Chapter 92 Treatment
The little melon seemed to have lost consciousness; the water poured into its mouth would flow out as soon as it was poured in, and it wouldn't swallow.
I was extremely anxious, but there was really nothing I could do, and there were no pet hospitals available.
We could only gently wrap Xiaogua's wound with gauze, and then cover each of them with a small blanket.
I am not a superstitious person and I never worship gods or pray to Buddha.
But at this moment I pray to Buddha to spare the lives of my two loyal dogs who are devoted to protecting their owner.
After settling the two dogs, I noticed the large bloodstains on the back of my hand.
It flowed down my upper arm; I have a wound that's about seven or eight centimeters long on my arm.
This is the wound caused by a dagger piercing the body during the recent fight.
I was so tense just now that I had even forgotten about it.
With the first-aid kit still nearby, I used a cotton swab dipped in iodine, gritted my teeth, and cleaned the wound.
After applying some anti-inflammatory medication, wrap it with gauze.
I don't have time to rest; I still have a lot to do.
The ground was a mess, littered with the thugs' clothes, large patches of blood, and several indistinct pieces of flesh.
It's disgusting to look at, not just because of the blood and flesh, but because seeing these things reminds me of those beasts, whose actions disgust me even more.
Using his good hand, he grabbed a broom and swept up all the clothes, blood, and flesh, then stuffed them into a sack.
I used the old mop that I had discarded before to mop the floor again and again.
Tears streamed down my face.
I just went through a hardship, which makes me a little scared, but I hate myself even more.
They had always been complacent, thinking that no criminals would come here, so they had been lax in their precautions.
There was no repair of the courtyard wall, no diligent practice of archery and self-defense techniques, and not even a proper weapon for self-defense...
What's most hateful is that I was careless and didn't leave Xiao Gua at home before going to bed, putting Xiao Gua in danger.
It's currently hanging by a thread trying to protect me; I'm truly an unworthy owner.
Why was I so stupid... Why did I underestimate my opponent...?
I only stopped my endless mopping and self-reproach when I heard the wolf howl again at the gate of the courtyard.
When the door opened, it was Sang Biao who had returned with his mistresses.
When Sang Biao came to rescue me with his pack of wolves, he didn't bring Xiao San and Xiao Si with him, probably because he was afraid they would get hurt.
I crouched down and patted Xiao San and Xiao Si's heads, then used my uninjured arm to hug Sang Biao's wolf head and pressed my face against the top of her head.
"Thank you, Sang Biao, thank you for saving us."
Sang Biao rarely gets close to me or acts coquettishly, but now she gently rubs her head against my cheek.
A soft sob escaped her throat, as if she were trying to comfort me.
I looked up and saw many wolves standing outside the yard, each staring at me with two green light bulbs in their eyes.
It reminds me of the first time I encountered this pack of wolves; I was absolutely terrified.
But now, looking at them, I am filled with gratitude, emotion, and awe for the wolf pack.
After the wolves left, I stayed by the little plot of land and the melon patch every step of the way.
I try watering the little melon every now and then.
Xiao Gua woke up once during the night, drank some water with difficulty, and was given some Yunnan Baiyao (a traditional Chinese medicine). Then, Xiao Gua weakly fell back into a deep sleep.
Xiao Di is doing a little better; when he wakes up, he can lift his neck and drink some water.
All night long, I stared at the little ground and the little melon, thinking about everything since the apocalypse, recalling the days they had accompanied me. In the end, I was too idealistic, always believing that there were no bad people in the extremely cold apocalypse.
Upon reflection, Xiao Gua's mournful wolf howl was not a farewell, but rather an attempt to summon Sang Biao to protect me with his last ounce of strength.
Ultimately, it wasn't just Sang Biao who saved me, but also Xiao Gua.
Thinking about this, I felt both moved and remorseful, and I hated myself even more.
I slept twice during the night, waking up from nightmares each time. When I was awake, I carefully observed the little ground squash and melons, praying that they would survive.
The next morning, before it was even light, I couldn't fall asleep again.
When I sat up from the kang (a heated brick bed), the wound on my arm was pulled and hurt a lot. My whole arm was swollen, and I couldn't even turn my neck.
I didn't heat the kang (a traditional heated bed) last night, so it's very cold inside. I covered Xiaodi and Xiaogua with their blankets, slowly got up, went to the yard to get firewood, and came back to heat the kang.
Add water to the iron pot and boil a few eggs.
I moved the little ground squash and melons further into the kang (heated brick bed), hoping they wouldn't get cold again when they were already injured.
I didn't feel like eating breakfast, so I just sat by the kang (a heated brick bed) and watched the two of them.
Xiao Di woke up around 10 a.m., so I quickly peeled an egg, tore it into small pieces, and fed it to Xiao Di.
Perhaps because he hadn't eaten for so long, Xiao Di didn't resist eating and ate two eggs.
When we gave Xiaodi water, it struggled to sit up, but no matter how hard it tried, its hind legs just couldn't muster any strength.
I gently stroked its head to comfort it and let it lie down to recover.
Xiao Di stopped struggling and lay down obediently, staring at me with unblinking eyes, her eyes filled with sadness.
Little Earth has always been very sensible; it must still be thinking about the calamity that has just befallen its family.
I gently stroked the fur of the little dog and softly comforted it.
"It's alright, Xiaodi. We're safe now. We'll never let outsiders into our home again. I'll protect you from now on."
As if understanding my comforting words, Xiaodi sighed softly, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again.
I'm more worried about Xiaogua than Xiaodi.
I saw the dagger plunge into Xiaogua's neck with my own eyes, but I don't know how deep the wound was.
If the wound had cut all the way to the throat or trachea, Xiaogua would probably be dead by now.
But right now, Xiao Gua is just unconscious. Although its breathing is weak, it is even. I don't know what its physical condition is right now.
Fearing that Xiaogua's wound might become infected, I wiped off the previous anti-inflammatory medicine and applied it again.
Perhaps I was a little too rough, because Xiao Gua hummed softly with her eyes closed.
After a while, she gently opened her eyes.
It can feel the pain in its neck and wants to lift its head to lick it.
I stopped it from doing that, afraid that if it lifted its head forcefully, it would pull on the wound and make the situation worse.
When the egg was brought to Xiao Gua's mouth, Xiao Gua, who usually has a good appetite, refused to open his mouth and eat it.
Seeing it like this, I was extremely anxious, but I didn't know what else I could do to help it.
We can only wait for Xiaogua to sleep for a few more days, hoping that his body functions can recover on their own.
Xiao Gua slept soundly for the entire day, only waking up occasionally to drink some water and take some medicine, without eating anything.
It got dark again quickly. After nightfall, I slept next to Xiaodi and Xiaogua. I was a light sleeper tonight, and I would wake up at the slightest noise.
But every time I woke up, I saw that Xiao Gua was still fast asleep.
Finally, dawn broke again.
Heat the kang (a heated brick bed), then steam a large piece of pork leg in an iron pot, keeping it steaming until it's very tender.
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