Dongshu first probed the temperature on Lu Tao's head.

It's a bit high.

Probably the rain wound is inflamed, with fever.

However, medical care is now too limited.

I don't know if Jiang Bing can find a doctor.

After all, it's too late, and people don't necessarily want to come.

Without a doctor as a cover, Dongshu can't perform healing.

It doesn't make sense.

"Boil some hot water." Dongshu decided to use physical methods to disinfect Lu Tao's wounds first.

As a result, after the words fell, Dongshu didn't get a response, Zhou Xiaocao stood on the ground with a blushing face, and didn't say anything for a long time.

In the end, Lu Erya whispered: "There is nothing at home, and the dinner at night is all sorghum rice." ”

Raw nibbling?

Dongshu was taken aback.

But this is the time to react.

This old house has been uninhabited for a long time, and the pot has long been gone, and I don't know who Captain Sun has given it to.

Naturally, there are no other kitchen utensils in the house.

"I'll figure it out." Dongshu slowly performed the healing technique, trying to make Lu Tao feel more comfortable first.

If it is not cured, it is half cured, so that she will not be serious, Dongshu can still do it.

Seeing that Lu Tao's face looked a little better, Dongshu walked out with confidence.

It was still drizzling outside, and although his home was not far from this thatched house, it was one foot deep and one foot shallow, and Dongshu felt troublesome.

The main thing is to waste time, and look at it for a while.

In addition to this thatched house in the west of the village, the educated youth point is relatively close.

Thinking about the few educated youths who have worked with me recently, and then looking at the light there at the educated youth point, it seems that some people haven't slept yet.

Dongshu didn't even think about it, and strode over directly.

As a result, when I got closer, I found that it was the male intellectual's dormitory that turned on the light.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

The goddess of war naturally didn't care about this, but she had to think about the reputation of the original owner, the little girl.

And my mom and dad and my brother are here.

After hesitating for a moment, Dongshu went over and knocked on the door.

Compared to reputation, human life is more important.

After all, Lu Tao's secrets haven't been understood yet.

It's a shame to let her die like that.

Han Zhao and there were five people living in their house, and the five men were crowded on a kang, which was fine in winter, but it was actually very hot in summer.

But with this condition in the village, they can't do it.

But even if they go to the countryside, they still have a lot of thirst for knowledge in their bones.

So, I lit an oil lamp and read a book.

Hearing the knock on the door, Han Zhao, who was just getting up to drink water, walked to the door and asked in a low voice, "Who?" ”

There are female intellectuals who come to knock on the door and hook up, and the people living in the house are all serious men, and they really don't have the heart to fall in love with them.

It's not that they don't know what the idea of the female intellectuals is.

But I just want to find someone to partner with and help with the work.

"Jiang Tiantian, I'm looking for you to borrow a fire, I don't need you to come out, just open the door and hand it to me, thank you." Dongshu opened her mouth very openly.

The tools for boiling water, Dongshu can deal with it, and bring the enamel jar from home.

But he forgot to bring matches.

Hearing this familiar voice, Han Zhao's heart moved, and his whole person was inexplicably awkward.

But the other party's voice was frank and concise.

Even in order not to make them think too much, people have said that they don't need to open the door, just open a crack and hand things out.

The others weren't bad people, as long as they weren't the girl who beat them up.

"The match is on the table, Lao Han, you can hand it out, it's still raining outside, take a plastic wrap." Another young man looked up and said.

Jiang Tiantian is white, and there are many people in the village who like her.

Even if the conditions of the old Jiang family are not good, but they don't mind much, and a few of the young people actually like her very much.

Sometimes it's a pity, why is Jiang Tiantian a village girl?

Because the impression is good, other people are willing to borrow a fire.

Although matches are not cheap.

"Hmm." Han Zhao suppressed the fire that suddenly broke out in his heart, walked to the table and picked up a match, and pulled a piece of broken plastic from the corner and wrapped it simply.

Dongshu said that it was enough to open the door, Han Zhao felt awkward, and finally opened the door.

"You don't need to open the door, it's raining, it's cold at night, you may be cold, go back quickly, I'm at Aunt Zhou's house, and I'll give you back early tomorrow morning." Dongshu explained the reason why she came to borrow the fire, and said the return date, then turned around and left.

The back is straight, and the back is chic.

Just as she turned her back to herself in the evening.

At this time, Han Zhao couldn't help but fall into a deep self-doubt.

Is he so unattractive now?

He remembered that there were still a lot of girls in the village who liked him, why Jiang Tiantian didn't even want to look at him more.

And things are so clearly stated, and the lines are drawn so clearly.

This made Han Zhao feel a little unhappy in his heart.

But no one understood him.

Afraid that the cold wind outside the house would bring in, Han Zhao had to quickly close the door.

I just wanted to go back to the kang to read a book, but I didn't have the heart.

After the spring planting, they could be idle for a while, and the educated youths had time to read books.

I still hope that I can go back to the city, and I don't want to wear out all my fighting spirit in the field.

So, pick up a book from time to time to remind yourself where your roots are.

If this is placed in the spring planting or summer harvest and autumn harvest, who will be tired to death, who will have the heart to read?

But tonight's Han Zhao couldn't see anything.

What shook in front of me was the straight back.

The little girl's back was very straight, straighter than the men of them.

I haven't finished reading a page of the book all night, and as soon as Han Zhao lowered his head, Dongshu's back shook in front of him, and it was like this when he saw the book.

In the end, I simply threw down the book and went to sleep.

As a result, this night, Han Zhao, who had no desire for many years, had an unspeakable dream.

In the dream, he pressed the little girl with her back straight behind the haystack......

Jiang Bing's mouth was stupid, and it was too late, the barefoot doctor was not invited, and the health center did not open the door.

In the end, I can only come back helplessly.

Fortunately, Wang Yuehua reacted quickly, went to Captain Sun's house to borrow two taels of liquor, and asked Jiang Bing to bring it over.

Dongshu first used an enamel jar to boil hot water and wiped Lu Tao's body.

Then I warmed the wine again, wiped the wound again, and wiped the body again.

Two taels of wine, save a little use, it's finally enough.

After that, he dipped the old towel that Jiang Bing brought from home in water, and kept giving Lu Tao a cold compress.

Tossed all night, coupled with Dongshu's secret healing technique.

Lu Tao finally succeeded in reducing the fever.

And the wound is no longer so hideous.

"Thank you, Tiantian, thank you." Zhou Xiaocao couldn't help anything other than lighting the fire and handing things out all night, knowing that Lu Tao had a fever, he was busy kowtowing to Dongshu.

The female god of war can afford such a big gift, but Dongshu is afraid that the little girl of the original owner will not be able to bear it.

So he waved his hand and asked Zhou Xiaocao to hurry up.