He dared not die, and struggled to keep his eyes open, fearing that he would be too ashamed to face his wife and children once he was buried in the earth covered in mud.

"Uncle, Father said he has made progress on your matter. He told you to take care of yourself and wait a little longer, dawn will eventually come."

Xie Changzheng looked stunned, then chuckled and shook his head.

“Tell your dad not to let him take too many risks. I’m already in this situation; don’t let him drag you down with him.”

If I hadn't resolutely severed ties with them back then, the Li family would probably be caught in the middle of this mess by now.

But their lives weren't necessarily easy either. Jin Yu was forced to carry out the most dangerous, dark, and bloody missions, and rarely returned home.

Yu Ze was also forced to marry the daughter of a rival family. Because he couldn't refuse, he couldn't go home.

"well……"

The man, whose figure seemed even more hunched, silently lowered his head. His once upright posture was now almost that of an old man in his twilight years.

...This is the dividing line for when I feel sleepy.

Gu Zuozuo pointed to the things that filled half a room, her expression intriguing.

"Are you sure... these were all sent by the people who were rescued?"

Duan Jianhua glared at him and gave a haughty snort.

"What's wrong? You're not happy about receiving something? Stop being so fussy. Just take it! Who wouldn't want something good?"

Gu Zuozuo snorted coldly, took out her hand from behind her back, and a glass jar containing an empty can of food appeared in her hand.

"Sigh... Some people don't know how to talk. It's such a waste of my hair-growth potion. I was originally planning to do a good deed, but... tsk tsk!"

Duan Jianhua instantly beamed with delight, his eyes fixed longingly on the glass bottle containing the brown liquid in her hand.

"Oh my, I was wondering why the weather was so nice today. It turns out that Gu Zhiqing is going to do good deeds again? This is a great deed that will accumulate merit! Gu Zhiqing, we can't give up halfway!"

Gu Zuozuo was almost amused. Sure enough, no matter how old you are, hair is always one of the things people care about most.

"I'll ask you one more time, were all these things really sent to me by those people who were expressing their gratitude?"

Duan Jianhua didn't know what she wanted to ask, so he told her everything Li Yuze had told him.

"Since that's what Comrade Li said, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

Gu Zuozuo sighed, knowing she wouldn't get anything out of him, so she stopped teasing him and handed him the glass jar, which contained a prescription she had been researching for a long time.

"Just add four or five drops to the water when you wash your hair every day, and you'll see results in four or five days."

Duan Jianhua happily hugged the glass jar, tilted his head back, and grinned.

His wife has been complaining about his shiny head for more than a day or two. If his hair grows back, maybe he can regain his lost husbandly authority!

When he saw Duan Jianhua off, he casually mentioned that he was going to the deep mountains to collect medicinal herbs.

It might take three or four days, or maybe four or five days.

Don't worry if you can't find her; she's skilled and will come back safely.

Duan Jianhua nodded hurriedly. Gu Zhiqing had gone up the mountain to collect medicinal herbs for the sake of the people in their village, and he couldn't let her down.

"You can tell me about the common medicinal herbs, and I'll have those idle folks in the village gather them for you, saving you a lot of time."

Don't worry, you're the only one in the village who can treat illnesses, but he can recognize all sorts of common, inexpensive medicinal herbs. Any elderly person in the family can identify them.

Previously, there were no barefoot doctors in their village, and because Old Wang next door was too petty, he wouldn't treat minor illnesses, leaving people to suffer in silence.

So for minor ailments like colds, fevers, diarrhea, and headaches, their family members would gather some herbs to drink. Whether it worked or not, they'd just drink it a few times and it would be fine. Rural people are resilient.