Chapter 97 Little Feather and the Fracture
The injured boy still hasn't woken up.
The first thing Su Yun did after getting up was to check on the other person's condition.
"How is it?" Ye Feng stood by the door, just as Su Yun came out carrying a basin of water. She had just changed the other person's dressing.
"It should be better now. I feel better than yesterday. I can drink more than half a bowl of rice porridge now."
As it turned out, the orcs were indeed more resilient. After a night's rest, the other party's face finally regained its deathly pallor.
"He should wake up soon," Su Yun said gently, closing the door. "It will probably take some time, but all we can do is wait..."
"Okay." Ye Feng nodded, took the bowl from Su Yun's hand, and said, "Let's go eat something first."
Su Yun: "Okay, we need to process these fruits quickly later."
The main room was piled high with fruit. All the winnowing baskets and hampers were brought out and used. Because the fruit had accidentally gotten wet, its shelf life was shortened, so Su Yun planned to make all of the fruit into canned oranges today.
Making canned oranges is not much different from making peaches or loquats, except that you need to remove the white membranes on the orange segments, otherwise the canned oranges will have a bitter taste.
It's very annoying to peel off this membrane with your hands.
Fortunately, Su Yun had a trick: first, she would briefly blanch the orange segments in boiling water, then immediately plunge them into cold water to cool them quickly. This utilizes the principle of thermal expansion and contraction to loosen the white membranes. Then, she could gently rub them with her fingers to remove them perfectly. This method was clean and quick, and it was taught to her by her college roommate, a girl from the north who had a special fondness for canned fruit. She not only loved eating it but also enjoyed making it herself and often shared it with them.
So Su Yun also learned a lot about canning from her, such as making yellow peaches and loquats.
After preparing the orange segments, you need to make the sugar syrup. Then, pour the orange segments into the syrup and cook for a while before bottling them.
This time, Su Yun found a large glass jar. Judging from its shape and size, it used to be used for pickling chili peppers, but since there were too many oranges this time, Su Yun used it to store orange syrup.
When you want to eat it, put it in a small bowl.
Pot after pot of oranges were boiled into syrup, and the whole courtyard was enveloped in a sweet and fragrant aroma, as if someone had accidentally spilled a jar of honey, enveloping the courtyard in it.
The night breeze loved the sweet scent, constantly sniffing the air and saying, "So fragrant, so fragrant."
Su Yun also loved the sweet scent, feeling as if she were inside a jar of honey. "It smells so good! With this scent, even my dreams would be sweet!"
Night Breeze nodded in agreement: "Yes, dreaming of you makes even dreams sweet."
Unbelievable! Even cats have learned to say cheesy pickup lines.
Taking the opportunity, Su Yun patted the tips of the cat's ears and laughed, "Alright then, try your best to dream about me!"
Night Breeze nodded vigorously, its eyes shining as it gazed at Su Yun.
Looking at the cat's enthusiastic eyes, Su Yun suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. She prided herself on surfing the internet for a long time and was theoretically a seasoned "veteran," but when faced with this enthusiastic and straightforward little chick, her weak and helpless nature was exposed. She turned her head away shyly and changed the subject, "Let's try it first. It's a little cool now, so it should be edible."
The canned mandarin oranges have a particularly beautiful color. The glass jars are crystal clear, and the mandarin oranges inside are bright and golden in color, making the syrup look like candied fruit. The large, distinct segments of mandarin oranges make your mouth water.
Su Yun took out white porcelain bowls and filled one bowl for each person.
The two of them then sat on the steps, holding their porcelain bowls, and began to eat.
Upon taking the first bite, Su Yun felt as if she had fallen into a honey pot. The oranges were already very sweet, but those soaked in sugar water were even sweeter.
It's sickeningly sweet.
"Wow, this is too sweet. It seems we need to reduce the amount of sugar." Su Yun exclaimed that it was too sweet.
"Really? I think it's fine. It tastes good like this... If you don't like it, I can eat it for you..." Ye Feng has always liked sweet things, and this canned oranges was a favorite of his. He quickly offered to finish it all.
Ah, it's really sweet and delicious, especially the syrup, which has a sweet and refreshing orange flavor that's irresistible.
"Be careful not to get cavities, you still need to cut the sugar in half." Su Yun pinched the cat's face and firmly refused.
The kitten's eyes widened and its ears perked up when it heard the news. "What?! Will I never be able to eat such delicious syrup again?"
This looks delicious, why didn't you make it?
The cat was heartbroken and couldn't believe it.
Su Yun found it amusing and pinched the little ear: "Eating too much will cause cavities. We're out of toothpaste, so you can't eat anything too sweet."
Ye Feng looked slightly disappointed, but still obediently agreed: "Okay."
He understands the reasoning, but he's still a little sad.
Seeing the kitten's disappointed look.
Su Yun was both helpless and amused, "I made a lot of sweetened things before, and since they're all yours, they'll last a long time!"
Su Yun pointed to the several large jars displayed on the shelf. They had been busy all morning and had already produced a lot of finished products.
They're all incredibly sweet.
"They're all yours!"
The little ears perked up excitedly again. "Really? All of these are for me? That's wonderful!"
Upon hearing this news, Ye Feng was so happy he wanted to pick up Su Yun and spin her around.
"Okay, okay, don't get excited. You can only eat one bowl a week! Eating too much will ruin your teeth."
"Only one bowl a week?" Upon receiving the latest news, Ye Feng slumped down again. He thought that this time there would be plenty of sweet soup and he could finally achieve sweet soup freedom. Unexpectedly, he was back to square one.
Su Yun explained, "Eating too much is bad for your teeth. You can only have two bowls a week at most, no more!" To avoid upsetting the kitten, she added a tiny bit more.
“Okay…” Ye Feng was a little sad, but he still agreed seriously.
However, just as the two of them were discussing how to divide the sugar water...
The boy, who was lying unconscious on the bed, was awakened by the rich aroma. Looking at the two people by the door discussing how to divide the sweet soup, his first words were: "Ah, I'm so hungry, can I have a bowl?"
The two people were startled by the sudden sound of voices and turned around abruptly.
It turned out that the boy who had been unconscious on the bed had woken up at some point and was standing at the door staring longingly at the bowl in their hands, his stomach making a rumbling sound.
It seems she woke up from hunger.
"When did you wake up? Are you alright? Do you feel any discomfort?" Su Yun stepped forward and inquired about the other person's injuries.
The boy stared intently at the half-eaten orange syrup in her hand, which Su Yun hadn't finished because she thought it was too sweet.
"Can I have some of this?" the boy asked longingly, pointing at the sugar water in Su Yun's hand.
"Want some more? I'll get you another bowl."
"It's alright, it's alright, no need to trouble yourself, I'll just eat what you leave behind." The boy quickly waved his hand, being very "polite".
Su Yun gestured to Ye Feng to fill another bowl. "It's alright, there's plenty more at home. I'll get you a fresh bowl." Su Yun smiled and pointed to the pile of tangerines at home, then handed Ye Feng the freshly filled bowl of tangerine syrup.
The boy took the bowl and buried his head in it, eating heartily. "Mmm, this is so delicious! So sweet, so good! This is the first time I've ever tasted anything this good!"
"How was this made? It looks so delicious!"
"It's so delicious!"
The thin boy buried his head in his food, sighing with emotion as he ate, almost shedding tears.
"Don't rush, there's still some in the pot. Eat slowly." Su Yun served the other person another bowl of porridge. Just eating desserts isn't enough; they need some carbohydrates to restore their strength.
Su Yun served some corn porridge with a little salt, thinking it would help the patient replenish their energy.
"Mmm, this porridge is delicious and fragrant. What did you add to make it so fragrant? This is the first time I've ever eaten such delicious porridge. Thank you for giving me something to eat, thank you for saving me..." The boy held the bowl of porridge, tears welling up in his eyes, and he almost knelt down to express his gratitude.
Su Yun: "How are you feeling? Besides being hungry, is there anything else that's bothering you?"
"No, no, thank you so much!" The boy buried his head in his porridge and shook his head repeatedly.
"Huh?" Su Yun was stunned.
As soon as this guy woke up, the first thing he did was eat two bowls of sugar water and two bowls of porridge. He didn't seem to care about his injuries at all. It seems like he's not quite right in the head.
Could he have been injured when he fell?
Su Yun stared at him, pressing him for more information, "When we found you, your wings seemed to be badly injured. Do you feel any discomfort now?"
Su Yun pointed to the other party's injured wing.
The boy then came to his senses in a daze. "Huh? Am I injured? No wonder my back hurts so much... Let me see..." As he spoke, he suddenly spread his wings with a "whoosh," and his right wing opened smoothly all at once.
But on the left—
"Ouch, ouch, ouch~ It hurts so much! It hurts so much~" The boy finally put down the bowl and touched his wings.
"Don't move around if it hurts!" Su Yun hurriedly stepped forward, signaling the other to retract its wings.
The curly-haired boy, finally snapping out of his shock at his injured wing, retracted it and began to sob, clutching it: "Waaah, my wing is injured, I can't fly anymore. What am I going to do? Am I going to become a crippled bird? Waaah, my wing, my wing... what am I going to do! It hurts so much... Waaah, I don't want to..."
The boy sobbed softly, his voice childish and mumbled, somewhat like the chirping of sparrows.
Su Yun stepped forward, "Open your mouth wider so I can take a look? Maybe I can make a small diagnosis."
"Really?" The boy stopped crying and looked at Su Yun expectantly with teary eyes.
"I'm not sure either, let's see how it goes."
"Um!"
"It might hurt a little, just bear with it for a moment." Su Yun reached out and slowly touched the other's wings. The wings were covered with thick feathers, smooth and warm, and felt wonderful to the touch.
When the boy spread his wings, they were more than two meters wide, with some black patterns on them, which looked a bit like the patterns of a sparrow. No wonder he was a bit of a chatterbox.
"Waaah, am I going to be crippled?"
Su Yun reached out and carefully examined the feathers, slowly searching through them. There were no obvious external injuries or bleeding points under the feathers.
Slowly feel down along the bone...
When you touch a bump...
"Ouch, it hurts so much! Right here, right here..."
"Oh, is that so? Then I think I understand." Su Yun roughly figured out the problem.
"How is it? Is there any hope for me?" The boy looked at Su Yun with teary eyes and a hopeful expression.
Su Yun: "It's not a big problem, I won't be crippled, it's probably just a fracture."
"What is a fracture? Can it heal?" the boy asked, puzzled.
Su Yun smiled and said, "It means the bone is dislocated, the bone is broken... Of course it can be fixed, it's just that... it's just that no one here knows how to set bones..."
"Huh?" The boy was immediately dumbfounded. "Nobody knows how to set bones?"
......
After a conversation, Su Yunyefeng finally figured out the origin of the bird-man boy. The boy was called Little Feather and was a beastman who had lived in the north since childhood. Due to the lack of resources in the north and the cold winter, he could no longer survive and prepared to fly to the farthest island in the south, Coconut Island. Unexpectedly, he encountered a storm in the south and, due to his lack of experience, he accidentally fell from the sky.
"You mean Coconut Island has returned to normal life?" Su Yun asked while applying medicine to Little Feather.
"I heard that many cities with relatively good environments and climates have slowly recovered. Coconut Island was originally an island, and I heard that it was initially designated as a refuge island. However, the marine life mutated and increased in number, and there were also giant sea monsters, so it couldn't be controlled at first... But after many years, the army worked hard for a long time and finally stabilized things a bit... Now most of the survivors have chosen to go there, and I heard that some bases have had their electricity and water supply restored. I passed through a small city not far from here before, and there is a relatively peaceful settlement there."
"Oh, I see..." Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief, finally hearing some good news. It turned out that everything was slowly returning to normal. Then she remembered something else: "So your wings can be saved too?"
Little Feather looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Su Yun reached out and poked the other's wing. "Even if it's broken, we won't set it. You have two choices: either go back to the outpost you passed by earlier and find a doctor to take a look, or let us give it a try."
Little Feather tried hard to recall the small city he had passed through, which was probably several hundred kilometers away from here. He had already flown for two whole days to get there.
So he said with difficulty, "How about you guys help me answer it?"
Su Yun understood, gave an "OK" sign, and patted her chest to show that there was no problem. Ye Feng had been studying an old hen for an afternoon and was now able to successfully remove and reattach the hen's wings... I think your wings are similar to chicken wings, so there shouldn't be any problems... As she spoke, she pointed to the corner next to the well.
Little Feather turned to look at the corner, where the silent cat-eared beastman was holding a plucked, bald old hen. He was repeatedly prying off and reattaching the hen's wings with a "snip," each deft movement causing the poor hen to tremble...
Little Feather couldn't bear to look any longer at the inexplicably tragic scene in the corner, silently thinking, "Ah! This—it should be alright, right???"
Seeing Xiao Yu's skeptical look, Su Yun remained confident and calm. She patted her chest and said, "Look, we've experimented so many times, practiced extensively, and have plenty of practical experience. There's definitely no problem!"
Seeing Su Yun's confident and certain expression, he almost agreed.
But just then, a soft gasp came from the corner: "Ah! Sorry, I used too much force and accidentally tore it off—"
Little Feather turned her head and saw the cat-eared beastman holding up a bloody chicken wing with an innocent expression and a calm apology.
He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wing, and his whole body trembled. He immediately decided, "Um... I think I should go see a doctor!"
Author's Note:
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!
Have you eaten mooncakes?
Of all the mooncakes I've eaten, I still think Guizhou ham mooncakes are the best.
It's just too expensive, I couldn't bear to spend the money, so this year I just borrowed one from a friend.
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