Lisco's American Life

David's experience was that he could tell at a glance that Jimmy's abdomen was injured.

"Don't you still have a day off? Let's fix it today."

Jimmy looked at David with a normal expression in surprise, as if he was saying something unrelated.

Jimmy felt warm in his heart and responded quietly.

David didn't bother much, passed Jimmy and prepared to walk to the pasture.

"By the way," after taking two steps, he stopped as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Jimmy, although we are colleagues, we live together and are more like a family."

He paused, an embarrassed look on his face.

After all, he is a tough cowboy and a tough guy. These soft and tender words made him feel very awkward even when he said them.

"What I mean is that if you need anything, you can talk to us directly and we will try our best to help you."

He turned around and stared into Jimmy's eyes with sincere emotion.

Jimmy was stunned. This was not like the boss he remembered.

"Okay, I get it. I will."

David patted Jimmy on the shoulder and then left. Jimmy, who was standing there, felt his nose was sore and his eyes were starting to turn red.

He held his head high and tried hard to control his tears. You know, he didn't even cry when he was beaten by William and Aidan.

David walked towards the ranch, and the cowboys were nearby helping to strengthen the fence. Because what happened at Les Ranch, David felt that the seemingly indestructible fence was no longer so safe.

"Hammer, something seems to be wrong with Jimmy. He is injured. I let him rest. You go back and see if there is anything you can do to help."

David greeted Hammer, who had always treated Jimmy as his own son. When he heard this, he quickly put down the tools in his hands, said something, and walked towards the dormitory.

"What's wrong with Jimmy?"

When the cowboys on the side heard that he was injured, they put down their tools and gathered around David, asking about him with concern.

Ever since Jimmy came to the ranch, although he was clumsy at first and was disliked by everyone, he was hardworking and willing to work, and he quickly got started. Anyone who needs help on weekdays is happy to help, so everyone slowly

They all accepted this ranch boy.

The relationship got better and better, and everyone liked Jimmy very much, a man who didn't talk much and always worked quietly. They also sincerely accepted Jimmy's identity as a cowboy.

Now that I heard that Jimmy was injured, I was very concerned about his condition.

"I saw that he had difficulty moving, so I let her rest. He refused to tell me, and I didn't know what happened."

David shrugged helplessly.

Jimmy slowly staggered back to the dormitory. He moved to his bed, then lay down on it, adjusting his posture to shift his body's center of gravity away from the injured ground.

After everything was completed, he relaxed his tense body and let out a long breath.

"Bang."

Hammer rushed into the dormitory and went straight to Jimmy's bed.

"What's wrong? Are you injured?"

He looked at Jimmy with concern, and the scars that could not be concealed made him angry.

"Who did it?"

Jimmy looked at the concerned Hammer and tried his best to appear happy. He opened the corner of his mouth and said,

"It's okay, they're just two gangsters. It doesn't have much to do with me. They just got beaten a few times. Don't worry."

Hammer was also an old cowboy. He looked at Jimmy's mouth that twitched from time to time and his forehead with veins, and knew that things were not that simple.

"Let me see your injury." Hammer helped Jimmy up and took off his clothes.

"Hiss~"

The visible marks, the scars on Jimmy's belly, each one are filled with black and purple.

It looks terrible.

Hammer was full of anger. The injury in front of him was definitely not the ordinary gangster that Jimmy said. Generally, gangsters can't steal money, and they wouldn't be so ruthless. After all, robbery is one thing, and a serious beating like this would mean running to death.

Go.

"Shall I take you to the hospital?" Hammer supported Jimmy and asked Jimmy's opinion with a serious look on his face.

"I'm much better. There's no need to go. I just need to rest."

Jimmy rejected Hammer's proposal. He was already in a tight situation and had to find a way to raise money to get rid of William's entanglement. He didn't want to spend any more money on this.

Hammer looked at Jimmy and saw that he had a determined look on his face. He carefully observed the injuries and found that although these injuries looked horrible and had bruises, most of them were flesh wounds, so he was not so insistent.

He walked back to his bed, took out a bottle of ointment from his backpack, and threw it to Jimmy.

"Here, rub it. This is what we have been using. It is very useful for bruises like this."

It is normal for cowboys to be hit by cows or kicked by horses, so they usually have some useful ointments that they have tested. After all, they cannot go to the hospital every time this happens. These ointments can

It speeds up recovery and is very effective.

Jimmy looked at the ointment that was packaged casually, with hesitation written all over his face. After all, the appearance showed that it was unreliable.

"You brat, don't believe it. After using this, your body won't hurt tomorrow and you will be fully recovered in three or four days. It's very precious. I only have this bottle, and I don't want to use a lot of it myself."

Hammer came over, took the ointment from Jimmy's hand, opened it, and felt a pungent smell.

He dug out a little bit from it, then put it in the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and then applied it to Jimmy's wound.

"Hiss~ You must be gentle."

As soon as he pressed on, Jimmy leaned back subconsciously, and then spoke to Hammer while gasping for air.

"Ah~"

Hammer smiled and remained silent, then kept moving his hands, wrapping his body around Jimmy's body to prevent him from moving at will, and then rubbed the injured area.

Jimmy grinned and screamed at the sudden pain, and the screams spread far away.

"Bite your teeth and hold on, you have to rub it into the meat to heal it quickly."

Jimmy knew that Hammer would not hurt him, so his screams immediately turned into groans. He fell on the bed, tilted his head and bit the quilt on one side.

"alright."

After a few minutes of rubbing, when Jimmy was about to pass out from the pain, Hammer let go of his hand.

Jimmy felt that his injured area was now burning, but the pain had really subsided a lot.

"Hey~ This is really good. Where did you buy this hair oil-like thing?"

He looked at the ointment in his hand, which had square characters he didn't recognize written on it.

"Come on, I'll tell you this quietly."

Hammer's expression was full of mystery, and Jimmy subconsciously moved his body closer to him, pricking up his ears and listening.

"I used to have a Chinese colleague, and he told me that this is called safflower oil, and it is a famous medicine with a long history in China."

The three words "safflower oil" were spoken with the correct accent. Jimmy, who was looking at the other side, also had an expression of understanding. He also read it secretly several times to make sure that he had remembered this awkward pronunciation.