Nongmen space small landlord

Chapter 40
The crowd was clamoring, everyone was yelling to find a doctor, but Lao Zheng stopped them with his last will, "Don't go to the doctor, I...I'm fine, let me...take it easy."

Seeing Lao Zheng who was in pain and sweating, everyone was stunned for a moment, and they understood almost instantly that they were not willing to spend the money because they were fine.

None of the families who came here to work were well-off, and now when Lao Zheng spoke, everyone fell silent.

Seeing that Lao Zheng was in so much pain that he didn't dare to touch his legs, he went to help him up and leaned against the pillar, and helped him to roll up his trouser legs. As a result, the helpers were startled by the pull, and the onlookers even exclaimed , "This is too scary!"

It was too late for Lao Zheng to stop him. Seeing his swollen, festering and even foul-smelling wounds exposed, he tilted his head so that no one could see his expression. He also knew that his leg might be useless.

"Let me see." Everyone was still surprised that Lao Zheng's wound was so horrible, but a clear and tender voice sounded in their ears. They saw a small figure squeezed into the crowd and walked up to Lao Zheng, not caring about the stench. smell, and even checked Lao Zheng's wound with his hands.

When He Ping heard the voice, he thought he heard it wrong, and when he looked again and again to confirm that it was the girl Ye, he was also a little surprised. He just wanted to stop her, but then he thought of the little girl who said before that Lao Zheng's wound would fester and fester if he didn't treat it properly. , This will be a comparison, it is actually right.

He obviously thought it was impossible, but seeing the little girl checking the wound with skillful movements and her indifferent appearance, He Ping resisted talking.

"It's too dirty, little girl, don't look at it, it won't dirty your eyes." Lao Zheng had already calmed down a bit. Seeing Ye Qiu squatting beside him, he heard the voice of a little girl, and hurriedly stopped him. "The doctor said that my leg is too long to be cured. Now I want to use it as long as I can, and then I can only resign myself to fate."

These words inevitably make the people who work together look sad.

The little girl said indifferently, "It's a bit more troublesome to treat the wound, but it can still be cured. But I don't have enough things and it may hurt a little. If you can bear it, I will treat it for you now."

Ye Qiu looked up, but saw Lao Zheng looking at him in surprise, followed by hesitation.

She understood immediately, "No money."

Others heard the words and only said that it was not a matter of money or not. The doctor said that the leg could not be cured, and a little girl said it could be cured. Who would believe this?

Unexpectedly, Lao Zheng agreed.

It's not that he believes in Ye Qiu, but that this leg is too important to him, as long as he thinks about the elderly and children at home, Lao Zheng doesn't care so much.

Regardless of whether the little girl was joking or not, he had to try, anyway, this leg was useless.

Ye Qiu also knew that everyone present, including Lao Zheng, didn't believe her, but he didn't care.

He got up and looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on He Ping, "Uncle He, I need a few things, can I trouble you to find them for me?"

He Ping didn't know if Ye Qiu could cure the disease, but he knew that this Miss Ye was someone that Brother Zhao valued. Even if he wanted to persuade him, he couldn't find a way to talk about it, so he nodded, "Miss Ye, tell me what you want first, and you can find it." I'll find them all for you."

Everyone in the cabin knew He Ping, and they usually worked with them, but he was indeed the steward here, so he had a bit of weight, so he was surprised to see him being so polite to the little girl.

"Some spirits, candles, a sharp knife, these for now, I will prepare the rest."

Taking He Ping to get ready, Ye Qiu wanted to get things for an excuse, so he went to the counting room and entered the space to find the ointment he made not long ago, and the clean plain cloth he bought last time.

The originally busy crowd was so worried about Lao Zheng's affairs that they couldn't care less about their work, but now they heard that the little girl was going to treat Lao Zheng's illness, so they couldn't help but stay and watch. There were quite a lot of people crowded in the cabin.

When He Ping came back, Ye Qiu had already arrived.

She asked the people around to step back, and asked someone to find a discarded wooden board, and asked Old Zheng to lie on it.

Ye Qiu also knew that this move was a bit risky for her, because the environment and tools were not perfect, but her keen sense of smell could help, and the medicine in her hand was enough for emergency, so she dared to try it.

No matter how the other people exclaimed, he lightly roasted the sharp blade on the fire first, and if Lao Zheng could not react, he just picked off the rotten dead meat with one knife.

At first, Lao Zheng didn't know what the wooden stick that Ye Qiu asked him to put in his mouth was for, until the pain of cutting flesh swept through his body, he clenched his teeth and quickly got a fishy smell in his mouth, he didn't understand the purpose.

Looking down at the bleeding on his leg, he was dizzy for a while, and forced himself to look away and dare not look any more.

The people next to them felt their scalps go numb. They watched the little girl cut off the flesh on Lao Zheng's leg as if playing, and then slashed a few times to let the blood stay. Zheng's face was so pale that he was about to faint, and someone wanted to go up and stop him.

But before it passed, the little girl seemed to open her eyes behind her back, "He won't die at first, but if someone disturbs me, it's not sure."

One sentence made those people withdraw their hands in an instant, and at this moment they were already planning for the worst in their hearts.

Even He Ping felt that he had made a stupid decision, why did he go crazy and think that a little girl could cure diseases?

After thinking about it, he felt uneasy, finally gritted his teeth and left quietly. He went to find brother Liu, if this continues, it will be over if there is a death.

What He Ping didn't know was that not long after she left, Ye Qiu pressed the dagger that never stopped pressing against Lao Zheng's wound.The hot iron made a 'sizzling' sound on the flesh, and the meat could still be vaguely smelled of burnt meat.

As a result, someone retched, followed by someone who couldn't stand it and ran out of the boat.

Ye Qiu didn't say a word about these things, she still did her own thing calmly.

The level of disinfection in ancient times was too low, and the best way to use it in an emergency was to use fire. Although the wound was a bit ugly, it was really practical.

No one saw that Lao Zheng's horrible wound was no longer bleeding.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu wiped the wound around the wound with small steps. She kept holding Lao Zheng's leg with one hand to prevent him from struggling. This was a continuous movement from the moment the flesh was cut.

Lao Zheng himself also found out that just now he couldn't bear the pain and subconsciously curled up his legs, but found that he couldn't move at all. He thought it was because his legs were useless, and he began to despair in his heart.

Therefore, I didn't notice that Ye Qiu applied medicine to the wound after the severe pain after the pig iron was scalded, and the place where the medicine was applied felt a cold feeling, and even the pain seemed to be reduced a lot.

"It's ok. No matter how poor you are, you need to be treated for injuries. You have two choices now. You can rest for a few months and do nothing until the wound recovers, or you can go to the doctor tomorrow and ask him to follow you. Change the medicine, but it will take a long time to recover."

Ye Qiu also felt that he had been here for too long today, so he quietly left without paying attention to the expressions of others after saying this.

She planned to go to the bookstore today, and it seems that she is running out of time, but she can go to the county government. The last agreement with the county magistrate's wife has not been completed, so she has to meet.

(End of this chapter)