“Let me do it,” Jian Ning walked over and saw that Jian Ming had fainted due to excessive blood loss.

"Xiao Ning, you've finally arrived! I've never done this before, and I just couldn't stop the bleeding. My uncle even fainted from the pain." Jian Anping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jian Ning arrive.

She stepped back two paces to make room for her. Jian Xueqing also stood up with tears in her eyes. She had been terrified since last night, and she didn't know why, but seeing Jian Ning coming over, she suddenly felt like she had found her pillar of support.

Jian Ning walked over and unwrapped the cloth bandages from Jian Ming's body. She saw that the gash on his thigh was over a meter long and so deep that the bone was visible. The flesh was turned inside out; no wonder the bleeding wouldn't stop.

"Give me the first-aid kit; I need stitches."

"Xiao Ning, do you know how?" Jian Anping knew that his sister was studying medicine, but she was just a student and probably hadn't practiced anything.

"There's nothing you can't do. You've practiced a lot on pigskin. You can manage to sew it up however you can. Don't worry about it looking good right now; it's good enough if it stops the bleeding and saves your life."

Jian Ning's tone was unpleasant. But she acted quickly, taking the first-aid kit from Jian Xueqing, disinfecting her hands, and then putting on gloves.

After hesitating for a moment, I still gave Jianming anesthesia. He probably wouldn't be able to withstand the pain if I stitched him up like that. In any case, he's so old, I shouldn't let him suffer any more.

First, the wound was cleaned to remove the dried blood, and then it was sutured.

Seeing Jian Ning pick up the surgical needle, Jian Xueqing quickly ran out. She didn't dare to look; it was too frightening.

Jian Anping didn't leave; he had seen plenty of bloodshed.

This is nothing, it's just that it's his uncle lying in bed, so he's more worried. If it were someone else, he probably wouldn't feel any emotional reaction.

Jian Ning stitched up the wound quickly, and finished in no time. Jian Anping finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the bleeding had stopped.

"Xiao Ning, there are wounds all over your arms, can you take a look? I don't know how to bandage them, I just did it haphazardly. The wound on your head isn't too big."

"Okay, you can help me untie all the strips of cloth." After Jian Ning finished speaking, she glanced at Li Cuilan lying on the bed. From the moment she entered the room...

He just stared blankly into space without saying a word. Could he have been scared out of his wits by something? If so, then God is truly merciful.

At this moment, Jian Ming groaned, probably because he was about to wake up, or perhaps Jian Anping's actions of tearing off the strips of cloth had hurt him, since he was inexperienced and had been a bit rough.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Jianming had been slashed seventeen times. What a terrible grudge! It's incredible that he didn't die on the spot.

Stitches were needed, and disinfection was carried out as required. Everything was treated, and he was given a tetanus shot. Although the external injury was serious, it wasn't life-threatening.

If he had contracted tetanus, there would have been no hope. Thankfully, he had prepared all the necessary medications. Otherwise, Jianming would probably be dead by now.

"Are you alright? You won't die, will you?" Jian Anping quickly asked after seeing Jian Ning disinfect and put away the tools.

"It's nothing, I'll just eat something good to make up for it later. But how could someone have opened this door?"

"Didn't you see? It was cut open with a chainsaw. I don't even know if this house is habitable anymore," Jian Anping sighed. It was all so upsetting.

"Let's get a different door. Take one from mine." Jian Ning would rather give up her own door than let this family go upstairs.

"Tear down my house, but not yours." Unexpectedly, Jian Anping disagreed.

"Don't you know my abilities? Having so many doors is useless. You have your sister-in-law at home. What if someone sneaks up there when you're not home?"

"Anyone who's eyeing my room is really asking for trouble. I'll go take it down right now. You fix this door too, don't take it down, install another one on the outside, at least that'll make things a little better."

"Alright, I'll look for the tools." Jian Anping said, and went to the living room to rummage around.

Jian Ning went back upstairs and removed her outermost door.

All the doors in the rooms here are the same size, so this should fit perfectly. It was stored in the spatial storage and only taken out on the seventh floor. Jian Anping had also tidied up the original doors so they could be closed properly.

"Here's a drill. And these too, can you assemble them yourself?" Jian Ning certainly didn't know how to do this.

"Let Jian help me. You go inside and sit for a while. Did you clean up the blood outside?" Jian Anping asked, taking the electric drill.

"Yes, it looks too dirty. We'll connect electricity to this door later, install a solar generator, and give Jian Xueqing some seeds so she can learn to grow vegetables herself."

We can't support a family of four forever; we have no obligation to do so. Both sisters are capable of working; why can't they find a way to support themselves?

Although Jian Ning's words were full of disdain, Jian Anping knew that his sister was a soft-hearted person.

He smiled, called Jian Jian to come out, and helped him hold the door frame to secure it first before installing the door.

Jian Ning didn't go inside, but went upstairs for a while before bringing down a solar-powered generator.

I also brought two bags of soil, vegetable seeds, and four buckets of drinking water. I put them all in the stairwell.

In the past, it would have been impossible to ask Jian Xueqing to come and move things in and carry them inside; this was already quite kind of her. It was all because of her brother.

Jian Xueqing no longer had the temper of a young lady. She obediently carried all the things back into the house, leaving only the generator, which she simply couldn't carry herself.

She glanced cautiously at Jian Ning: "Xiao Ning, could you help me lift this?"

"No, let Jian Jian work with you in a bit. This will be your home from now on, so you should know how to take care of it."

Hearing this, Jian Jian, who was helping to install the door, quickly called out, "Sister, don't let Sister Ning do the work. Leave it there, I'll go get it in a bit. It'll be done here soon."

Although he was young, he was very shrewd. He knew that even Brother Anping listened to Sister Ning, so he couldn't afford to offend her. He needed to maintain a good relationship with Sister Ning in the future.

No matter what, relatives are always better than outsiders. Even my own mother and sister are short-sighted and can't see the truth at all. They are far inferior to him.

Jian Xueqing listened to her brother's words and didn't say anything more. She stood there quietly and waited, but she was happy inside. With the generator, they could have electricity.

She wouldn't have to endure this sweltering heat. Even if Jian Ning scolded her now, she would definitely laugh and respond. This is what it means to be a provider.