyes softened instantly, and a hint of pity appeared in them.

"Which brigade are you from?" the man asked again.

Molly turned her face away and ignored her.

The other party's bloodthirsty aura was too heavy. She had had enough of this aura in her previous life, and she wanted to stay away from it in this life.

"Don't be afraid, Uncle is not a bad person. Uncle is from Xiaonan Village, my surname is Zhao, you can call me Uncle Zhao." Zhao Jian'an thought this little girl was quite interesting, as composed as an adult.

Molly remained silent.

Do you want some candy?

Zhao Jian'an pulled out a few fruit candies from his pocket; the brightly colored wrappers immediately caught Molly's attention.

Molly had never eaten candy before. There was no candy in the apocalypse, and her family was poor, so even if there was candy, it wouldn't be hers.

Her eyes sparkled, clearly showing her desire.

Zhao Jian'an chuckled, "That's more like a child."

“I’m sixteen,” Molly said.

"Really?" Zhao Jian'an was astonished. The girl looked to be no more than ten years old, as thin as a chick, and would break if you squeezed her.

"What does sugar taste like? Is it very sweet?" Molly asked.

You've never even eaten candy?

Zhao Jian'an felt even more sorry for her and shoved the candy in his hand into Molly's hand, saying, "It's all yours."

"Thanks."

The candies were very sweet. Molly only ate one, and held the remaining four tightly in her hand.

The man was seriously injured, with wounds on his legs, shoulders, and back.

The nurse cut the man's clothes and pants to shreds, leaving him only with a pair of shorts, while the rest of his body was exposed to the air.

Molly had seen plenty of naked bodies during the apocalypse, so she didn't feel embarrassed at all. Her gaze traveled down the man's handsome face.

"You've seen him naked, be careful he doesn't make you marry him," Zhao Jian'an teased her.

Molly rolled her eyes at him. "The nurses saw him naked too."

Zhao Jian'an choked, "That's different. Nurses and doctors are there to save lives. If you don't avoid suspicion, you're being a pervert. If you see him naked, you have to take responsibility for him."

Molly thought about it carefully. Is that so?

"Does he have candy? Will I be able to eat my fill if I marry him?"

"Well--"

Seeing the girl's serious expression, Zhao Jian'an felt like he had shot himself in the foot, so he gave an irrelevant answer, "He's older than you, you two aren't a good match."

Molly said "Oh," and added, "I'm from the Mo Family Brigade. If you change your mind, you can come find me at the Mo Family Brigade."

Zhao Jian'an: "......."

This girl is serious!

The broth was very fragrant, but each person only received one bowl.

Mo An finished his soup, licked the bowl twice, and turned to Mo He, asking, "Big sister, aren't you going to lick the bowl?"

Mo He shook her head and handed him the bowl. Mo An took the bowl with a grin and buried her whole face in it.

Mo An wasn't the only one who licked the bowl clean; no one laughed at him.

"Tell Molly that next time there are wild animals, hide them secretly and bring them home after dark." Stepmother Liu Ahua instructed seriously. The thought that the eagle should have belonged to their family made her feel as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out with a knife, and she was in excruciating pain.

Mo He hummed in agreement, her eyes lowered meekly.

“If you’re not going to drink that bowl of soup, give it to your younger brother. He’s so small, and he’s been going hungry every day. His body won’t be able to take it.” Liu Ahua said, reaching out to grab it.

The younger brother Liu Ahua mentioned was her youngest son, Mo Liang, who was six years old.

Mo Liang had been eyeing Mo He's bowl longingly, and when he heard his mother tell Mo He to give him the soup, he immediately shouted and ordered Mo He, "Give it to me, bring it here right now!"

Mo He stepped aside to avoid the two of them. "This is for Molly. She's injured and needs to recover."

As Molly spoke, she walked toward the captain.

"Uncle Weimin, when is my sister coming back?"

"It should be soon. Xiaohe and An'an, don't worry, Molly's injuries aren't serious." The captain reassured Mohe and Mo'an, his gaze sweeping over Liu Ahua and Mo Liang, his eyes carrying a warning.

Liu Ahua pouted, took Mo Liang's hand, and turned around. "Let's go home."

"Mom, I want to drink soup." Mo Liang said unwillingly.

"With the captain protecting you, you won't get a drink. That little brat may seem docile and obedient, but she's got a lot of tricks up her sleeve."

When Molly and her two companions returned to the brigade, it was already dark. Under the old banyan tree at the village entrance, two dark figures were eagerly waiting.

"Molly?"

"Second Sister~"

"It's me."

Molly touched her chest; it felt a little hot there.

For the first time, someone was waiting for her.

"Where are you hurt?" Mo He wanted to hug her sister, but was afraid of touching her wound.

“Left arm, shoulder, and chest,” Molly answered obediently.

"How did you get so badly injured!" Mo He's voice choked with sobs.

"It's not serious, just some external injuries, I've applied medicine." Molly wasn't trying to comfort Mo He; she didn't care about this injury at all. In her previous life, every injury she had was much more serious than this.

Mo He didn't believe it, thinking that her sister was just trying not to upset her. She handed her the bowl and said, "Drink up, and we'll go home after you finish."

The broth had gone cold, but Molly didn't care at all. She gulped it down and even smacked her lips in lingering satisfaction afterward.

Delicious!

Mo An: "Second sister, are you going to lick the bowl clean?"

Molly didn't answer, but handed the bowl to Mo An directly. A month ago, when she brought home a clam, Mo An asked her the same question.

Mo An chuckled twice, took the bowl, and started licking it up with gusto.

Mo He: "Let's go home first."

Molly: "I got something good at the health center today."

Mohe didn't think a place like a health center could have anything good, but not wanting to spoil her sister's fun, she asked, "What good stuff—"

A hard object was stuffed into her mouth.

A sweet taste filled her mouth, and Mo He was stunned.

Molly did the same, stuffing one into Mo An's mouth as well, and keeping the last one for herself.

She originally had four left, but she gave one to Mo Honghong, so she, her sister, and her brother each had one.

"So sweet—"

Mo An mumbled incoherently.

"It's candy." Mo He had eaten candy before, but later, as the family's life became increasingly difficult, candy never appeared in their home again.

When Molly and her two companions returned home, the house was completely dark.

The three of them were not surprised by this situation.

Mo He: "You all go and wait in the room first, I'll go and make some pancakes."

The pancakes were a mixture of wild vegetables and grass roots, without oil or salt, making them rough on the throat and difficult to swallow. Even so, not everyone had these pancakes. Mo He was hardworking; every day before dawn, she would go out to find food, climbing several mountains to gather only half a basketful.

Half a basket was only enough for the family to eat half full. At first, Liu Ahua didn't want to give the three siblings, Mo Li and her brother, wild vegetables, and only gave them pancakes made by Guanyintu. Mo He directly threatened that if the three siblings couldn't eat wild vegetables, she wouldn't go looking for wild vegetables either.

Liu Ahua couldn't do anything about Mo He, so she asked Mo Gaofeng to take care of Mo He. Mo He was beaten by Mo Gaofeng that very day, and her back bled. But she kept her word and really didn't go looking for wild vegetables.

Liu Ahua went to look for wild vegetables herself, but for some reason, she found far fewer than Mo He, not even half as many. In the end, Liu Ahua compromised, saying that she and her two siblings would eat whatever the rest of the family ate.

However, when it came time to divide the food, the three Mo sisters always received the least amount in their bowls.

Tonight, Liu Ahua left them only a few wild vegetables, enough to make three pancakes about three fingers wide.

Molly finished the biscuit in two bites.

Mo An: "Sister, we're not full. When will it rain?"

Mo He: "I don't know either. It's getting late, let's go to sleep, we won't be hungry if we sleep."

The second day's breakfast was flatbread made by Guanyintu.

When Molly woke up, Mo He was no longer home. She looked up at the sky; it was a hazy gray, probably around five or six o'clock. But by then, Mo He had already prepared breakfast and left.

Mo Gaofeng and Liu Ahua's room doors were still closed, as were the doors of his stepbrothers Mo Zhong and Mo Liang.

Mohe is the hardest-working person in the family, but also the one who suffers the most.

Molly drank two large bowls of water in the kitchen, took a crispy and hard "pancake," and went out.

She gnawed on the dirt as she made her way into the mountains.

The Mo family brigade is surrounded by mountains, each one higher than the last.

During the year-long drought, the team leader organized his members to go hunting in the mountains more than a dozen times. At first, they were able to catch some prey, but later the prey became less and less, and in the last few times they didn't even catch a sparrow.

Because of the drought, the animals in the mountains have also fled.

In recent months, not a single living creature has been seen in the mountains.

Molly had never seen any animals in this world, except for cows. The few cows in the brigade were the brigade's most valuable assets and were still alive and well.

Many people ventured into the mountains, creating numerous paths worn into the landscape. Molly deliberately chose to walk in places where no one had ever been before. For the past month, she had observed the wild vegetables and roots that Mo He had brought back every day and silently made notes.

She can now recognize more than a dozen kinds of wild vegetables.

After crossing a mountain, Molly finally found a wild vegetable, an old, yellowed dandelion. Without hesitation, she pulled it up by the roots and tossed it into the basket on her back.

"Huh?"

Molly looked down at the wound on her left arm, where a piece of flesh had been torn off by the eagle's beak. Yesterday it was still bloody, but now it had turned an eerie blue.

It was the same blue color as when she mutated in her previous life.

Was she contaminated?

Does this world also contain pollutants?