Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

"My sister-in-law was sorry for you in the past. I will never speak ill of you again. My sister-in-law just has a bad mouth. You don't remember the faults of others."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao's mouth twitched.

You can just scold people secretly, why are you slapping yourself in front of everyone now?

As if you are afraid that others will not know!

"I will cooperate with Grandpa Huang to try my best to treat Brother Dalin. As for whether we can save a life, no one can guarantee it."

When Aunt Liu heard that she was not sure, she became even more panicked.

That won't work, she only has such a son, "Young girl Xiao! Why are you angry at auntie? I have no complaints at all, but auntie really can't live without Dalin!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao was speechless. What kind of logic does Aunt Liu have?

You don’t think she holds grudges about the past and are unwilling to save her son, do you?

Cheng Shuitian, who had just been bandaged, scolded, "Okay, don't cry and cry there. They are all from the same village. If they can be saved, Doctor Huang and Xiao Yatou will naturally save them. Why are you causing trouble?"

Cheng Shuitian, who had an angry face, saw his son's face getting paler and paler, and his mother-in-law kept nagging about his old ways. She was really stupid.

Aunt Liu was most afraid of her man. She was so shocked that she collapsed to the ground and could only cry on the sidelines.

"It's troublesome!" Cheng Shuitian apologized to the two of them.

Doctor Huang didn't say anything and asked someone to prepare a clean tent.

Although they had sufficient medicine for their wounds, several of the seriously wounded had used a lot of medicine. Now there was not much hemostatic medicine left. Cheng Dalin's wound was so deep and wide that it might not be able to stop the hemorrhage if there was not enough medicine.

Cheng Xiaoxiao had someone tighten the upper part of Cheng Dalin's thigh with a strip of cloth, and cleaned the powder around the wound. The wound was still bleeding, but it had only slowed down.

Sure enough, the aorta was injured.

Cheng Dalin's wife helped her mother-in-law up, staring at the tent eagerly, crying non-stop. At this moment, she could do nothing but cry.

Huang Zhongyi and Cheng Xiaoxiao discussed the surgical plan. Only the aorta can be sutured to completely stop the bleeding, but it is a blood vessel!

Huang Zhongyi didn't dare to take action, fearing that Cheng Dalin's life would be lost if his hand shook.

In the end, it was Cheng Xiaoxiao who performed the surgery, and Huang Zhongyi took the step, biting the bullet, because Cheng Dalin was already unconscious at this time and would die if he didn't rescue him. Now he can only act as a living doctor.

Cheng Xiaoxiao quietly replaced the suture with sterile catgut, sprinkled disinfectant, and used antibiotics. This was the first time she had done such a double-layer suture, and the operation took two hours to complete.

Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was still frightened, breathed a sigh of relief and finally finished it. She was exhausted.

At this time, it was already bright outside the tent. The people waiting outside did not sleep. They kept waiting anxiously and watched Huang Zhongyi walk out first.

They all came forward to ask.

Huang Zhongyi nodded reluctantly, "The operation was relatively successful. As long as we can survive the twelve-hour fever period of the infection, we can save our lives."

When Aunt Liu heard that her son would not know whether he would survive for another twelve hours, she felt depressed for a moment and almost fainted. Fortunately, her daughter-in-law supported her.

"My poor son! Why don't you see other people being injured so seriously? You are the most seriously injured. This is bullying my son's honesty! God is so unfair!" He howled and cried at the same time.

The matter has been settled, and everyone is not willing to listen to Aunt Liu complaining about everything.

They shook their heads and left one after another.

"That's enough, my son is not dead yet!" Cheng Shuitian couldn't help but lose his temper.

Aunt Liu was so frightened that she suddenly stopped talking and bit her lip. Tears couldn't stop falling from her eyes, and the man didn't look good at all.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was too sleepy and was about to go back to the tent to catch up on some sleep, but his stomach growled again.

"I'm so hungry!" I smelled the fragrance just after I said it.

Sure enough, the sister-in-law had already prepared breakfast, "I know you will be hungry when you come out, so go ahead and eat!"

Looking at the steaming millet porridge in front of him, Cheng Xiaoxiao felt even hungrier!

"Thank you, sister-in-law!"

At this time, everyone was having breakfast, and the most discussed topic was the wolf attack last night.

Last night's thrilling event caught everyone off guard, and for the first time they experienced the hardships of the outside world.

If they want to survive in this cruel world, they may have to experience more dangers, encounter greater crises, and how to save themselves when the time comes.

But the ferocious wolves taught them a good lesson.

Not only must they quickly increase their military strength, they must also prepare more life-saving medicine and strengthen their awareness of prevention.

Had it not been for Cheng Xiaoxiao’s early warning this time, we don’t know how many people would have died.

They dare not eat the harvested wolf meat, but the wolf skin is still worth some money.

As soon as the battle ended, Cheng Dashan led several men to deal with the wolf skin.

After planning to sell the money, distribute according to work!

For this reason they stayed there for one more day.

Two days later, they came to a deserted village.

They have been moving slowly these past two days. After all, the injured need more care, but those who have been brought in during Daxia cannot stay too long.

Cheng Xiaoxiao did not reveal the story of King Qi's death and defeat to the villagers. Those who don't know are fearless. If he told it, people would be panicked.

In the villages here, the houses are dilapidated, disorganized, dusty, and the houses have long been empty.

They did not dare to use the village stoves to light a fire for cooking, for fear of being unclean and carrying viruses.

Xiao Yatou said that you can't touch anything outside.

They can only make rice by burying pots outside the village.

I tidied up the nearby house and barely stayed there for one night.

Fortunately, they have plenty of food, including a lot of pickled vegetables and fish.

Just as they were cooking a simple dinner, more than thirty refugees appeared from nowhere.

There were more than thirty people, including men, women and children, mothers holding children, and trembling old men with hunchbacks. All of them were unkempt and skinny.

On their bodies were hung messy belongings, and the heavy burdens seemed particularly heavy on their thin bodies.

Seeing this group of people, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were fleeing villagers, not bandits and robbers.

It's just that their eyes were too hot, and they looked at the food they were cooking in the pot one by one, just like hungry wolves who saw meat, their eyes turned green, and their stomachs rumbled and sang about the empty city plan.

The leader was a middle-aged man, about 40 years old, with a strong build, a face covered with dirt, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes, which were lowered and hidden, so it was difficult to see what he was thinking clearly.

At this time, as if he was a little embarrassed, he stood up slightly and said in a pitiful tone: "Fellow folks, we are really desperate. Can you give the children some food?"

Everyone looked at several children. The youngest was only about two years old, being held in her mother's arms. The oldest was only ten years old. There were six children in total. They were all so hungry that their cheekbones protruded, and their faces were sallow and thin without any flesh.

The chin was so pointed that there was only a layer of skin left, as if it had never had a full meal since birth.

Too pitiful!

Although the women opposite were sympathetic, the leader still looked at them warily.

The man had no choice but to explain, "Don't worry, we are not bad people. We are all from Lijia Town next door. My name is Zhuzi, and I am from Yunshui Village, Lijia Town. They are all villagers from Yunshui Village."