Ningxia nodded, walked into the house and called Sangsang and Lin Yi.
"Don't ask yet, just get dressed and come home with me!"
The brother and sister looked at Ningxia with many wounds in their eyes and were worried, but they didn't dare to ask and quickly dressed themselves.
Qingtian was dressed in thick clothes while she was sleeping. She didn't wake up until Ningxia wrapped her in a quilt and held her in her arms. She didn't cry at all.
"Walk!"
A group of people braved the wind and snow and almost trotted to Ningxia's house. The fire barrel in the bedroom had already been lit, the temperature was much more comfortable, and the person on the bed was sweating profusely.
Seeing Ningxia was busy helping Liu Ximu, Mu Yuanqing pushed the child into Lin Yi's hands and said, "Go take care of yourself! Xixi brought frostbite ointment. You'll know how serious it is when your feet rot. I'll keep an eye on this."
Seeing the master checking Xiaojie's injuries, Ningxia breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and walked out.
"Brother! Will Brother Xiaojie die?" Sangsang sat next to Lin Yi, holding Lin Yi's arms tightly with both hands, obviously frightened by the sudden accident.
"Don't talk nonsense, stay here and don't disturb them." Lin Yi pursed his lips tightly, his eyes also full of anxiety.
Sangsang nodded obediently.
Qingtian in my arms seemed to feel the solemn atmosphere in the room. Instead of screaming and yelling as usual, he just looked around with his eyes wide open.
The brother and sister waited quietly.
Ningxia took off her wet clothes one by one in the children's room. The cold air made her shiver.
She quickly washed and applied medicine, then put on a woolen sweater. She then put on the colorful, heavy pajamas she had found in the cupboard when she first arrived, and only then did she feel alive again.
Since her feet couldn't move for a short time, Ningxia applied frostbite medicine and wrapped them with thick cloth before going to the living room in slippers. She also lit a fire barrel and placed it next to the sofa, for fear that the three children would be cold.
"Just stay here and I'll tell you what happened when I'm done, okay?"
Lin Yi and Sangsang nodded in unison.
Ningxia then came to the master bedroom.
Xiaojie had taken off all his clothes, and Mu Yuanqing wiped him hastily. At this moment, he was lying on the bed.
Liu Ximu stood beside the bed with a serious expression. Ningxia walked in and saw Xiaojie's painful face. She looked for the wound on his back.
Wait! A five-pointed star! Ningxia saw a five-pointed star birthmark on Xiaojie's neck! Is it a coincidence, or is he Lin Jun's son, who's been missing for over two years? How could that be...
Before Ningxia had time to think, she saw Liu Ximu take out a tightly wrapped small bundle, and when he opened it, he found that it contained suturing tools.
"Master!?" Ningxia exclaimed in surprise.
Mu Yuanqing held her down and said, "Don't worry." After that, she lifted up the corner of her clothes on her back, and Ningxia saw a rugged sutured wound.
"He was the one who rescued me. He knows it."
Ningxia has closed the lips, there is no anesthetic, and disinfection is not in place. Is it okay?
"You two come here and hold him down." Liu Ximu took out his tools, sterilized them briefly over the fire, and instructed the two men. He then added, "Close the door and don't scare the children."
Ningxia closed the door as she was told, and Mu Yuanqing placed his hands on Xiaojie's popliteal fossa and pressed down hard on his legs.
Ningxia also walked around to the head of the bed and sat down, holding Xiaojie's head on her thighs, and reaching out to hold his arms tightly.
"Press him to death and don't let him move." After Liu Ximu said that, he opened a small bottle of iodine and disinfected the twisted wound on Xiaojie's back three times before starting to sew it up.
"Hmm..." Xiaojie frowned and shook his head as if trying to struggle.
Ningxia turned her head and held Xiaojie down tightly, no longer looking at the bloody wound.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Xiao Jie screamed miserably, and Mu Yuanqing and Ning Xia almost couldn't hold him down.
"It will be fine soon! Xiaojie! Don't move! It will be fine soon!" Ningxia shouted loudly.
As if he had heard Ningxia's voice, the person on the bed began to struggle less vigorously, and all the pain in his body turned into an extremely painful howl suppressed in his throat.
"Be good, it will be fine soon." Xiaojie's voice made Ningxia's heart ache, and she whispered to comfort him.
After Liu Ximu finished sprinkling the medicine powder and wrapping the gauze on his hands, Ningxia slowly released her hand that was holding Xiaojie and gently put his sweaty head back on the pillow.
"Sister Xia."
Unexpectedly, Ningxia heard Xiaojie's weak voice and quickly lowered her head to listen.
"Sister...it hurts so much...it hurts so much...where is Brother Liao...and Jiajia...let Jiajia run quickly...don't go over there..."
If Xiaojie is really Lin Jun's son, then Jiajia... should be his murdered sister... Ningxia's eyes were red, and she gently stroked Xiaojie's hair again and again, "I'm here, I'm here, it doesn't hurt... It doesn't hurt anymore, you get better soon... I'll take you home..."
Xiao Jie didn't reply and fell into coma again. Everyone in the room was sweating profusely.
Mu Yuanqing stayed behind to wipe Xiaojie's body, change the bed sheets and clean up the mess, while Liu Ximu squatted in the corner and fiddled with his big bag of medicine.
Ningxia wiped the sweat from her head and came to the living room.
The three little ones huddled together tightly, and Sangsang's eyes were filled with tears that were about to fall. It was obvious that the noise in the house scared them.
"Are you scared?" Ningxia asked casually.
Sangsang rushed over, tears finally falling from her eyes, "Xia Xia... wuwuwu..."
Ningxia squatted down, held her in her arms and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, we are saving your brother Xiaojie! Everything is fine now."
Sangsang sobbed, "Then...can I go in and see Brother Xiaojie?"
"You have to wait until your uncle Mu tells you when you can go in before you can go in. Just be good, Xiaojie will be fine, okay?"
"Okay~" Sangsang's crying voice was long and drawn out. As she nodded, the fluffy curly hair on her head kept shaking.
Ningxia gently wiped away her tears and dragged her injured foot to the kitchen to cook for everyone. She had been traveling all night and everyone had been busy since early morning.
Lin Yi quickly called her: "Sister Xia Xia!"
Ningxia looks back.
"What are you going to do in the kitchen?"
Ningxia almost forgot that she had an all-round brother. She returned to the sofa and took Qingtian from Lin Yi's arms and put her on her lap.
"Just go to the kitchen and make something to eat. I'm exhausted."
"Can I stir-fry shredded mutton and cabbage, and also cook some vegetarian cabbage?"
Ningxia nodded. "Isn't there half a chicken in the cupboard? You can stew it together. I'll season it later and give it to your brother Jie this afternoon."
Lin Yi nodded, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
At this moment, the temperature indoors has dropped below zero and will drop further. Ningxia got up, opened the door and took a quick look. The wind and snow outside were so strong that it blocked her vision.
At first glance, all they could see was a white mist, and the snow in the yard had already covered their thighs. Well, now Mu Yuanqing and his family couldn't think of returning home until the wind and snow stopped.
The biting air came in through the crack in the door, and the temperature in the room dropped again. Ningxia quickly closed the door.
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