Jiang Xue tried to get up, but she couldn't muster any strength in one leg.
Jiang Xue, who had been standing in the rain for a while, finally felt the excruciating pain in her leg and realized that something was wrong.
Fortunately, the place where I fell was only about ten steps away from the shop.
Jiang Xue limped along, pushing the cart with difficulty. The short distance of a dozen steps felt slower than crawling to her.
Exhausted, she sat down directly on the doorstep. She had arrived too early; few of the shops next door were open, and more importantly, she didn't know any of them. Nobody wanted to be bothered by pretending not to see her at all.
Having been in this world for so long, it seems that this time, Jiang Xue feels utterly powerless.
Communication equipment was inadequate; even if there were telephones, only a very few well-off families had them.
Although pagers had appeared in the 1980s, they were not yet widespread, and few people could afford them.
Jiang Xue, dragging her half-crippled leg, prepared to stand up and open the door, hoping to find shelter from the rain first.
Just then, Sun Ze'an, holding an umbrella, suddenly appeared in front of them.
"You... what... what happened?" Sun Ze'an looked at Jiang Xue, who was covered in dirt, in horror. "You didn't fall, did you? Where did you fall?"
Sun Ze'an quickly covered Jiang Xue with the umbrella and knelt down to check her injuries.
Jiang Xue saw that the rain had soaked Sun Ze'an's shoulders in no time.
"Can you take me to the hospital? I fell, but I have a raincoat. You can hold the umbrella yourself. I'll be fine."
Sun Ze'an, who was usually unhurried, suddenly became anxious. "Come on, hold the umbrella, I'll carry you over. There's a Jinsha Hospital up ahead."
"No need, no need, just help me up." Jiang Xue saw that the two of them weren't close enough and really didn't want to trouble him.
Without saying a word, Sun Ze'an shoved the umbrella into Jiang Xue's hand, saying, "Why are you being so polite with me?"
Before Jiang Xue could react, Sun Ze'an had already pulled her onto his back. Jiang Xue was jostled around a lot, and she could feel that Sun Ze'an had been walking and running all the way to the hospital.
The doctor, with gray hair and reading glasses, looked at the X-ray Jiang Xue had taken and said, "You've sprained a muscle. You'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Jiang Xue breathed a long sigh of relief. She was just glad there wasn't a fracture or anything. If it had been a serious injury that would take a hundred days to heal, she would have been completely ruined.
Indeed, health is the foundation of everything.
"Go pay and get your medicine." Jiang Xue prepared to hand the money to Sun Ze'an from her pocket.
Unexpectedly, Sun Ze'an ran out without even looking and quickly returned with a large bag of medicine.
"You're her husband, right? Let me show you how to apply the medicine to her."
Jiang Xue quickly waved her hand in denial, "No, no, we're friends, good friends."
The old doctor immediately frowned. "Then I'll teach you. Go back and apply it as I instructed."
"First, apply a layer of medicinal paste to a layer of gauze, then cover it with the thinnest layer of gauze, sprinkle medicinal powder on top, then cover it with gauze again, and apply the medicinal paste. Got it?"
Jiang Xue nodded quickly, "Yes, thank you, doctor."
The two left the hospital, and thankfully the weather had just cleared up after the rain.
"Shall I take you home? You're not suited to go to the store looking like this. Your clothes are still wet, aren't you cold?" A gust of autumn wind blew by, and Sun Ze'an felt quite chilly.
He quickly took off his coat and draped it over Jiang Xue's shoulders, then snatched the raincoat from her hand.
"My home is a bit far away, wouldn't that interfere with your work?" Jiang Xue felt a little embarrassed.
"Oh, it's okay. My working hours are flexible. I'll take you home."
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