Chen Qiushu's screams frightened Li Xiaoqin so much that she tried to rush forward to help him up, but the torch in her hand accidentally fell to the ground and went out.
The eyes suddenly went from bright to dark, and the momentary darkness, coupled with Chen Qiushu's constant howling, made people even more anxious.
Li Xiaoqin wanted to help Chen Qiushu, but also wanted to light the torch again. For a moment, she didn't know what to do first.
It was still Shen Chunshu who directed Li Xiaoqin to light the torch, and he helped Shen Qiushu back into the car.
Because there was no light and he couldn't see clearly, when Shen Chunshu went to help Shen Laosan, he accidentally touched his wound.
The howl that had just been suppressed suddenly rang out again, and he bared his teeth and yelled at Shen Chunshu: "Brother, are you doing this on purpose? If you don't want to send me off, I can walk there by myself!"
After repeatedly harming him like this, Shen Qiushu strongly suspected that the boss was just taking the opportunity to take revenge on him.
Li Xiaoqin had already got the torch back in her hands. When she was about to light a fire with a match, she was startled by Shen Qiushu's scream. She turned to the two of them and asked, "What's going on?"
But how could Shen Chunshu admit that he did it on purpose?
He had already pushed the person and walked most of the way with great effort. If he turned back now, wouldn't all the previous steps have been in vain?
So Chen Chunshu scolded him as he helped the third brother into the car with a fierce face: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are brothers, how can I treat you like that? I know you are angry, so I won't bother with you. It's more important to hurry on."
Li Xiaoqin next to them had already lit the torch again, and the three of them staggered towards the town again.
The wind started to pick up in the second half of the night.
The flame of the torch blown by the wind grew larger and smaller, as if the torch would go out in the next second.
Li Xiaoqin could only walk while trying to block the wind with her other hand to prevent the torch from going out.
Along with the wind came the patter of small snowflakes.
Chen Chunshu couldn't help but complain: "Why is it snowing at this time?"
If it were any other time, it would be a good thing if it snowed at this time.
The climate in Dongliang Village is an arid zone, and generally there is a drought for ten years.
If it snows at this time, after the snow melts, it will add a little moisture to the ground.
But for those who were walking on the road, the cold snow particles hitting their faces were very cold.
I don’t know how long I walked, but I finally saw the shadow of the town’s health center.
There was no one in the old hall. Li Xiaoqin and Shen Chunshu supported Shen Qiushu as they walked in the hall, and it felt like their footsteps echoed.
It was the first time for all three of them to come to the health center. They had no idea what to do next. As they were standing there looking around, someone in the duty room discovered them.
"What are you three doing here? Who's sick?"
Li Xiaoqin quickly ran over and explained to the people inside through a small window: "My husband's finger was cut off and he bled a lot."
The person on duty said, "Oh, that's quite serious. I'll register you first, and then let the patient go to see a doctor. Name... age..."
Li Xiaoqin explained Shen Qiushu's personal situation one by one to the person on duty, then gave her a list and asked her to take the man to the next room to see his injuries.
The doctor on duty was sitting there dozing off, and was startled by the sound of three people pushing the door open.
Before he could ask, he saw the bloodstains on Shen Qiushu's hands, sleeves, and clothes.
"Oh, where are you injured? Sit down quickly. Is the wound still bleeding?"
As the doctor continued to ask questions, Shen Qiushu, who had been freezing all the way, finally sat down on the stool.
Then Li Xiaoqin hurriedly told the village doctor how she was injured and how he bandaged her.
The doctor frowned when he heard this: "Those country doctors are just doing random things. Did they disinfect before bandaging? Is the bandage clean? If it's not clean, what if it gets infected?"
As he spoke, he was about to remove the cloth from Shen Qiushu's hand.
When removing the cloth strips, the wound would inevitably be touched. Shen Qiushu bit Li Xiaoqin's sleeve tightly and turned his head to her arms, not even daring to look at his own hand.
He was afraid that if he saw it, he would faint from fright.
When the cloth strips were finally removed, the doctor saw that the wound was covered with a thick layer of some kind of powder, which was black and red.
This doctor probably didn't agree with Chinese medicine in his heart, and he was still mumbling: "Nonsense, it's really nonsense, what the hell is this?"
Li Xiaoqin couldn't help but worry when he said that: "Doctor, how is my husband's hand? Can it be saved?"
Doctor: "Wait until I clean the wound and take a closer look at the details. It's all a mess, how can anyone tell what's going on?"
What followed was an even more unbearable experience.
The doctor used tweezers to carefully peel off the powder that had already formed into lumps bit by bit.
Then he used medicine to disinfect his wound.
After going through this whole process, Chen Qiushu's forehead was sweating from the pain.
Finally, the doctor looked at the wound and said, "The bleeding has stopped. The black stuff just now has a good effect in stopping the bleeding. I will re-bandage it later and prescribe some anti-inflammatory medicine. Take it on time, and then just take good care of it!"
After saying this, the doctor will write a prescription.
Li Xiaoqin quickly stopped him and said, "Doctor, I want to ask, is there any chance to reattach my husband's finger? It doesn't look good with a finger missing!"
Doctor: "Oh? Did you bring the severed finger?"
Li Xiaoqin nodded repeatedly: "I have it, I have it, it's in my pocket..."
As she spoke, she searched her pocket, but all she took out was a piece of tattered cloth. How could there be any fingers in it?
"Hey? I clearly wrapped it with cloth, how come it disappeared?"
Li Xiaoqin frantically searched her pocket left and right, but it was just a small pocket, how could she not find a piece of finger?
She then searched all her pockets, but still couldn't find it.
Li Xiaoqin opened her mouth wide, looked at the doctor, then looked at Shen Chunshu and the other man, her heart sank to the bottom.
The finger was lost.
Chen Qiushu yelled at her impatiently: "Think about it again, where did you put it? Were you sure you took it with you when you left?"
"Did you pack the bag properly? Can't you do such a small thing? That's my hand."
Shen Chunshu also reminded beside him: "Did it fall out on the road?"
Speaking of the journey, Li Xiaoqin suddenly remembered that she had been holding the phone in her hands for the first half of the journey.
Later, Shen Qiushu fell and her torch fell to the ground. In a hurry, she stuffed the cloth bag into her pocket.
I don’t know if the fingers fell out of the cloth bag at that time.
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