As soon as the steaming hot braised pork was served, everyone went crazy, their chopsticks constantly reaching for the large bowl.
Everyone's chopsticks were aimed at the large chunks of fatty meat.
The meat wasn't cooked long enough, but that didn't stop everyone from devouring it.
A large bowl of meat was emptied in less than five minutes, and even the potatoes were snatched up.
Sun Shengtian picked up the large basin, soaked his entire flatbread in the broth, then scooped it out and stuck out his tongue to catch it, not wasting a single drop of the broth.
Seeing this, everyone followed suit.
Hu Zhenbo helped Shulan bring out the pork rib soup, and in no time, it was devoured.
They even chewed up and swallowed the bone fragments.
No one expected Zhong Misu to be lying on her deathbed.
Not a single person asked where Su Qiaoqiao had gone.
Then Jiang Aiguo slapped his forehead: "Why didn't we leave any for that guy with the broken leg?"
Sun Shengtian picked his teeth: "Old Jiang, that guy didn't get to enjoy the food, whose fault is that?"
Shulan blushed and let out a burp: "Didn't you say that the meat was paid for by someone else? This is my fault! I was thinking of reserving some for myself, but you guys kept nagging me until my head was about to explode!"
Sun Shengtian scoffed, "What's there to keep! That five yuan he gave us was for carrying him all the way down the mountain! Five yuan is more than enough for him!"
Shulan walked towards the stove: "I think I'll... cook him some more food and send it to the clinic!"
Sun Shengtian rolled his eyes: "Whatever!"
...
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill at the village clinic, they tidied up the yard and were about to leave when Jin Dachun stopped Su Ruyi: "There's a patient with a broken leg lying on the treatment bed in the front yard of the clinic. Go and set his bone!"
"Huh?" Su Ruyi was stunned. "Master, why didn't you say so sooner?"
“He’s not in a hurry,” Jin Dachun said slowly. “Alright, go ahead!”
Su Ruyi quickly lit a lantern and ran to the front yard. When she shone the lantern, she discovered that the one with the broken leg was Zhong Misu.
Under the orange light, Zhong Misu's face looked extremely haggard, and her eyes were blank and unfocused as she looked over.
Su Ruyi put on a mask and a white coat, her face expressionless: "How did you break your leg?"
“I fell on the back mountain and landed on a cliff more than three meters deep,” Zhong Misu replied, his voice hoarse.
Su Ruyi frowned, hung up the lantern, and examined his leg.
Extremely serious, the most serious kind.
Open fractures are the most difficult to treat.
As Su Ruyi moved, Zhong Misu let out a muffled groan.
The cross-section of his broken bone was not smooth; there were many bone fragments of varying sizes.
Su Ruyi probed out with her divine sense and discovered that there were also quite a few bone fragments inside the muscles of his calves.
That scumbag really smashed to pieces!
Su Ruyi did not hesitate. At this moment, in her eyes, Zhong Misu had become an ordinary patient.
As she shifted into a more comfortable position, she asked, "Where in Haicheng is Zhong Zhiqing from? How many siblings do you have?"
Zhong Misu frowned—what was she doing?
In fact, Su Ruyi was just trying to distract him.
As she asked questions, her hands didn't stop at all. She decisively removed the fixing branches and began to put him back in place.
Stretch it, align it, and release it.
"Ah!!!" Zhong Misu screamed in agony.
Su Ruyi pressed down on his leg tightly: "Don't move! If you don't want to be crippled, don't move!"
Zhong Misu was covered in cold sweat, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly: "I...I didn't move!"
Su Ruyi pressed down on his leg and began to release her divine sense, aligning all the tiny bone fragments one by one.
This is an open fracture with many bone fragments.
If all the bone fragments aren't pieced together, his leg will definitely be crippled.
Su Ruyi used her divine sense to control the bone fragments, first clearing away the blood stasis and some tissue adhering to the bone fragments, and then, like a jigsaw puzzle, restoring the bone fragments piece by piece to their correct positions.
Zhong Misu sensed something was wrong.
He secretly propped himself up a little and saw Su Ruyi pressing his broken leg with both hands, but her eyes were a little vacant.
At the same time, he clearly felt his leg bones moving under his skin.
His eyes widened, and he blurted out, "It's you!!!"
It turns out, Su Ruyi wasn't his "test," Su Qiaoqiao was!
Su Ruyi glared at him, only then realizing he was peeking. Her eyebrows shot up immediately: "Shut up! Lie down!"
He quickly lay down.
After expending so much spiritual energy, Su Ruyi was soon covered in sweat.
She used her divine sense to remove the beads of sweat that were about to flow into her eyes, and this time, Zhong Misu saw it clearly.
Sweat, under normal circumstances, cannot flow into the sky.
Unless, the owner of this bead of sweat can control it with their mind.
Now he was absolutely certain—he had mistaken his lover for someone else.
Zhong Misu felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she could no longer feel the excruciating pain of her broken leg.
He lay there like a corpse, while Su Ruyi pieced together his bones, applied herbal medicine, bandaged him, and put on a splint.
“You have an open wound on your leg, so you can’t put a cast on it. I’ll change your dressing every day from now on, and you can put a cast on it after about two weeks when the wound has healed. Try not to move this leg as much as possible, and you shouldn’t get out of bed for at least three months!” After saying that, Su Ruyi took off her mask, removed her white coat, and was about to leave.
"Su Ruyi!" Zhong Misu called out to her.
Su Ruyi turned around, her small face flushed from drinking a little alcohol, and a hint of annoyance on her face: "Is there anything else?"
Zhong Misu opened her mouth several times, unsure of where to begin, and finally only managed to say, "I'm sorry!"
Su Ruyi didn't even give him a look before turning around and leaving.
As I was leaving, someone bumped into me.
It's Su Qiaoqiao.
As soon as Su Qiaoqiao saw Su Ruyi, she tried to push her again.
Su Ruyi took a step back, picked her up, and threw her into the treatment room: "If you touch me again, I'll break your claws!"
Su Qiaoqiao was thrown to the ground, pouted, and burst into tears: "Why did you push me? You're just an apprentice of a village doctor, while my grandfather is the most famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Haicheng! Your master isn't even as good as his toes! What's with the attitude?!"
Upon hearing this, Su Ruyi felt her mind flutter for a moment.
She left without saying a word.
When Zhong Misu heard Su Qiaoqiao's voice, and thought about how he had treated such a willful, capricious, vulgar, and mercenary girl as his lover from five lifetimes, and even used half of his merits to kill someone for her, he felt it was utterly absurd.
How could I be so stupid?!
Su Qiaoqiao had already reached Zhong Misu and pressed her hand on his injured leg: "Isn't it not broken?"
Her fingers were pressing on his open wound.
Even through the bandages and herbs, the pain was still excruciating.
Zhong Misu grimaced and said, "Don't you fucking touch me!"
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