"Wow... there's... there's a dead person!"
Seeing Feng Yandong, Yu Fangfang's fear that had just been suppressed surged up again. Regardless of whether it was still there, she hugged Feng Yandong and cried loudly.
Feng Yandong had never seen her look so pitiful before, and he became extremely nervous.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."
However, he could only offer a few words of comfort, because Qin Yan had already handed over the radio he had just received.
Hearing that a suspicious person was captured in the Dongtou Cave, Feng Yandong's face became very solemn.
"Comrade Xiaolin, please take care of Fangfang for me. Qin Yan and I are going to go."
Now was not the time to be sentimental, so he handed Yu Fangfang over to Lin Wanchun.
Lin Wanchun hurried over to help him.
"Let it go, I'll keep an eye on her."
Feng Yandong nodded and hurried away with Qin Yan.
Seeing that Yu Fangfang looked really bad, Lin Wanchun helped her to sit on a stool and took out a candy from her pocket.
"Eat some candy to relieve your fear."
Yu Fangfang was discovered eating candy that day by Feng Yandong, and all the candy in the house was confiscated.
She hadn't eaten candy for several days, so when she saw the candy that Lin Wanchun handed over, her eyes lit up.
Take the candy, peel it open and put it in your mouth.
The sweet and fragrant taste filled her mouth, and she finally felt a little more refreshed.
The villagers didn't care who the troops captured in the cave.
As more and more food was brought down, everyone's face became beaming with joy, as if it was Chinese New Year.
Someone suggested making potato chips for breakfast.
When Yu Fangfang heard the word "foot potato", her face suddenly changed and her throat felt dry.
"Wan... Wanwan, do you think those potato chips grew this way because they ate dead bodies?"
Lin Wanchun felt helpless.
"Don't scare yourself. Potatoes can grow very big. I guess those people must have pooped a lot when they were young."
I just don't know what they are doing with so much food here?
When she thought that this was a border county, Lin Wanchun felt that things were not that simple.
After hearing her words, Yu Fangfang finally felt a little comforted.
But I almost dug up the shadow of a dead person, which cannot be eliminated in a short time.
The villagers took seven or eight bags of potatoes, dumped them, and planned to peel them and cook them.
Not only does it taste like yam, but even its skin is the same as yam, the only difference is the shape.
However, the flesh of the potato is not only white, but also pink and purple.
After peeling and cutting into pieces, they are put into a bowl in purple and white colors, which looks very pleasing to the eye.
The skin of the potato is gray-black. After peeling it, it feels slippery and tingling in the hand.
The one Lin Wanshun took happened to be a pink and purple one.
Yu Fangfang saw that the color of the potato in her hand was very beautiful, and for a moment she forgot the scene she had just seen in the mountains.
"Wanwan, let me try."
Yu Fangfang is obsessed with looks. She likes everything that looks good, including food.
This pink and purple potato just happened to grow on her aesthetic spot.
Watching her peeling the fruit, she became eager to try it.
Seeing that Yu Fangfang looked better, Lin Wanchun handed the potato chips to her.
"Be careful, it's a little slippery, hold the handle here."
Hearing this, Yu Fangfang carefully took the potato chips.
But as soon as I got the potato chips, they slipped away with a "slurp"!
Yu Fangfang looked at the potato chips rolling on the ground and suddenly began to doubt her life.
"Wan Wan, you call this... a little slippery?"
Her soap isn't this smooth even when it's wet.
Holding the potato in your hand, it looks no different from a loach.
Lin Wanchun: ...
"It's... okay."
As she spoke, she picked up the potatoes from her toes and washed them in water.
Seeing how easily she took it, Yu Fangfang began to doubt her life even more.
Unconvinced, she reached out to pick it up again, but found that the potato chips were even slippery after being soaked in water!
Yu Fangfang: …
Forget it, she just has no talent for cooking, so there is no need to struggle anymore.
At this moment, Wang Chun'e's somewhat embarrassed voice came from the tent not far away.
"Doctor Qi, no... no need, I'll just ask Mrs. Lin to give me some medicine."
In the tent, Qi Honglian was still holding medicine in her hand. When she heard what Wang Chun'e said, her face looked a little ugly.
What does she mean?
Wang Chun'e saw that her gaze was not right, and the smile on her face became even more awkward.
Although she felt embarrassed, she subconsciously retracted her hand.
He looked as if he was afraid that she would force the medicine on her.
Qi Honglian took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
"Comrade, although your hand does not need to be amputated, the wound still needs to be dressed regularly so that it can heal faster. And the medicine I gave you is from Mr. Lin."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to show the powder.
When Wang Chun'e heard that it was Lin Wanshun's medicine, her worries seemed to be put to rest.
He reluctantly let her untie the bandage and check the wound.
After the bandage was removed, not only did the redness and swelling of the festering hand subside, but even the wound began to scab over.
Even those who don't know medicine can see how powerful the effect is.
Qi Honglian narrowed her eyes slightly and paused before she picked up the medicine powder in her hand and prepared to sprinkle it.
But before the powder was sprinkled, Lin Wanshu's stern voice was heard coming from the door.
"Wait!"
Hearing this, Wang Chun'e stepped back subconsciously.
The medicine powder was just scattered everywhere.
Qi Honglian looked very unhappy.
"Lin Wanxun! What do you mean?"
Lin Wanchun hadn't had time to dry her hands, so they were still wet, and her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows.
You can tell at a glance that he was just helping out at work.
"I am in charge of this patient. Please don't bother giving her medicine."
Lin Wanxun glanced at the medicine in her hand with a somewhat cold expression.
Hearing this, Qi Honglian seemed to have heard some heavenly joke.
He looked her over, paused, and then said, "You don't even have the qualifications to practice medicine, but you dare to treat patients with your three-legged cat skills. Can you be responsible if you do something wrong?"
She had already figured it out. Lin Wanchun was just a temporary intruder and was not a member of their clinic at all.
When the road is open, she will report it to her superiors.
Hearing this, Lin Wanxun curled up the corners of her lips into a sneer.
"Before you say this, it might be more convincing if you could put down the powder in your hand."
On the one hand, he was using her medicine to coax people, and on the other hand, he was trying to beat and crush her. She didn't think it was funny. Lin Wanshun almost blushed for her.
The wounded in the tents were mostly from the village.
They had been seeing korean doctors since they were young, but later when the korean doctors were suppressed, they started seeing barefoot doctors.
But the concept of medicine has long been deeply rooted in people.
To them, medicine is passed down from generation to generation. Fathers teach their children, masters teach their apprentices, and gradually they become proficient. How can there be any such thing as a medical qualification certificate?
Whether Lin Wanshun is capable or not, they have all seen it.
"Comrade doctor, I think Dr. Lin is a very good doctor. Don't talk about his qualifications. He is a good doctor if he has good results."
"That's right, you are so capable, how come you cured Wang Chun'e's hand of inflammation a few days ago?"
These words directly hit Qi Honglian's sore spot.
Seeing that everyone was standing on Lin Wanchun's side, her eyes became so dark that they seemed to be dripping with ink.
“It’s unreasonable!”
After saying that, she took back the powder in her hand and left angrily.
Lin Wanshun glanced at the medicine powder scattered on the edge of the bed, and something flashed in her eyes.
After a pause, she took a piece of paper and carefully collected the powder on the bed.