Jiang Chan had just opened his eyes when he heard a commanding voice outside: "Lose money, go and bring me the roasted sweet potatoes." ”

This sounded like a dialect, but Jiang Chan understood it strangely.

She immediately got out of bed, and the pain in her lower back made her stumble. Jiang Chan didn't care about this at all, and stumbled to the kitchen.

It's a pity that it was still a step too late, and there was a burst of wah-wah crying from the kitchen, and Jiang Chan ran into the kitchen in three steps and two steps.

I saw a thin figure curled up on the mud floor of the kitchen, with smoke on its face, and the smell of burnt meat came from it.

The voice came from this thin body, Jiang Chan was full of excitement, picked up the water scoop and poured a scoop of water on the child's face, and the child was still crying.

Jiang Cicada went down a few more scoops of water, and the charcoal on the child's face was extinguished, Jiang Cicada washed her face, and saw that her face was full of burning flesh and blood.

Seeing that the child was about to cry when he opened his mouth, Jiang Chan's tears also came down. She touched the child's back: "Xiaohua doesn't cry, don't cry, the tears are salty, and it will hurt more on the face if you cry again." ”

The child sobbed twice, but still held back tears. Jiang Chan stood up and turned the house through the floor before he found some liquor. She choked back tears, "Xiaohua endures, grandma disinfects you, and grandma takes you to the doctor." ”

The boy who was startled by Xiaohua's cry also ran in, he looked at Xiaohua and said viciously: "What kind of doctor do you want to see for losing money? Why didn't you burn you?"

Jiang Chan's heart was on fire, and he wanted to teach him a lesson, but now it was still the little girl's burns.

She gritted her teeth and picked up Xiaohua: "Xiaohua, don't be afraid, grandma will take you to the doctor, if you hurt you, you will pinch grandma's shoulder, grandma knows that you will definitely hurt." ”

looked for it in the room, Jiang Chan didn't count, grabbed a handful of gross tickets and stuffed them into his pocket, and found his ID card and household registration book, Jiang Chan endured the pain in his back and carried Xiaohua out of the door.

As soon as you go out, there are endless mountains, although you know from the memory of the original owner that this is a mountainous area, Jiang Chan is still difficult to accept. There are only seven or eight families in this mountain, all of them walking, who can help her get the little girl to the hospital?

As soon as he walked out of the house, he met an old man with a pockmarked face and a short stature. This is the husband of the original owner, Zhou Dayou, who carries a hoe on his shoulder, and looks at people very cruelly.

When she saw this old man, the little girl on Jiang Chan's back suddenly shrank down. Jiang Chan patted her calf: "Xiaohua is not afraid, grandma will take you to the doctor." ”

The little girl quieted down and lay down on Jiang Cicada's back, but tears were still in her eyes. Jiang Chan didn't look at Zhou Dayou, and walked over from his side.

Zhou Dayou frowned and looked at her: "It's time for dinner, where are you going to take this money-losing goods?"

Jiang Chan ignored him and limped away with the little girl on his back. His question was not answered, Zhou Dayou snorted and entered the house with a calm face.

Jiang Chan was in pain all over her body, it was very unfortunate that she came here at this time, the original owner had been subjected to domestic violence by Zhou Dayou only before yesterday, and she usually had to lie in bed for several days before she could recover.

In this way, Jiang Chan who came over suffered from it, and Jiang Chan had never experienced such pain. Her back, waist and legs hurt very much, if it weren't for the excellent perseverance support, it is estimated that Jiang Chan would have collapsed.

Carrying the little flower on his back for nearly three hours, Jiang Cicada's hands were frozen and hard, this season was winter, Jiang Cicada wore few clothes, and it was already cold.

Finally walked out of the mountain, Jiang Chan identified the next direction and found a motorcycle on the side of the road. The driver was a man in his forties: "Can't you go to the skin hospital in the provincial city?"

The man laughed and put out a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Go, three yuan." ”

Jiang Chan didn't say a word, took out three yuan and put it in the palm of the man's hand. The little flower on her back timidly: "Milk, a lot of money, or let's not go and see it." ”

Jiang Chan's heart was sour: "Xiaohua, don't worry, your milk is rich, and grandma will cure you no matter how much money she spends." ”

Only then did the man find Xiaohua behind Jiang Cicada, he was also startled by Xiaohua's face, and hurriedly started the car: "Auntie, hurry up and get in the car, this child's face is burned like this, you have to go to the hospital to see it quickly." ”

A stranger who has never been masked cares about a little girl's face, while the husband and grandson of the original owner turn a blind eye to all this.

All the way, the man sent Jiang Chan and Xiaohua to the provincial skin hospital. Jiang Chan carried Xiaohua to register, and there were few people in the hospital, and the doctor checked Xiaohua's burns.

"Her burns are relatively serious, and the area is also very large, and she needs to be admitted to the hospital for observation for a period of time. ”

Looking at Jiang Chan, who was nervous, the doctor took off his gloves and talked about Xiaohua's condition.

"Fortunately, I found it in time, and the poison was eliminated again, and now it looks scary. ”

"Will there be scars in the future?" Jiang Chan doesn't care about anything else, just cares about this, if the girl has a scar on her face, how difficult will it be in the future?

"It's certain that she will have a scar in this situation, but it also depends on her recovery later, there is currently a skin implant surgery, if you want her to leave no scar, you can take her to this surgery. ”

"However, seeing that you are not well-off, the cost of this skin graft is very high. The doctor glanced at the shabby clothes on Jiang Chan's body and said very pertinently.

Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows, "Doctor, you can help her see her first, I just want her to be healthy, and I will talk about the scar later, the child is in too much pain now." ”

Doctor: "I'll open a ward for her first, and the nurse will give her an infusion later, and you've been bothering to take care of it in the last few days." If she recovers well, she will be able to go back to the hospital for a few days to recuperate. ”

Looking at the hideous wound on the ignorant little girl's face, the doctor shook his head regretfully, if the girl's face was scarred, her life would basically be ruined.

Fortunately, it didn't burn the eyes and mouth, but only on the face, if the mouth was burned to deformation, there would be no way to do it even if there was a Daluo immortal.

The doctor shook his head and walked out.

arranged for Xiaohua to lie down, and Jiang Chan sat down on the edge of the bed, so that he had the mind to settle the memory of the original owner.

"Milk, will I have a scar like my grandfather in the future?" Xiaohua suddenly said timidly, pulling the wound on her face as she spoke, and she grinned in pain.

Jiang Chan touched Xiaohua's thin little hand: "No, Xiaohua's face will grow well in the future, milk and you promise, no matter what method is used, Xiaohua will definitely be cured." ”