Chapter 86: Scraping Pus and Digging Out Rotten Flesh
"It was this family who traded apples for a thousand kilograms of wheat from me a while ago. They must have a surplus of food!"
"You clearly have so much food, but you won't share it with us starving people. Everyone, unite! If you don't give us food, we'll break down the door and use our guns to ration food!"
"Seize the food! Seize the food!"
The group included both men and women, as they were barely wearing any clothes in the 4°C high temperature weather.
They covered themselves with a thick layer of mud to insulate themselves from the heat, and some squatted at the door, or used stones as pads to try to climb the wall that was several meters higher. Some people even threw stones into the yard.
The energy truck honked its horn, and its headlights shone on this group of people in rags, their bodies pitch black like African savages, revealing their hideous faces and the sticks and knives in their hands.
At this time, they all moved towards the car.
Jingnai was so scared that she grabbed Jingshu's hand.
Jingshu whispered a word of comfort and got out of the air-conditioned car. A wave of heat rushed towards her. She slammed the car door shut and fired a shot into the sky. With a bang, the people on the opposite side stopped immediately, looking at Jingshu in horror and retreating.
"I'll give you three seconds. If you don't leave, I'll shoot. There are 12 bullets left in the gun. You can try to see if I can hit you."
"She only has a gun, what is there to be afraid of? Just grab it..." Someone still tried to get closer.
"thumping!"
Before the man could finish his words, he was shot in the abdomen. Instantly, a shrill scream was heard, and the people around him immediately scattered. There was no one left, and only one person was left lying on the ground wailing.
The door slowly opened a crack, and a flashlight shone in. A large man asked uncertainly, "Is that Jingshu? ...Mom? Why are you here? Dad? Is my brother-in-law here? Come on in! Pull the car in and let's talk."
The big man is Jingpan's man, Jingshu's uncle Wei Chang. Compared with her aunt Jingpan's honest and simple nature, he is much more sensible in dealing with people. Wei Chang opened the heavy double iron gate and let Jing's father drive the car in.
At this moment, two more people suddenly ran out from the darkness. She ran while shouting, "Mom, brother-in-law, it's me, my little brother. There were so many people gathered at the door just now that we didn't dare to come out."
Jingshu narrowed her eyes. Was this her second aunt, Jing Zhao, whom she hadn't seen in over a decade? Next to her was her son, Jingshu's 26-year-old cousin, Li Yun, who had bullied her whenever they met as children.
Looking at the second aunt again at this time, her original body weight of 180 pounds has now been reduced to 150 pounds. She is wearing a black and gray coat and her body is covered with sweat. Her lips are cracked and bleeding. She is wearing loose pants of an unrecognizable color and has messy hair, looking not much different from a beggar.
Cousin Li Yunze was wearing beach shorts and was also covered in dust. His lips were dry and peeling, and the athlete's foot on his feet could be smelled from a distance. Jingshu walked away from them without saying a word.
"Why are you here? Why don't you stay in the city? It's so chaotic outside." Jingnai blamed.
Second Aunt Jingzhao lowered her head, and her cousin Li Yun said, "Grandma, weren't my parents imprisoned? My mom was just released a few days ago, and my dad is still in prison for reform. We really have nothing to eat at home, so we came to my aunt's house to borrow some food."
Grandma Jing was shocked: "How did he get arrested? How come I didn't know?"
The whole family has kept it from you.
The eldest uncle, Wei Chang, who was standing nearby, kindly pulled Jing Nai aside and changed the subject: "Mom, Dad, you've come all this way here, please go inside and rest. Jing Pan has been thinking about you. It's too dangerous outside."
The family hurried back in and closed the heavy iron door. Grandma Jing was worried about her eldest daughter, so everyone walked across the yard and into the house.
My eldest aunt Jingpan's home is in the town. The land is not valuable. The square yard is more than 200 square meters. There is a squat toilet in the upper right corner, the door to the apple orchard is in the upper left corner, the vegetable field is in the middle, the cellar is in the lower right corner, the lower left corner is connected to the main gate, and there is a row of houses on the far right, covering a total area of about 500 square meters.
When Jingshu came to the previous life, it was still a mud house. Six or seven years ago, the national policy improved and subsidized the cost of building materials in urban and rural areas. So every household built a beautiful red brick and green tile house, pasted tiles and painted latex paint, and paved the yard with cement. The decoration was almost the same as in the city, and it only cost
Less than 100,000.
Before the end of the world, a house like this with the land and built on it was only worth 200,000 yuan, and the apple orchard and several acres of land behind it were all owned by the state.
The nearest neighbor is 300 meters away...
Jingshu looked up at the original 2-meter wall, which had now been raised to more than 5 meters with cement, and was densely covered with nails and barbed wire.
There were a lot of piles of carrion beetle larvae at the door, which meant there had been a corpse there but it had been eaten. My uncle Wei Chang chose to ignore the people screaming on the ground, which showed that he was used to it.
It seems that my aunt's family is not as Jingnai worried. Jingnai always said that my aunt was too honest and simple and worried that she would suffer.
When they entered the room, the aunt was lying weakly on the kang. Grandma Jing walked over quickly and scolded Jing Pan first, then looked at the wound. The wound was not deep, but it was cut by a kitchen knife and the wound was a bit long. At least 20 stitches would be needed before the end of the world.
Jingpan had just wiped the wound with alcohol and wrapped it with a cloth to stop the bleeding. Now the wound has become inflamed and pus has oozed before it has healed. It has infected the surrounding area and the flesh has rotted.
"I'm asking for death... Where can I get you medicine now?" Grandma Jing pointed at her aunt's head. Grandpa Jing, who had been silent, finally said, "Alright, give the child some face."
Jingshu took out the medicine box and said, "Grandma, please open it first. I brought the medicine with me."
A group of people gathered around, looking at the wound with lingering fear. They watched Jingshu calmly deal with the festering area, and those holding flashlights were shaking a little as they held them.
Jingshu cut the cloth, scraped off the pus, and dug out the rotten flesh. Her hands did not shake at all and she moved very quickly, as if it was not human flesh but a pig's hoof... Jingshu then applied anti-inflammatory drugs and Yunnan spray to stop the bleeding, dripped a drop of No. 3 Lingquan, and then wrapped it with a bandage. She only took the anti-inflammatory drugs for three days.
Although Jingshu has a lot of medicine, they are all reserved for emergency use. Medicine will become increasingly valuable in the ten years after the end of the world.
It was Jingshu who just thought of dripping the spiritual spring directly on the wound. Last time she used one drop of spiritual spring on Wang Dazhao, Jingshu felt very distressed. Later, she suddenly thought that would it be more effective to drip the spiritual spring directly on the wound?
Then they caught the fat chicken No. 1 and an ordinary chicken for experiments. The skin of the fat chicken was so tough that it took a long time to cut a small hole. After several experiments on both, they found that the spiritual spring No. 3 had a significant effect on external injuries, and the effect was better for people who drank the spiritual spring regularly.
This discovery made Jingshu very excited. She now had another survival skill in the apocalypse. It seemed that she had to study the additional functions of the Rubik's Cube Space when she had time.
Feiji has been hiding from Jingshu complainingly recently, but every time Jingshu calls for dinner, he immediately comes running over happily. No one else can do that.
"It's not serious, it will be fine in three days." Jing Shu said calmly after putting away the medicine box. Of course, if there was no spiritual spring, it might be...
The family finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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