Seeing that the person had been rescued, Ning Huan collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Performing CPR is exhausting work; she had been holding on for most of the day and would have collapsed long ago. If she hadn't been training her physical fitness these past few days, she probably would have passed out by now.
"He's alright now. You guys figure out the rest yourselves. I'm leaving."
She got up to leave, but seeing the villagers staring at her as if she were a goddess, she felt she should explain something.
“Auntie, I’m not a god who can bring the dead back to life. Fan Juan survived because she wasn’t actually dead. It’s just that after she fainted, she couldn’t breathe on her own, so you thought she had stopped breathing and died.”
If I don't explain myself today, I'm afraid that tomorrow I'll hear some incredibly outrageous things.
When I got home, my four little ones rushed over and exclaimed, "Mommy, you're back!"
"You left in such a hurry, we thought something had happened."
"If we wait a little longer, we'll soon be itching to go to Second Grandfather's place to ask Brother Tusheng what's going on."
Ning Huan looked at their adorable faces and couldn't help but reach out and pat the four little bundles of joy on the head. Then she explained what had just happened to them:
“Aunt Fan Juan had some things to take care of at home, so I went over to help. It was a bit urgent, which is why I left in a hurry.”
She didn't want to tell the little ones the specifics, since they were still young, and explaining it in detail would definitely scare them.
That evening, while Ning Huan was feeding him his medicine, Zhou Jing'an suddenly asked, "What did you do at Aunt Mao's house today? Tu Sheng was calling you so urgently, did something happen?"
Ning Huan explained the whole story to Zhou Jing'an in detail. Because this incident made her so angry, Ning Huan, who rarely showed her emotions, even started complaining to Zhou Jing'an.
"If I hadn't been treating Fan Juan at the time, I would have gone up and had a good talk with Mao."
"And then there's Mao Wa, a grown man who's afraid of this and that, and he even talks about things like 'excessive yang energy'."
"I really feel sorry for Fan Juan. She gave birth to three children for Mao Wa and was tormented by her mother-in-law. Not only did her husband not speak up for her, but he also hesitated and stammered when it came to life and death!"
Zhou Jing'an rarely saw Ning Huan like this; on the contrary, he felt that she was much more vibrant than before.
Looking at her angry expression, he found it quite adorable. But at the same time, he didn't forget to agree with Ning Huan: "You're right, I've heard about Aunt Mao's matter before. Many people in the village think she went too far; it's really immoral."
"There hasn't been any news in the past few years. I thought she would tone it down since Fan Juan had at least had three children. I never expected that she would become even more outrageous behind the scenes, and now she has even driven her daughter-in-law to suicide."
Ning Huan nodded: "What a miserable person."
However, Zhou Jing'an was concerned about another point: "But Fan Juan has already died after hanging herself, can you still save her?"
If that's the case, then the woman's medical skills are truly superb. Recalling the figure he vaguely saw in the clinic that day, a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
Ning Huan shook her head: "No, Fan Juan did not die. It was because the rope strangled her and she couldn't breathe. After she was put down, she was unconscious again. Her body could no longer breathe on its own."
"I treated her, and I also had Mao Wa help her breathe, which is why I was able to save Fan Juan. Because of this, I spent a long time explaining to the villagers today, afraid that they would misunderstand."
Zhou Jing'an nodded, as if he had taken his words to heart, but then he asked, "But it sounds like your medical skills are still very impressive?"
After all, what ordinary doctor could know what Ning Huan was talking about? Her experience was like that of a doctor who had been practicing medicine for decades.
When Ning Huan heard Zhou Jing'an ask about her medical skills, alarm bells immediately went off. This man usually didn't ask about these things, so why did he seem to be asking questions today?
She paused for a moment and then said, "No, it's not about how skilled the doctors are. I heard it from the doctors at Renjitang when I was collecting herbs to sell. Luckily I heard it then, otherwise how could I have saved Fan Juan's life?"
Keep making things up.
Judging from her usual demeanor, this woman doesn't seem like the type to eavesdrop on other people's conversations. Besides, when she treated the villagers, could it be that she heard it from the doctor in town?
And as for that purpuric fungus, let alone Renjitang, you wouldn't find any other clinic in the whole town that could treat it as well as she could.
Now that Tusheng is alive and kicking, who would believe that this child once suffered from fungal purpura?
Zhou Jing'an didn't expose Ning Huan, but just listened to what she said:
"Besides, I'm just a country woman who hasn't read many books. How could I possibly know any amazing medical skills? If it weren't for that wandering divine doctor who taught me a few tricks and helped me recognize some herbs, I probably wouldn't be able to do anything."
Zhou Jing'an raised an eyebrow: "Is that so? Then how do your medical skills compare to those of Doctor Si from Renjitang...?"
Before he could finish speaking, he changed his question and asked, "Can you perform surgery like Dr. Si?"
Ning Huan was stunned for a moment, and she almost blurted out, "How did you know?"
But then she thought, maybe Zhou Jing'an was just curious and suspicious, or maybe he wanted to trick her. Whatever it was, she should answer calmly.
"You're not joking, are you? How can I compare to Doctor Si? If I had his medical skills, I would have opened my own clinic and become a doctor long ago."
Ning Huan is right. Zhou Jing'an didn't know why, but this question suddenly popped into his mind.
But he still had a vague feeling that Ning Huan's medical skills must be very impressive, even more impressive than he had imagined.
The bowl of medicine was quickly finished. Fearing that Zhou Jing'an might discover something if they continued talking, Ning Huan hurriedly took the bowl of medicine and left.
When she got back to her room that evening, she discovered that the wound on her arm had reopened because she had exerted too much force during CPR.
Fortunately, after applying medicine these past two days, it has recovered quite a bit, so the laceration hasn't bled much.
She changed the dressing again and, while soaking in the spiritual spring water, couldn't help but sigh. If she had to endure it for another two days, her wound probably wouldn't have healed by the New Year.
Thinking about the New Year, Ning Huan remembered that she had seen some people in the village going to town to buy New Year's goods these past few days, and even Pang Shi had told her about it.
Actually, there's still some time before the New Year, since it hasn't even snowed yet, but hearing that everyone is preparing, Ning Huan thought she would go to town to buy some things tomorrow.
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