Lin Ying woke up six or seven times during the night, and Zhao Qinghuai also woke up six or seven times.
Fortunately, the patients' conditions were stable throughout the night.
He regained consciousness the next day.
Lin Ying left three pills, one for the patient to take daily. She also left a bottle of powder. The doctor had watched her use them and knew how to prepare them. Next was the ointment.
It needs to be used seven days later, after confirming that the patient's external injury has healed.
He should wear the patch once a day for a week before he can get up.
Two weeks later, he can try to walk.
During this period, rehabilitation massage should also be given to the patient's legs.
After giving these instructions, Zhao Qinghuai left with Lin Ying.
After returning home, Lin Ying realized that she hadn't brought her fan back.
At noon, after having lunch, Master Amu wound up the fan that Lin Ying had made, then sat in a rocking chair, drinking tea and enjoying the cool breeze—it was incredibly pleasant.
Lin Ying, on the other hand, could only bitterly plan to redo it for herself.
However, this time she plans to go to the town's scrap metal recycling station to see if there are any more suitable materials.
Lin Ying knew, of course, that sheet metal was the most suitable material. However, sheet metal was expensive. She couldn't afford it.
So this time she was looking for something like a rubber band.
However, to her surprise, she didn't find it at the purchasing station, but at the commune.
Lin Ying was a familiar face in the commune; these days, she was the only one who came to the commune to buy vegetables. Who didn't grow their own vegetables?
When Uncle Wu saw Lin Ying, he waved for her to come over.
"What brings you to town today?"
"I was looking for some materials, went to the scrap yard, but didn't see anything. Since I was already here, I thought I'd just stop by and take a look. How's business, sir?"
Uncle Wu waved his hand to show him: "What can you do? It's still like this. Last winter, you led the way and sold some of our straw mats, but now that it's hot, who wants them?"
Looking at Uncle Wu's belongings, Lin Ying couldn't help but sigh, "Uncle, can't you come up with something different? Selling straw mats in winter and cooling mats in summer? Who would use these thick straw mats in the middle of summer?"
Uncle Wu waved his hand: "A bamboo mat is a very precious thing, we can't do that kind of delicate work."
Lin Ying looked at the straw mat at Uncle Wu's house and said, "Why can't you make a straw mat? It's just a matter of making it more refined. Ula grass and reeds can both be used to make straw mats. If you want to buy a cheaper one, make it rougher; if you want a higher price, make it more refined. It's not that complicated."
Uncle Wu glared at her: "It's not that simple!"
Lin Ying giggled because Uncle Wu was mimicking her speech.
Lin Ying waved her hand: "Come on, let me show you what I'm capable of today! Anyway, you can't sell these straw mats, so let me come to your house for a free meal today, okay?"
Uncle Wu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Really? Come on, come on, your aunt will be so happy to hear that. Go back and tell your aunt to stew the old hen at home!"
Lin Ying patted the frame: "Why are you messing with my aunt's manhood? There's meat in here."
Uncle Wu couldn't help but glare at them again. His eyes were big, and his glare was quite intimidating: "You think you can eat my food? That's disrespectful!"
Lin Ying didn't argue with him: "Alright, are we taking these back, or just leaving them here?"
Uncle Wu simply told Uncle Zhou from the neighboring clay pot family to keep an eye on things, and then said to Lin Ying, "Let's go to Uncle's house!"
Lin Ying once again boarded Uncle Wu's carriage.
Now that the crops have been planted in the fields, everyone has some free time.
Uncle Wu is a man who can't sit still. He also wants to bring more money back to the village. These days, no one has an easy life.
When Uncle Wu returned to the village, all the gossiping aunties saw Lin Ying.
Some people couldn't help but joke with Uncle Wu without thinking: "Hey, Village Chief Wu, you didn't sell any straw mats, but you did bring back a beautiful wife!"
Uncle Wu glared at him again: "What are you babbling about all day long? Comrade Lin Ying is a military wife! We sold so many straw mats last year thanks to her. Her aunt has been saying she wanted to invite her back for a meal for a while, and she only just found the time now."
Only then did everyone realize that the girl was a military wife. They didn't dare offend a military wife, so naturally they didn't dare say anything more.
To be honest, Lin Ying thought these older women were much better than the military wives in the compound.
These people wear their emotions on their sleeves, which actually makes them easier to get along with, so she naturally greeted them, "Hello, aunties~"
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