Gu An’an woke up to find herself in the underprivileged era of the 1970s, where food and warmth were scarce. Just as she arrived, she encountered a crucial moment when her young mother, an educat...
"I stepped on a trap and hurt my foot when I was going up the mountain. Come and have a look." He naturally ignored the incident with the criminals. Gu Wei Qiang held An An in his arms and sat on the millstone. An An stretched out his feet. Even though he had applied a lot of anti-inflammatory drugs, the white powder had been stained red by blood due to the bumpy ride. It looked very scary.
Gu Huazi looked at the wound and frowned, "It looks like it's just a flesh wound, but the wound didn't hurt the bones inside. I can't tell. We need to go to the county hospital to see a doctor. It would be best if they can check it out."
"However, it's a good thing that you applied anti-inflammatory medicine, otherwise it would be painful in the future." Gu Huazi turned around, went into the house to grab some dry herbs, and handed them to Gu Weiqiang, "Qiangzi, before sending An An to the hospital, chew this herb and apply it to the wound instead of anti-inflammatory medicine." He looked at it and found that the anti-inflammatory medicine applied on An An's feet was a good thing. At least he, a barefoot doctor, couldn't take it out.
Gu Weiqiang looked a little heavy. He didn't expect the injury to be so severe. He said goodbye to Gu Huazi.
He carried An An on his back, sweating profusely, and went around the crowd to the thatched cottage. If he remembered correctly, when it comes to Western medicine, Lao Feng is a well-educated man who worked as a doctor in the provincial hospital. He must be better than the doctors in the county.
An An stayed on Gu Weiqiang's thick back with a dazed look. She remembered that when she was sick in the middle of the night a few years ago, her father also carried her on his back and ran on the night road, panting and sweating profusely. It seemed that at this moment, two different living people overlapped on each other, unexpectedly similar. With
a "ding" sound, something seemed to explode in her mind. An An was stunned, and felt a little bit as if she didn't know what year it was.
She whispered, "Dad, take it easy, don't be in a hurry." Dong Dong was still following behind.
The child was in good spirits. Ever since he knew his sister was injured, he followed An An closely. Even if Gu Wei Qiang walked faster, he would follow closely behind.
"It's okay. Dad can carry An An around the village." Gu Wei Qiang exhaled a breath of hot air. "Is your foot starting to hurt again?"
"No!" She shook her head. Gu Wei Qiang's steps slowed down a little and became more stable.
It took about ten minutes to reach the thatched house, which was supposed to take more than half an hour.
Today was a rare good day. Lang Yongling, Feng Xianquan, and Feng Qingyan were in the pig pen, sweeping the inside and outside. According to past experience, they would catch some piglets in a few days, so they had to clean up the place where the piglets lived. You know, piglets are much more valuable than people these days.
It was also true that before the New Year, the villagers seemed to have subconsciously ignored the thatched house. There were not many people at this time.
Lang Yongling is old and can't bend his waist. He will get up and take a rest soon. He happened to see Gu Weiqiang, "Little Gu, why are you here now?"
Gu Weiqiang carried An An on his back, "My An An's foot is caught by the pig clip. Let Old Feng take a look. If it doesn't work, I will send him to the hospital." Feng Xianquan heard it and stopped working. He threw the broom in his hand, took off the stinky blue short pendant, and hung it on the stone wall of the pig pen, "Take it off and let me see."
An An did as he was told. Feng Xianquan washed his hands and took An An away . 's toes, turned them inside out, felt the bones, and asked Feng Qingyan to follow suit. He murmured, "It looks serious from the outside, but there are no broken bones, just flesh wounds. Sprinkle some anti-inflammatory medicine and rest for a few days, and it will be fine."
Hearing this, Gu Weiqiang's heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled down. After all, he was a well-educated doctor, different from Huazi's barefoot doctor. Look at him, he could see it at a glance, it was because he was familiar with Gu Huazi. That's why Gu Weiqiang eliminated his own brother in his heart.
Feng Xianquan twisted a little of the medicinal powder on An An's wound and sniffed it under his nose. "This is a good medicine. I can find medicine according to this standard when the time comes. Unfortunately, I don't have any medicine here. Otherwise, I will replace the medicine for An An."
Hearing this, Gu Weiqiang's eyebrows also furrowed. Gujiacun was far away from the county hospital. If An An was not taken there, the people at the hospital would not prescribe medicine.
Medicines are scarce these days. An An understood this. She flipped her hand and a round anti-inflammatory pill appeared in the palm of her hand. She was curious, "Is this the anti-inflammatory medicine?"
Feng Xianquan's eyes lit up and his waist was no longer sore. He took the medicine and smelled it, then scraped off some powder and tasted it, "Yes, this one. Why do I feel that this medicine is more effective?"
An An stuck out her tongue and lied, "Maybe it's because there's no blood on it? It's clean." She almost gave herself away.
Feng Xianquan shook his head and doubted himself, "Could it be that I haven't been a doctor for many years and I have regressed?" He ordered, "Qingyan, take out the liquor on the kang table in the room, clean the wound for Miss An, and then apply medicine."
"This is really a good medicine!" Feng Qingyan used the liquor to wash An An's wound. An An was in pain and burst into tears. Gu ignored him, but Gu Weiqiang on the side kept muttering, "Qingyan! Be gentle, be gentle."
"This medicine was given to An An by the soldier she met. Don't ask. Look how painful my girl is. Hurry up and wrap it up, and we'll go home early." Gu Weiqiang has a dull mind. Of course, in the eyes of Gu Weiqiang, Feng Qingyan is just a nerd.
Feng Qingyan grinned, "Brother Gu, bandage the wound, but don't be quick, you have to bandage it steadily."
The liquor was rubbed on the wound, and An An felt as if she was soaked in a jar of liquor. She shivered in pain, and urged, "Qingyan... Brother, hurry up..."
This was much more painful than when Lu Yan helped bandage it on the mountain before.
Dong Dong watched from the side, tears welling up in her eyes and feeling distressed. She was worried, "Sister, pinch me, and it won't hurt if you pinch me." Seeing that kind of strength, she wished she could take the pain for her sister.
An An was amused by her brother's behavior. Good guy, if he laughed too hard, his teeth would hurt. But she felt a little sad. She didn't know which girl would get such a well-behaved and lovely brother in the future! It felt like an old father marrying off his daughter, and he was reluctant to let her go!
After all this trouble, when they returned to Gu's house, the sun had already set and it was pitch black. Hearing the noise here, Zhou Aiju came out of the house and asked, "Are you feeling better?" She had the key to the fourth room. Earlier, she heard from the neighbors that An An was injured, and she was very anxious. She ran to Huazi's house but didn't find anyone. He said that the fourth child took An An to the county town, so she waited at home. It was not a good idea to wait like this. She simply
opened the door of the fourth room, filled the stove with hot water, gritted her teeth, went to the backyard, caught a chicken, killed it and stewed it in the pot, thinking that the fourth room had no woman to take care of it, and their grandfather felt sad to come back for the third time to have a cold pot and a cold stove.
Gu Weiqiang carried An An on his back and put her on the recliner in the main room, explaining, "It's okay, it's just a superficial wound. Apply some medicine and come back to have a good rest." It
was cold in winter, so they didn't use gauze to bandage the wound, so it was exposed and healed quickly.
Zhou Aiju squatted down and saw that An An's wound was turned outward. Her eyes immediately turned red and she cursed, "That nasty thing, it hurt our An An like this, it's so wicked."