Chapter 159 Aunt Chen Comes to Ask for Fever Reducer
"Both of them are very good." Jiang Ling nodded.
"Manager Liu, if I need a large quantity of these two types of fabric, say around 5,000 bolts of each, what would the approximate price be?"
She estimated that cloth, unlike grain, could be reused. This quantity should be enough to last for a while.
Manager Liu's eyes lit up upon hearing this; this was a major client!
He immediately took out his calculator, did some quick calculations, and quoted a very favorable package price.
Jiang Ling wasn't very familiar with the specific market prices for fabrics, but she felt that the price was lower than she had expected.
It seems this manager knows how to win over customers.
She bargained a little more to round it up, and the two parties quickly reached an agreement.
"No problem! We'll go with this price!" Jiang Ling readily agreed.
"Please have Manager Liu arrange for a worker to deliver this to this address."
Jiang Ling left the address of the shop next to Jixiang General Store.
There were too many things, and they were taking up too much space in her shop.
After the deposit was paid last time, the lawyer contacted Mr. Li, and Mr. Li handed the keys to Jiang Ling.
After all, it's just an empty shop, so even if the ownership isn't transferred, there won't be any loss.
"Okay! Don't worry! We can arrange delivery today! We guarantee it will be delivered to you on time!"
Manager Liu was all smiles, never expecting to close such a big deal so quickly.
After paying the deposit and agreeing on a delivery time, Jiang Ling left the textile factory.
Instead of returning to the warehouse immediately, she went to a nearby supermarket and ordered a batch of thick cotton socks, work gloves, and cotton hats.
As the weather gets colder, these are supplies that displaced people and impoverished villagers urgently need.
Let's prepare it in the shop first, and then we'll deal with it when we need it.
I also bought some daily necessities and food, as well as some vegetables.
Not long after she returned to the grocery store, the textile factory's truck arrived.
Following her instructions, the workers carried the heavy bolts of cloth into the empty shops next door and stacked them neatly.
Soon, a corner of the warehouse was filled with new supplies, and the air was filled with the smell of new fabric.
Looking at the new mountain of fabric in front of her, Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
We've managed to stockpile some of the two most basic supplies: grain and cloth.
The next step is to deliver these supplies to those in need in a reasonable and discreet manner.
She locked the warehouse door, closed the iron gate, and pushed open the wooden door that connected the two worlds once more.
The sun has risen, and the dew in the air is gradually dissipating.
There are still four days until the fabric delivery date, so there's no rush.
The only problem is that I'll have to move it over little by little overnight, which will be a hassle.
She is considering whether to open a door in the wall shared by the two shops.
The idea was rejected as soon as it came to mind.
It's not that there's no open space next to the shop, but if the neighboring shop also moves in, creating a building out of thin air in the village, she would become the target of everyone's anger.
Having finally managed to suppress the rumors about Goddess Jiang from a while ago, she didn't want to stir up any more trouble.
Just then, a familiar figure rushed over, panting, "Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang..."
This is Aunt Chen, who lives at the east end of the village.
"What's wrong, Aunt Chen? Don't rush, tell me slowly."
Aunt Chen was panting, her face filled with anxiety and pleading.
"Miss Jiang, please, have mercy, give me one of those fever reducers from the Western Regions! My neighbor's young man... I'm afraid he's not going to make it!"
Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak when Xiao Ran walked over and said, "Sister Jiang."
"Xiao Ran is here."
Xiao Ran glanced at Aunt Chen at the door and quickly interjected, "Sister Jiang, Aunt Chen has been waiting at the door every day for the past three days. Her neighbor's young man was injured a couple of days ago and is now suffering from a high fever. He's just waiting for you to open the door and give him his medicine."
Jiang Ling was even more puzzled upon hearing this.
The room next to Aunt Chen's house has been empty for many years, hasn't it?
She had been walking around the village quite a bit these past few days and had noticed that the courtyard was always locked and overgrown with weeds.
But seeing that Aunt Chen was so anxious that tears were about to fall, Jiang Ling didn't bother to ask any more questions and immediately said:
"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll get the medicine and come with you to see him."
She turned back to the shop, quickly took out strong antipyretics from the medicine box, and considering that she was injured, she thought for a moment and also brought anti-inflammatory medicine.
Following Aunt Chen to the house next door, we found it was indeed the house that had been empty for many years.
As you approach, you can smell a faint stench of blood mixed with a faint stench of decay.
The wooden door wasn't locked; it creaked when pushed.
The house was bare and dimly lit. Against the wall, a makeshift bed was made of four planks and covered with half of yellowed straw.
Lying on it was a young man of about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with his eyes closed, his face flushed, and his breathing rapid and weak, clearly suffering from a high fever.
The coarse cloth garment on his chest was soaked with blood, leaving a large patch of dark brown.
Jiang Ling squatted down, carefully lifted his shirt, and gasped.
The wound was half a foot long, with dark edges and oozing yellow pus, clearly indicating a severe infection.
This can't be solved with fever reducers.
In modern times, such a deep knife wound combined with infection and high fever would require immediate wound cleaning and intravenous infusion, and in severe cases, surgery. The oral medication she had could at most temporarily lower the fever, but it couldn't save her life at all.
With her limited medical knowledge, she dared not attempt to treat the condition rashly.
Aunt Chen leaned closer, her voice trembling, "How is it, Miss Jiang? The doctor we called yesterday said that if her fever doesn't break by tonight, then... then there's no hope."
Just as Jiang Ling was about to speak, footsteps came from outside the door. Grandpa Zhao walked in with an old man with a goatee and carrying a medicine box, followed by several villagers with worried expressions.
When Grandpa Zhao saw Jiang Ling there, he felt as if he had found his pillar of support:
"Miss Jiang, you're here too? That's wonderful! Please take a look, Shi Ying is badly injured! Doctor Sun, please take a look as well!"
He quickly called to the elderly doctor who had come with him.
Jiang Ling immediately stepped aside: "Uncle Zhao, my skills are not good enough, and I dare not make a diagnosis for such a serious injury. Please ask Doctor Sun to take a look first."
Dr. Sun did not refuse.
She stepped forward, first checking the man's pulse, then examining his eyelids, and finally carefully untying the strip of cloth that was soaked in blood.
When the old doctor saw the grotesque, everted wound, surrounded by redness and swelling, and even faintly oozing yellow fluid, his brows furrowed tightly.
"This wound... has already festered and become infected with pus. It seems that you have been injured for several days. Why wasn't it treated sooner?!" Doctor Sun straightened up, his tone tinged with reproach.
Aunt Chen hurriedly explained, "Dr. Sun, you don't know, Yingwa has been away from home for several years now. He said he went out to learn martial arts so he could avenge his parents who died unjustly... He only secretly came back the night before last! We vaguely heard some noise here and thought we'd been robbed. My husband mustered up his courage and came to check, only to find it was him! He was already like this then, so we rushed to get a doctor..."
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