“My son doesn’t have a fever. My son will never have a fever, let alone get malaria. Stop spreading alarmist rumors.”
I think you just don't want to lose money!
Jiang Wenwan opened the first-aid kit, took out a mask she had made herself, put it on, and then walked towards Aunt Jiang while wearing gloves.
When they walked up to Aunt Jiang.
"Smack!"
In full view of everyone, he slapped Aunt Jiang across the face.
"My kindness is not something you can take advantage of."
He then raised his hand and slapped her on the other cheek.
"Smack!"
Aunt Jiang was stunned by the blow. When she came to her senses, she pushed the child out of her arms and was about to hit Jiang Wenwan.
Jiang Wenwan grabbed her neck tightly with her left hand.
She hadn't even had a chance to build a good relationship with these family members and aunties when some of them started treating her like an easy target.
Ignorance is bliss, so let's make an example of her.
I've really cultivated myself; now even the kind-hearted Notre Dame Cathedral has a place for me, right?
She was already quite strong, not to mention that she was now gripping Aunt Jiang's neck tightly, her eyes filled with a cold rage that wished she could strangle her to death.
When Baogen saw that his mother was being choked by Jiang Wenwan, he rushed over to help.
With a flash of silver needles in her right hand, Jiang Wenwan pierced the back of his head, and the boy who was about to rush forward fainted the next moment.
Aunt Jiang grabbed her hands with both of hers, looking at her unconscious son in horror.
"you,"
She couldn't speak even though she wanted to.
The aunties around had never seen anything like it before. How could Battalion Commander Zhou's wife be so formidable?
"Dr. Song, take his temperature immediately. If he has a fever, he needs to be given injections and medication promptly, and he should be isolated to prevent the spread of the disease!"
Even the military doctor Song was frightened by her appearance. Hearing her cold instructions, he did as she said, almost as if possessed.
They quickly picked up Baogen, who had fainted on the ground, and put him on another small bed, then started taking his temperature.
Jiang Wenwan then flung Jiang's sister-in-law aside, throwing her to the ground, and stepped forward to stare coldly into her eyes.
“Your child is a treasure, but other people’s children are not worthless. If something happens to Yingzi, do you think your son will be in trouble?”
You want me to pay you back?
"Why don't you let your son pay with his life first?"
Aunt Jiang touched her burning neck, looking at Jiang Wenwan in horror, trying to speak several times but unable to utter a sound.
Jiang Wenwan stood up and addressed the women who had come to watch the spectacle:
"My surname is Jiang. I'm the wife of Battalion Commander Zhou, who just arrived. I'm quite skilled in medicine. If any of you have a headache or fever in the future, you can call me for help."
Of course, I can also treat your livestock if they get sick.
Now all the sisters-in-law have gone back. This disease is really contagious. Please keep an eye on your children to see if they have a fever. If they do, send them over immediately.
in addition. "
She kicked Aunt Jiang, who was sitting on the ground panting heavily, and said:
"Who will go and find her man?"
Song Dandan was somewhat shocked; her husband, Lao Lü, had never told her that this Jiang girl was such a remarkable person.
He quickly said:
"I'll go to the army base to call for reinforcements."
The other women were terrified when they heard her say that, and they rushed home to check on their own children.
With a complicated expression, Doctor Song watched as everyone left, then approached Jiang Wenwan and said:
"Baogen does not have a fever."
Jiang Wenwan looked at Aunt Jiang on the ground, whose eyes were filled with surprise, and sneered.
"Just because she doesn't have a fever now doesn't mean she won't have one later. We'll let her leave when she's fully recovered and keep her here for observation!"
"Cough, cough cough cough, you, you can't do this, you're a doctor, you're treating human life like dirt."
Aunt Jiang stood up in a panic and looked at Jiang Wenwan. Her son absolutely could not stay here. Who knew if he would die?
Jiang Wenwan snorted coldly.
"Treating human life like dirt? You even know those four words?"
What you did to her, a nine-year-old child, wasn't that utterly disregard for human life?
I'll say it again: you only know the pain when you've hurt yourself. Why did you have to provoke me?
"I...I didn't...I...I'm going to report you!"
"Go, go now!"
Then your reputation for mistreating your sister-in-law will spread far and wide, and we'll see how your man will view you.
With a family member like you, I don't think your man deserves to be a soldier. He can't even protect his own sister.
How can we protect our China? How can we protect our people?
"Don't make a big deal out of this. I... I'm having a hard time too, I have my own difficulties."
Jiang Wenwan remained unmoved.
“You say you’re having a hard time. Your husband is a battalion-level officer and earns a good amount of money each month. If you’re having a hard time, how much harder must it be for the other family members?”
It seems you have many grievances against the troupe, resenting that it doesn't provide you with a comfortable life?
Aunt Jiang was startled. This girl didn't look very old, so why was she so difficult to deal with?
"No, I... I was just momentarily bewitched. Please forgive me this time and give me back my son, okay?"
"not good!
I wasn't lying. Your aunt really did have malaria. The incubation period can be as long as forty days, but you abused her, causing her to develop the disease prematurely.
This disease is contagious.
"Dr. Song, am I right?"
At this moment, Dr. Song nodded with a solemn expression.
If it really is tertian malaria, then everything she said is correct.
"Then, what should we do?"
Jiang Wenwan took out a pill from her medicine box and said:
“I have some medicine for treating malaria here, but there’s only one pill, so I’ve decided to give it to your aunt first.”
As for your son, good luck to you!
"Who told you to treat that child like that before?"
This was absolutely the harshest punishment imaginable, leaving even the military doctor, Song, speechless.
Watching Aunt Jiang scream in anguish, begging Jiang Wenwan to save the only medicine for her son, and even trying to rush up and force herself on her, I was deeply moved.
Jiang Wenwan glanced at him and kicked him away.
To give one child the only chance to save a mother's life is tantamount to tearing out that mother's heart.
No mother could bear this, right?
Jiang Wenwan sneered. In fact, it was just one of the three treasures that Old Zhang had given her, Analgin.
Give the medicine to the little girl who was still conscious but had a fever.
It was a little bitter. The little girl frowned and looked at Jiang Wenwan, her big eyes filled with tears.
"Thank you, Sister-in-law Zhou Ye."
Jiang Wenwan reached out and ruffled the little girl's hair, then pointed at Aunt Jiang, who was getting up and about to rush over, and said to her:
"Look, she has her weaknesses too. Even though you'll be living at your brother's house from now on, you can't let anyone bully you. If you have any difficulties, come to the organization. The organization will definitely stand up for you."
Yingzi pursed her lips, her eyes sharpening as she nodded firmly.
She lived at her elder brother's house and would work to earn her own food rations, but if her sister-in-law beat or scolded her again and wouldn't let her eat, she wouldn't put up with it anymore.
Aunt Jiang rushed over and hugged her son tightly, as if he were about to die.
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