Zhong Mingwei gritted his teeth and looked at his bloody foot. It had been wrapped up yesterday, and he didn't know how badly it was hurt. Only at this moment did I see clearly that from the ankle to the entire top of the foot was a bloody mess. That's right, sliding down from such a high place. It is impossible not to injure the legs and feet. only…
"Ah!" Zhong Mingwei suddenly cried out in pain.
"Hold on a bit," Chen Qingxuan was also sweating in anxiety, and he put down the knife in his hand in a hurry. While wiping his face indiscriminately, he turned around and explained to Zhong Mingwei, "Yesterday you stayed in the snow with bare feet for too long. A large piece of meat here on the wound was frozen to death. At this time, the meat must be given to you." Scrape it off, otherwise the wound will not grow well, so you must not move it. I don’t have to cut the flesh from other places.”
Zhong Mingwei looked at the large piece of white flesh. He took a deep breath. While pawing at the bed sheet firmly, he nodded to Chen Qingxuan.
"Then I'll start." Chen Qingxuan took a deep breath. Holding Zhong Mingwei's leg with one hand, and holding the knife in the other. He leaned on Zhong Mingwei's ankle again.
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By the time Chen Qingxuan had gouged out the frozen rotten flesh on both ankles and calves, Zhong Mingwei's fingers had already tore out ten holes in the bed sheet, and even the mattress underneath was torn to pieces. It really hurts too much.
When Chen Qingxuan gouged out the last piece of necrotic rotten meat, he suddenly sat down on the ground. He looked at the small stall on the ground and the bloody meat, and his stomach was overwhelmed. He turned his head in a hurry and took a deep breath. After a few breaths, he still held back his vomiting, and then went to give Zhong Mingwei some medicine to stop the bleeding. After finally finishing his work, he realized that Zhong Mingwei had passed out from the pain, and the gauze that had been tightly tied on his hands was all taken away. The buttons were torn, and blood kept dripping onto the sheets, and Chen Qingxuan was too busy to wrap Zhong Mingwei's hands.
When everything was done, Chen Qingxuan felt that his whole body was exhausted. He supported the edge of the bed and stood up. While looking at the man who had passed out on the bed, he said silently in his heart that next time he went to the city, he must Buy some molasses and keep them scattered, otherwise it could kill people.
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When Chen Qingxuan came out of the room, Grandma Chen also just came out of the room, holding more than half a bowl of red bean porridge left in her hand, with an unhappy expression on her face.
"What's the matter?" Chen Qingxuan asked Grandma Chen while washing her hands, "Why do you have a somber face this early in the morning?"
"The girl said she had no appetite, so she ate two mouthfuls of red bean porridge, no matter how much she persuaded her, she stopped eating," Grandma Chen said sullenly, throwing the remaining half bowl of red bean porridge on the table, and sat down angrily. Continuing to scold A Chou, "I've been lying down for two days and two nights, and I still insist that I'm not hungry, and I still insist on going back to the mountain, and I don't want to see if I can get out of bed."
"She wants to go back up the mountain?" Chen Qingxuan was startled, put down the handkerchief in his hand, looked at the closed door behind him, frowned and said, "It's too ignorant, she's caught Typhoid fever is the worst thing you can’t see the wind, so where can you go out?”
"That's right, I told her the same way, but she couldn't listen to it, and all she wanted was to go home," Grandma Chen said angrily, "What do you think she wants to go home? Our house is missing Can't she eat or drink? Or does she think that the disease will be cured when she returns home?"
"Grandma, don't be angry, I'll go in and persuade her." Chen Qingxuan vaguely figured out what Ah Chou was thinking, and said to Grandma Chen immediately.
"That girl is so stubborn that even nine cows can't get her back. I'll see how you can persuade her." Grandma Chen hummed, and went to the kitchen to make medicine for Ah Chou.
When Chen Qingxuan came in, Ah Chou was struggling to put on her socks. As soon as she saw Chen Qingxuan coming in, she hurriedly put her feet into the quilt, and then pulled off the quilt to cover herself tightly. Looking at Chen Qingxuan with embarrassment, he said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Chen, why didn't you knock when you came in?"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was the one who was abrupt." Chen Qingxuan was so busy that he couldn't stop cupping his fists and apologized.
"No...it's okay, I made a big fuss," A Chou looked at Chen Qingxuan like this, felt very embarrassed, paused, and A Chou said again, "Mr. Chen, just now Grandma Chen said that I was too sick to go back home." Home, is this what you told Grandma Chen?"
"I was just about to tell you about this." Chen Qingxuan looked at Ah Chou with a sullen face and said, "You have been injured and your body is very cold. At this time, it is absolutely impossible to see the wind and cold, let alone going up the mountain. You can't even go out the door, you know?"