After returning to the cave camp, several people worked together to carry three large wild boars into the cave. They placed the prey at the innermost part and covered them with thick hay to cover up the bloody smell.
There is still a lot of space outside the cave, so we sleep here at night. Doubao has brought a lot of hay and firewood.
There is a small stream flowing down from the cliff nearby, which was discovered by Zhang Wenyong and his team in the afternoon, so it is very convenient to get water now.
Lian Xiaomin was outside the cave. She washed her face with the water that Zhang Wenyong poured for her from the water bag, and then washed her hands carefully with soap. She planned to stitch Hu Zi's wound so that it would heal faster.
Doubao boiled some water and put it in an aluminum lunch box to cool it down. When it was warm enough to use, Huzi took off his jacket and half of his clothes, revealing his injured left arm. The bone was fine, so it was okay to move it.
Lian Xiaomin wet the sterile gauze she brought with water and wiped the blood and stains around Hu Zi's wound. She then used sterile tweezers to hold new gauze, dipped it in iodine and began to clean the wound.
After a little inner struggle, she took out the anesthetic needle and tetanus shot from her bag and gave them to Hu Zi.
No matter what, after being together for a long time, these situations may occur again. She has medicine, so why let others suffer and take risks? She has space supplies but doesn't use them. She feels suffocated and afraid of everything. This is not her style.
Anyway, this kind of stuff exists in this era. If asked, just say that you found a way to get it on the black market and you can let Mr. Qian back you up. Then you can send "Lin Zi" to talk to Mr. Qian.
The few small cuts on Huzi's arm were not serious, as they were covered by the fur coat. But the biggest wound was more serious, so she sutured it with a cosmetic needle. Then she applied medicine powder and bandaged it.
After receiving a local anesthetic injection, he put on sterile gloves and used tweezers to hold the needle for suture. Hu Zi didn't feel any pain at all.
Zhang Wenyong watched from the side with a flashlight. They all brought medicine for knife wounds, but they didn't use them. In the past, when hunters were injured, they would just clean the wound, apply medicine, and bandage it. They never used stitches.
Lian Xiaomin caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye and saw that the person next to her had a light wheat-colored face and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, beginning to look inquiringly.
As expected, Zhang Wenyong thought for a moment and asked, "Xiaomin, is this the anesthetic needle? What is the other needle? How did you get it? This is a good thing!"
Lian Xiaomin thought to herself, just listen to me while I make it up for you.
He said what he had prepared: "Yes, there are local anesthetics and general anesthetics, but they cannot be used carelessly and must be used in accurate doses. The other shot I just received was a tetanus shot. If you need it, I can introduce you to someone who can get it after we return. I learned how to suture wounds from a grandfather doctor who was demoted to the village in my hometown. He used to work in a large hospital in Beijing and had superb medical skills. After all, my father and second uncle also go hunting all the time, and that grandfather taught me how to suture them several times, so I learned it."
Zhang Wenyong nodded. Suturing is just like that. It can be done anyway, although it is not as... deft as Xiaomin looks. But it would be great if we could get this medicine in the future.
After Lian Xiaomin was done, she patted Hu Zi on the shoulder and said, "Brother Hu Zi, this stitch uses special thread. You don't need to remove it. It will melt away on its own. It's a hassle. I have some oral Western medicine here. I got it with great difficulty. You can take one pill after dinner."
Hu Zi thanked him repeatedly: "Thanks to Xiao Min, our Five Tigers team is really different with you."
Lian Xiaomin... Five Tigers? Little Tigers? Five Little Tigers? What kind of name is that... It sounds a bit tiger-like.
Zhang Wenyong propped his chin with one hand and pouted: "He said, the five of us are the Five Tigers making trouble in Tokyo."
Lian Xiaomin couldn't help but burst out laughing. Your brothers were in danger of losing their lives. It was the Five Rats in Tokyo, and you seamlessly integrated yourself into the show.
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As night fell, Doubao had already started a fire and cooked rice at the cave entrance. He and Wang Xintian had already killed a hare and three pheasants. They took them to the stream, cleaned them, and brought them back.
Lian Xiaomin saw this and smeared some of the seasoning she brought with her, and then everyone grilled them all.
Pheasants are not big in size, and after cleaning up each one, there is less than two pounds left. The rabbits are quite fat, and after removing the fur and other small parts, they are still quite large.
With Doubao's skillful operation, it was quickly baked and exuded a charming aroma that made people drool.
Some things, even sometimes just a smell, can instantly touch people's emotions and bring back many scenes and fragments of the past.
Lian Xiaomin couldn't help but think of the night markets she had visited and the barbecue restaurants she had eaten in the year 2023. Now, she realized again that those things and that kind of life were completely away from her and would never exist again.
And miraculously, she found herself in front of a cave deep in the mountains and forests in 1968.
Looking up at the deep and distant night sky, she suddenly felt an incomparable loneliness, but this loneliness was quickly replaced by a warm and true friendship!
At this moment, the friends were chatting around the fire, their voices were not loud but their mood was very high. Doubao kept passing her shredded chicken legs and rabbit legs, looking at her face with a pious look, which made everyone laugh.
He and Huzi told the other two again and again how Xiaomin snatched the tiger and food from the pig's mouth today and saved Huzi and Doubao.
Every time they talked about the most dangerous moment, Zhang Wenyong, who was sitting next to Lian Xiaomin, kept turning his head to stare at her. At first he was smiling, but later his eyebrows became a little twisted. Lian Xiaomin didn't know what was wrong with him.
When they said that Xiaomin was too late and couldn't even fire her gun, so she had to pick up a knife and fight hand-to-hand, Zhang Wenyong felt even more upset. He was the one who brought the person here. Why wasn't he there during such a dangerous situation? He was careless.
If it was a little soldier, he would have been beaten up to teach him a lesson and not take risks again. When he met those wild boars, wouldn't they all hide in the trees? But now facing Xiaomin... forget it. Xiaomin's abilities seem to be more than just hunting.
Even though I knew it was no problem for her to kill a few wild boars, I still felt uncomfortable.
Even Xiaomin had noticed something. She hooked her arm around Zhang Wenyong's shoulder like a boy and consoled him, "Brother Sanyong, you have to have enough confidence in me. For example, you are definitely stronger than a wild boar, right? I only had two moves to defeat you. Of course, I know you gave in to me, but even if you didn't give in at all, just like the wild boar did to me, I would just have to spend a few more moves and still defeat you. That's all!"
Zhang Wenyong listened carefully to every word at first, but after hearing the last part, he felt something was wrong. After careful consideration, he understood a little: "You said I was a wild boar! You bad girl!"
Lian Xiaomin had already gotten up and quietly slipped into the cave. Zhang Wenyong jumped up and chased after her to settle the score with her. Everyone's laughter echoed faintly and melodiously in the night sky.
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