Chapter 69 A Big Package Arrives in Chang'an
Under the dim kerosene lamplight, Shen Lingning's fingers suddenly stopped, and the medicine powder pinched by his fingertips fell a little on the edge of the kang.
She looked at the glaring fresh bloodstain on the edge of the bandage on Zhou Weiguo's left arm, and a mixture of heartache, anger and fear poured into her heart like boiling oil!
She threw the blood-stained old gauze into the enamel basin next to her with a "pa" sound, making a crisp impact.
"Zhou Weiguo!"
Her voice suddenly rose, filled with suppressed anger, like a taut string suddenly breaking, making the small room buzz.
"You think I'm blind?! You call this okay?!"
She pointed at the glaring red, her fingertips almost poking his chest.
"Weren't you quite capable when you were playing the hero during the day? Now you feel the pain?! The wound is so broken yet you're still holding on! Do you think this arm is made of iron?!"
Zhou Weiguo was stunned by the yelling and looked at his wife's red cheeks and red eyes.
Looking at the suppressed tears and burning anger in her eyes, the forced toughness and indifference in my heart instantly collapsed, leaving only guilt and deeper self-blame.
He wanted to explain, to comfort her. His lips moved, but his throat seemed blocked. He clumsily squeezed out a dry sentence: "Lingning, I... I really don't feel that much pain. This little injury..."
He didn't know why, but he felt a little scared. She had always been gentle and sensible, but now she made him both afraid and in love with her.
Feeling her concern for him, he felt happy in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"You don't feel any pain?! Wait until this arm is really broken, and see if you can still say that!"
But the next second, when he saw the woman's eyes were red, Zhou Weiguo panicked.
Shen Lingning interrupted him, his voice choked with sobs, his chest heaving violently.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the surging anger and the impulse that almost burst out, and silently took out the spiritual spring water from the space.
No! It's too risky!
He is so sharp!
She turned around suddenly, moving quickly and swiftly, and took out clean gauze and a small packet of hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder with a strong herbal fragrance that she had ground herself using special herbs from the space from the kang cabinet.
This is a "home remedy" she came up with this year, and it works much better than the ones bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.
She sat back on the edge of the kang, bit her lower lip, and stopped talking.
But the movements of his hands became involuntarily extremely light and gentle.
She carefully untied the blood-stained old bandage, revealing the slightly torn, swollen, and bleeding wound underneath.
The cold medicinal powder, with its strong scent of grass and trees, was secretly mixed with some spiritual spring water and she sprinkled it carefully and evenly on the wound.
The slight stinging sensation caused by the powder contacting the wound made Zhou Weiguo's strong arm muscles instinctively tense, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Under the dim, flickering light, she lowered her eyelashes, which seemed to be stained with a tiny trace of moisture, and focused on cleaning, applying medicine, and re-bandaging him.
Her fingers were deft and steady, wrapping the gauze around and around, as gently as if she were handling fragile porcelain.
Zhou Weiguo looked at her silently, looking at the fine beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, looking at her tightly pursed, stubborn lips, and his heart felt sour and soft.
His eyes inadvertently swept across her small earlobes - there was no gold, silver, pearls or jade there, only a smooth, thin tea stem on each side, which served as earrings.
This "ornament" which couldn't be any simpler was like a thin needle, which pierced him hard!
She was originally a pampered young lady in Shanghai, but now...
"I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position, Ling Ning..."
His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was hoarse and rough, clumsy but extremely sincere.
"Tomorrow... after we get our allowance, let's go to the county supply and marketing cooperative and see if they have any silver earrings for sale. I'll buy you a pair."
This was said dryly, even a little rustic, but it was the most practical compensation he could think of.
Shen Lingning's bandaged hand paused imperceptibly. She didn't look up or speak, but the tense lines in her shoulders seemed to relax slightly for a moment.
The overwhelming depression and worry in my heart seemed to be punctured by this clumsy but passionate promise, and most of it was quietly released.
The movements she made while bandaging her hands became gentler and more delicate. The only sounds in the room were the subtle rustling of the gauze and the sound of her struggling, yet still slightly unsteady, breathing.
Fubao was sleeping soundly on the kang. He turned over, smacked his lips, and uttered a few vague mumblings in his sleep.
This peaceful child's voice formed a strange contrast with the tense situation just now.
Zhou Weiguo suddenly felt a chill at the wound, and a slight itch of flesh growing. He was surprised: "Lingning, where did you get this prescription? It's so effective! I can feel the wound healing right after applying it."
Shen Lingning was startled by his words and paused, sighing inwardly.
It seems that it is better not to use Lingquan Water unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise she won’t be able to tell the ingredients clearly.
Shen Lingning tied the last knot and cut the gauze.
Looking at the wound that had been bandaged again and was no longer bleeding, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The strong herbal scent of the special powder still lingered on her fingertips. She glanced calmly into the depths of the kang cabinet—there wasn't much of the powder left.
The few key herbs that can be used in the space are almost used up.
Where can we find alternative medicinal herbs deep in the Qinling Mountains?
Zhou Weiguo's injury and possible accidents in the future require protection.
This small powder crisis became a new problem in her mind that needed to be solved.
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Just after noon, a mud-spattered army green truck creaked to a stop on the small dirt platform of the Songtaogou family compound, raising a cloud of yellow dust.
Two young men in post office uniforms jumped out of the cab.
Holding a list in his hand, he shouted loudly: "Comrade Shen Lingning! Is Comrade Shen Lingning here? A large package from Chang'an! Please sign for it!"
This voice was like throwing a big stone into a calm pond.
The women who were sewing shoe soles and picking vegetables on the dirt floor, as well as the old men basking in the sun at the foot of the wall, all gathered around.
What's going on with Shen Lingning again?
The names of these two Chen Lingnings are very popular.
The young and old in the family compound all stared at the package unloaded from the truck - it was half a person's height, tightly wrapped in brand new, thick canvas, and tied with a strong hemp rope!
With this size and the materials used, it is simply a "Big Mac" in the mountain valley where supplies are scarce!
Shen Lingning came out of his yard upon hearing the sound and was also stunned when he saw the package.
She stepped forward quickly and signed amid the crowd's burning gazes and whispers.
The postman helped carry the heavy package to her door.
Aunt Sun and Wang Shufen, along with the young wife next door, came over to help carry the things into the yard.
The canvas package feels heavy to the touch, and through the cloth you can feel the hard edges and soft fillings inside.
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