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In order to save her nephew, Deng Hongling did not refuse, but just thanked him repeatedly.

Before Feng Qingxue went out, she first treated the wound on her forehead, wiped off the blood, disinfected it and sprinkled anti-inflammatory medicine on it, and then taped it with a piece of white gauze that had been stacked several layers high. A closer look revealed that her scalp, forehead, neck, and cheeks were all covered with scars, most of which were small and fragmented, except for the long and deep scars on her face, and her dry and yellow hair was cut into a mess.

Noticing Feng Qingxue's gentle gaze, Deng Hongling smiled bitterly and said, "My family background is not good. We fight every day. Those people beat us up. I'm used to everyone avoiding me. Now I just want to save Xiaowu's life."

Feng Qingxue patted her shoulder and said, "It will be fine. As long as you are alive, there is hope."

Deng Hongling's tears instantly slid down, and she wiped them hastily, "I'll go wipe the wine off Xiaowu."

Feng Qingxue also took out a thermos bucket from the bamboo basket, turned around and went out, bought half a bucket of rice porridge and a few vegetarian buns, and took out a few boiled eggs from the space on the way.

Deng Hongling had already used her method to cool down her nephew physically, and said awkwardly, "I don't have money now, can you give it to me later?"

Deng Hongling finished the porridge in one breath and shook her head, saying, "My parents died early, and I grew up with my brother. My brother was sent to the northwest farm, and I haven't seen him since the day he was sent. I wanted to visit him, but the control here was strict and I was not allowed to leave. I was paraded and criticized every day, and I had to take care of Xiaowu. Seven or eight years have passed in a flash, and I don't know whether my brother is alive or dead now. My brother would not have fallen to this point. It was my sister-in-law who wrote a letter of denunciation, saying that our family was a big landlord and that my brother had the intention of rebelling. She also divorced my brother with the consent of those people and severed ties with our family, and even didn't want her own son anymore."

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Feng Qingxue's heart moved.

Feng Qingxue remembered that Zhao Anbang's father had been sent down to the Northwest Farm, and now he was able to return home to spend his old age, so she said, "What's your brother's name? I'll ask someone to find out."

Feng Qingxue poured the porridge into the broken bowl on the broken table and said casually, "You don't have to pay me back. It didn't cost me much."

"My brother's name is Deng Nan. He is an officer. It was our family background that got him into trouble."

Deng Hongling was stunned for a moment and whispered, "You are such a good person."

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, "If you really want to give, donate it to the orphanage when you are able to, which is equivalent to paying me back."

"Xiaowu is much better now. You saved his life. How can we take it for granted that you spend money without paying it back?" Deng Hongling insisted, "Please leave me your name and address. When I have money, I will pay you back as soon as possible."

"I just can't be hard-hearted towards the child. Are you two the only ones left in your family?"

Deng Hongling choked up and said, "Thank you, doctor."

Lu Jiang once said that Shi Guantao, Zhao Yong and he were three of the five people in their company who survived. There were two others, one of whom was named Deng Nan, who had lost contact a long time ago.

"Eat something first. I'll feed your nephew." Feng Qingxue raised her hand. "Don't refuse. Your nephew is in a coma and you can't feed him. I'm used to taking care of patients. I know how to make him swallow."

He had too many comrades and communication was inconvenient, so he was only able to contact some of them.

"Did your brother participate in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea?" Feng Qingxue asked.

Deng Hongling nodded and said, "Yes, we are very close to the Northeast. The first battlefield my brother went to after joining the army was the Korean battlefield, and he later became the head of a regiment."

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. . . I came back alive, o(╥﹏╥)o

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