Jiang Yan didn't say anything, but handed the pink thermos cup in her hand to Mo Shiyao, and said sincerely:
"Shiyao, drink this cup of water first."
Mo Shiyao was indifferent.
She looked at Jiang Yan quietly, a trace of despair flashed in her eyes, and murmured:
"My grandfather doesn't want me anymore, and my two brothers don't want me anymore."
After saying that, she hugged her legs with both hands and drooped her head again.
Jiang Yan then noticed that Mo Shiyao's white and delicate hands had a lot of red and swollen spots because of the cold weather.
It was frostbite.
She took off her backpack, took out a box of cooling oil and a pair of fur gloves, "Shiyao, apply this, and then put this on."
Seeing that she was talking to Mo Shiyao very patiently, but Mo Shiyao ignored her, Lin Xiaohui walked over and whispered:
"Jiang Yan, she must have been psychologically stimulated, and she needs some time to recover."
After speaking, she glanced at the Tiger brand cooling oil in her hand, "Let me do it."
"Okay." Jiang Yan handed the cooling oil to her and looked at Mo Shiyao again.
For such a proud person, the betrayal of relatives and the current situation, such a psychological blow is indeed not small.
In an instant, Jiang Yan suddenly remembered her past experience. At
the beginning, she learned that her mother was betrayed and murdered by her stepfather, and was imprisoned in the basement after the end of the world and became a two-legged sheep in the plate of Song Deming and Xiao San.
At that time, her heart was more despairing and desperate than Mo Shiyao.
However, her hatred was obviously greater than Mo Shiyao's inner confusion.
After all, on one side were her unrelated, heartless stepfather and mistress, and on the other side were her two brothers and grandfather who had spoiled her since she was a child.
Jiang Yan took a deep breath and collected her thoughts.
"Ms. Mo, I'm a doctor. I'll help you apply the medicine. Be good, ah~" Lin Xiaohui said softly as if coaxing a child, and put the frozen cooling oil by the fire to heat it up a little, and then reached out to take Mo Shiyao's hand.
This time, Mo Shiyao didn't shrink back.
There were only two piles of charcoal in the room, and there was some smoke, and the lights were very dim.
Lin Xiaohui applied the ointment very slowly, blowing gently on her palm while applying it.
Jiang Yan's eyes accidentally swept across Mo Shiyao's palm, and she was frightened for a second.
She had excellent eyesight, and saw at a glance that in addition to the red chilblains on Mo Shiyao's white palm, there were also many crescent-shaped marks with blood scabs. It
was obviously pinched by her own fingernails.
"Doctor Lin, if it's possible, let her drink this glass of water later." Jiang Yan said, and stood up without making a sound.
"Okay." After Lin Xiaohui finished speaking, she subconsciously glanced at the pink thermos cup, and a trace of doubt emerged in her heart.
It seems that there was not so much hot water in the cup before.
Jiang Yan glanced at the room, and heard footsteps and voices coming from another entrance.
It was Su Dai, Sun Jingtao and two other soldiers.
"Jiang Yan, look, we found something!" Su Dai walked in with a happy face.
Jiang Yan glanced at her hand, "Helmet?"
It was a special metal helmet, silver-gray, and looked more like a collectible.
"This is not a helmet, it's clearly a pot!" Su Dai said happily, "Old Sun said that as long as we remove the cushioning layer inside, we can have hot water to drink! We
can also cook goose soup! Cook rabbit soup! Oh, no, I'm hungry just talking about it!"
"Jiang Yan, we also found a lot of furniture in the room next door. But those furniture are fixed to the ground and the wall. We have to come back to ask Old Zhao to get the axe." Sun Jingtao also said happily.
With those furniture, we should be able to hold on temporarily in such cold weather. (End of this chapter)
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