After agreeing on a plan, the village chief arranged for someone to go with the Yun family guards to handle the matter.
Everyone silently sorted out the luggage that had been damaged by the bandits.
Dr. Lin is treating the seriously wounded. Lin Yiheng and Liu Ji are both injured.
Liu Ji's injuries were not serious. When he was thrown to the ground by the bandits, he had some abrasions on his hands and body, which only required some medicine.
Lin Yiheng was seriously injured this time. He was slashed on his right shoulder, and the cut was long and deep enough to expose the bone.
Lin Shuo tore off strips of cloth to bind the wound, but blood still seeped out and the bleeding did not stop.
"What should I do? I wonder if this will affect my handwriting in the future?"
Li Shulan was completely distraught. Her eldest son had just started his education at the age of three, and this wound couldn't afford to delay his future studies and exams.
Grandma Zhao, clutching a tattered bag, looked equally anxious. "Did you go to call Doctor Lin?"
Lin Yizhang said, "Grandma, Dr. Lin will treat the seriously injured first. He said to first use a clean strip of cloth to tie it to stop the bleeding, and if that doesn't work, press it down with your hand."
"Where should I press?" Li Shulan's hands trembled uncontrollably.
Lin Shuo was not there; the village chief had assigned him to help dispose of the bandits' corpses.
Looking at Lin Yiheng, whose face was pale from blood loss, and the three women—mother-in-law and daughter-in-law—who were at a loss for what to do.
Lin Yinan stepped forward, "Mother, let me do it."
Li Shulan felt as if she had been granted a pardon, and without questioning why she had bandaged herself, she immediately stepped aside and gave her her seat.
Lin Yinan untied the bandage; blood was still gushing from the wound.
"Ah! She's still bleeding!" Old Mrs. Zhao exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang helped the old lady up, equally at a loss; even slaughtering a pig hadn't frightened her this much.
Lin Yinan frowned slightly, noticing that there were not only the three of them—her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law—but also several younger children, including Lin Yi'an and Lin Yichun, gathered around.
"Grandma, Auntie, please go and boil some water. We'll need it later."
Then he turned to Li Shulan and said, "Mother, take An'er and the others away."
Then he instructed Lin Yizhang, "Second brother, go and light two torches."
Only the brother and sister remained. Lin Yiheng turned to look at his bloodied and mangled shoulder and said weakly, "Anan, are you scared?"
He remembered that his sister wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken.
"I'm not afraid."
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Lin Yinan took out disinfectant and a skin suture device from her spatial storage and put them in her bundle.
Lin Yizhang quickly crossed with two torches, and under the firelight, the exposed flesh of the wound looked even more gruesome.
Lin Yinan found a clean gauze, poured disinfectant onto the wound, and carefully cleaned it little by little.
"Anan, who taught you how to bandage your wound?"
Seeing her skillful movements, Lin Yiheng gasped in pain.
"I learned it from my master," Lin Yinan said casually.
Even Lin Yizhang, with his boldness, turned his head away at this bloody scene, unable to bear to look.
Lin Yizhang: "Sister Anan is amazing!"
After a while, Lin Yinan finished cleaning the wound, and Lin Yiheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The wound is too big and won't heal well; it needs to be stitched up," Lin Yinan reminded him.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yiheng felt as if ants were biting his shoulder.
He turned his head and saw Lin Yinan holding a strange object, which she was nailing back and forth on the wound.
"What's this?"
Lin Yinan glanced at him. "A skin stitcher, for stitching up wounds."
Judging from her skillful operation, it seemed like this wasn't her first time using it.
Lin Yiheng: "Was it also taught to you by your master?"
"Um."
A moment later, when Zhang brought over a basin of hot water, Lin Yinan had already treated her wound.
Seeing that the bandage on the wound had stopped bleeding, Zhang exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, it's not bleeding anymore."
Lin Yinan took the basin of water and wrung out a cloth to help him wipe.
Lin Yiheng snatched the cloth with his unaffected left hand, frowned slightly, and said with some helplessness, "Yizhang can wipe me down, you go and rest."
Once outside their camp, Lin Yinan saw Li Shulan applying medicine to Liu Ji.
In several conflicts, Liu Ji bravely rushed to the front, proving himself to be much stronger than some of the men in the village.
The air above the entire village was thick with the stench of blood. To prevent the smell from attracting wild animals from the mountains, each camp lit two bonfires.
As Huang Guichang walked past the campsite, he stood up to greet her, only to see Lin Yinan approaching Lin Shuo carrying meat.
"Anan, the village chief's family gave each family that went to help a piece of meat. Come on, let's have some stewed meat for your grandma." Lin Shuo said with a happy expression.
Seeing that his expression was normal and he wasn't frightened, Lin Yinan felt relieved.
"Uncle, has the village chief finished slaughtering the cow?"
"It's done."
"I'll go take a look."
Lin Shuo wanted to say, "Don't look, it's too bloody," but remembering that she even dared to behead bandits, she swallowed her words and instead instructed, "The villagers are exchanging meat over there. Take a look and come back quickly."
"knew."
Lin Yinan walked towards the direction where the villagers were gathered.
She encountered many villagers on the way, and the timid ones would walk around her in fear.
The bolder ones would warmly greet her, and some would even slip her dried vegetables or wild vegetable pancakes.
The village chief slaughtered the cow right next to the well. At this point, only half a cow's head remained, with some bones and internal organs left unprocessed.
Lin Yinan stepped forward, bent down to examine it closely, and decided to take the beef offal home to stew.
"Hey! Anan, you're here. Tell your uncle what you want." The village chief greeted her warmly.
Faced with the hospitality of others, Lin Yinan smiled shyly and asked, "Uncle, why isn't there any tripe?"
"Hey, Dr. Lin took the tripe to make medicine. It doesn't taste good. Uncle will cut you some meat."
As he spoke, he picked up a knife and prepared to cut off the best cut of meat from the hind leg for her.
Lin Yinan quickly refused, "No, no, I just want some mixed vegetables to take back and stew. My uncle has already taken the meat."
Lin Fu scratched the back of his head. "I'll go find Doctor Lin and get you some tripe."
"Oh, Uncle Fu..." This man was too enthusiastic, and Lin Yinan was a little overwhelmed.
"It's alright, let him go."
The village chief waved his hand dismissively, deftly cut off a large piece of meat, and tied it up with straw rope.
He may be old, but he's still sharp. Every time there's danger, it's always Nan who rushes to the front. To be honest, no man in the village can compare to her.
If it weren't for her and the Yun family, the village wouldn't be as orderly as it is now.
Beside him was a pile of unwanted internal organs. The cow's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys had long been replaced by the villagers. Lin Yinan squatted down and pulled out the cow's small intestine from a pile of cow intestines.
"Uncle Village Chief, can I have this beef intestine?"
The village chief rushed over, snatched the beef intestines from her hand, and stuffed the tied-up meat into her hand.
"Take this. What's so good about beef intestines?"
Lin Yinan looked at the meat in her hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I just love eating this."
Cai Chang sighed, pulled out all the beef intestines, cut them with a knife, and tied them up with rope for her.
Lin Fu, who had gone to ask Dr. Lin for some tripe, also returned, carrying half a cleaned tripe in his hand.
Finally, Lin Yinan put down a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao before carrying the beef home.
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