With fire, the light in the cave lights up.
A fire burned next to Zhao Dashan, and soon after, other people came over to borrow the fire and lit many fires.
Cheng Wanwan sat on the ground and carefully looked at the wound on the back of Zhao Dashan's head by the firelight. After the cloth was torn open, a shocking wound was revealed. A large piece of flesh was turned outwards. It was not known whether it was infected.
In modern times, such an injury would have to be sewn up, but she didn't know how to do it. It should be said that she didn't even know how to do ordinary needlework.
She turned back and spoke slowly: "Which sister-in-law is better at needlework? Can you come over?"
Madam Huang immediately stood up and came over: "Gongren, I can sew and embroider. I'm not very good at needlework, but I can get a good rank in Huaihua Village."
"Then come here and help me." Cheng Wanwan took out a bottle of disinfectant from his side, put it in a bamboo tube, and handed it to Huang Niangzi's hand, "First wash off the blood and water on the back of his head."
Her hands were shaking and her mind was a little restless. She was afraid that she would make a mistake and could only leave it to others to do it.
After Mrs. Huang learned that her man was not dead, she became much calmer. She took the bamboo tube, picked up a piece of clean fine cotton cloth that she got from nowhere, and carefully cleaned Zhao Dashan's wound. During the process, Zhao Dashan There is no consciousness.
After a while, the wound became clean. Cheng Wanwan saw the skull in flesh and blood, and her heart suddenly trembled.
Madam Huang's face was also a little pale: "Gongren, let me help Mr. Zhao wrap up the wound..."
Cheng Wanwan shook his head, then took out the needle and thread specially used for surgery and handed it to Madam Huang: "Sew up this wound."
"Wha, what..." Madam Huang thought she heard wrongly, "Sew the wound? What do you mean? Gentleman, a civilian woman can't understand..."
Cheng Wanwan clenched his fists.
She didn't know exactly how to operate it, but she couldn't let it go, just... let's treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
She said softly: "Just think of it as a piece of torn cloth that needs to be sewn up with needle and thread. Don't waste time and get started."
"me……"
Madam Huang didn't dare to answer the question at all.
Cheng Wanwan closed her eyes: "This is an order, I will bear all the consequences."
Huang Wei came over and held his wife's hand: "Just listen to Mr. Sui."
Madam Huang had no choice but to hold the needle and thread in her hands tremblingly. Her man looked at her silently, and she finally gained some courage and gradually calmed down.
The needle and thread have been threaded, she just needs to operate it. She tells herself over and over again that this is a piece of cloth, and she just needs to sew this piece of cloth...
She began to operate. When it sank in, she forgot about her fear. She lowered her head and worked extremely finely with each stitch. In a short while, she sewed up the huge wound on the back of Zhao Dashan's head...
"Thank you."
Cheng Wanwan spoke softly, then took out a clean gauze and helped Zhao Dashan carefully wrap up the wound.
Immediately afterwards, she blocked everyone's view with her body and gave Zhao Dashan some medicine that must be taken after the stitch operation.
Finally, deal with the injuries to the right arm and leg...
After doing all this, she sat on the ground exhausted as if all her strength had been taken away.
Everyone in the cave looked at her, and no one dared to speak.
Something happened to Mr. Zhao in their village. This is the biological son of the Suigong people. They are afraid that...
Cheng Wanwan rested for a while, and then she had the energy to pay attention to the affairs of Huaihua Village. She said slowly: "There were more than two hundred people who went up the mountain together, why are you the only ones left?"
There were only seven or eight middle-aged men in the villagers present, and the rest were all elderly people, women and children.
Upon hearing her question, many people began to cry softly.
Huaihua Village was walking out and told what happened in a hoarse voice.
More than two hundred of them followed Zhao Dashan up the mountain and chose a river where the current was not too strong to go upstream. The temporary boats were overturned by the rapids as soon as they got off the river, and several children were swept away by the current on the spot. ...In the end, there was really no other way. The men in the village joined hands and formed a fragile human wall. They stood in the water, trying to block the rapids and protect the old, weak, women and children in the village from leaving first...
The only men who survived in the end were the four men who opened the way in front and the other four in the back. Madam Huang's man was among them, so he survived.
Cheng Wanwan had a thousand words in his mind and opened his lips, not knowing what to say.
Having seen so many people fighting for profit, I always don’t want to believe that there are really people who are willing to sacrifice their lives to save others, but this incident did indeed happen. Otherwise, how could so many old, weak, women and children do this? How about crossing that fast river safely?
Li Zheng asked in panic: "The Suigong people are here, and the people from the imperial court will definitely come too. Can we be saved?"
Cheng Wanwan nodded: "Of course there will be help, but it's raining heavily outside, and people from the court won't be able to come here for a while. Let's take a good rest first and conserve our strength."
More than 100 villagers in Huaihua Village breathed a sigh of relief. They had been hiding here for two days, watching the water rise little by little, and watching the entire county being submerged. They were really afraid... afraid of being forgotten, afraid of being abandoned. , afraid of dying in this cave...
But with Sui Gongren's words, they believed that the imperial court would definitely come.
"People from Suigong, there are some wild fruits here." An old woman came over tremblingly, holding four or five dates in her hand. "All the animals on the mountain have disappeared, and these are the only wild fruits left. Please don't dislike it, people from Suigong." .”
This old woman was the one who Zhao Dashan risked his life to save. Her husband's surname was Yang, and everyone in the village called her Sanpo Yang.
Grandma Yang has been sitting in the corner crying, blaming herself so much that Zhao Dashan is still unconscious, and her eyes are swollen from crying.
Cheng Wanwan thought that if she didn't take the wild fruit, Sanpo Yang would hide and continue crying.
She had no choice but to take the wild fruit and curved her lips with a slight smile: "Thank you."
Sanpo Yang's expression became more relaxed, as if she had completed a sacred event.
Cheng Wanwan took the wild fruit and took a bite. It was very sour and not very delicious, but she heard the sound of swallowing saliva around her.
She raised her head and saw many children staring at her, no, staring at the fruit in her hand with greed.
The women quickly took their greedy children away, not allowing them to be embarrassed here.
Cheng Wanwan asked: "Can't you find anything to eat nearby?"
Li Zheng sighed: "There is only one wild fruit tree nearby. We plucked them all on the first day we fled up the mountain. Each of us divided more than twenty. Fortunately, Mrs. Yang still had four or five left. Suigong people Eat it quickly, although it is a bit sour, it will fill your stomach at least."
Cheng Wanwan nodded to express understanding.
She glanced outside the cave. It was already completely dark. There were many invisible dangers in the forest at night. It was obviously not possible to go out to "find food" at this time. She could only wait until tomorrow.
In fact, she was not that hungry. She handed the remaining three wild fruits to the three nearest children: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."
The mother of those children immediately spoke: "Sui Gongren, they have eaten and are not hungry at all..."
With that said, he hurriedly dragged his child away without giving Cheng Wanwan any chance.
The lives of people like them are worthless, and it’s nothing if they die. Suigong people must not die, they must live to wait for the imperial court’s rescue...
