It's just that this one sip after another......

Ning Yan felt that he might be floating, otherwise how could he be willing to suffer such a sin.

"Drink the medicine!"

Seeing that Ning Yan was distracted, Lu Hanzhang took out a plum fruit from himself again.

Put it in the mouth sweet and sour, and the bitterness is suppressed.

Then he drank the medicine spoonful after spoonful, and finally drank a bowl of black soup, and Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sleep a little longer, have a fever and have a good rest, and the old village chief can solve the affairs in the village chief."

"Hmm!"

Ning Yan responded.

Cover with the quilt and close your eyes.

One slept was hours.

When I opened my eyes again, my nasal congestion felt much better.

The head is also a lot lighter.

When I touched my stomach, it turned out that I was woken up by hunger.

Ning Yan walked towards the stove room.

When the mother-in-law saw Ning Yan, she immediately stood up: "Big lady, are you hungry, there are a lot of wolf meat at home, I chopped it into meat filling, and I also wrapped some dumplings, do you want to taste it?" ”

"Well, cook less."

Ning Yan didn't stay in the stove room any longer.

When I walked to the hall, there was no one inside.

As for peaches and dumplings, Ning Yan is not in good health now, and children are the most susceptible to infection, so they will disappear if they can't see them.

Hot water is always available in the stove room, and it is also convenient to cook dumplings.

In addition, as soon as Ning Yan got sick, Wu Pozi made the dumplings into soup dumplings, which were hot.

It tastes just right in this weather, and it is comfortable to eat in your mouth.

Ning Yan drank the soup together.

How things were handled in the village, Ning Yan didn't know until the evening.

After the old village chief dealt with the affairs in the village, he immediately walked to Ning Yan's house.

told Ning Yan a little bit about the situation.

Two people died in the village, and there were a lot of injuries, but overall it was good.

After all, the village was protected.

The wolves also killed a lot.

Every family gets a lot of meat.

As for the wolf's skin, the old village took it upon itself to divide it equally among those who had died in their families.

After all......

No amount of wealth can save a person's life.

Before, life in the village was not good, and the people were also panicked.

If you die one or two, nothing will happen.

But now it's different, life in the village is good, as long as you don't die, you can live a fairy-like life.

"Your arrangement is right, in this way, I will give these two families twenty taels of silver in the name of a private person, and as for the injured villagers, I will also pay for the medicine used by Mr. Xue."

Ning Yan himself is not short of this money.

The village has been protected, and these people who shed their blood for the village should be treated well.

For these people, Ning Yan is willing to spend money.

When the old village chief heard Ning Yan's words, the corners of his mouth moved.

Finally, it melts into a sentence: "Thanks to you." ”

He also saw the things of the night.

The wolves were menacing, and it was the middle of the night, if there were no patrols, if there were no preparations in advance.

The whole village had to be overturned in this incident, and the old village chief had lived so old that he had seen a lot of things.

So......

I know that this Ning banquet is really meritorious.

It's a pity that there is no reward.

Leaving Ning Yan's house, the old village chief walked to Mr. Xue's house again.

Mr. Xue was able to save even the person whose intestines fell out.

The old village chief had already treated Mr. Xue as an immortal at this time.

After this incident, I am afraid that there will be a lot of nobles coming to Gouziwan in the future.

After all, Mr. Xue's methods are not something that ordinary people can learn.

Ning Yan rested for two days.

When his body was almost recovered, he also walked to Mr. Xue's house.

At this time, there is no vacant room in Mr. Xue's house.

There were several wounded in each room.

Some people are almost recovering, but ...... The sanitary conditions are always not as good as Mr. Xue's here, and Mr. Xue doesn't want to save the people he just saved, because he can't take good care of them after returning home, and it's cold.

So......

Not recovering to be able to walk on the ground.

Mr. Xue will not let these people leave.

When Ning Yan arrived at Mr. Xue's house. Mr. Xue took Amu Wu Bao and asked the injured for it.

Wu Bao was the youngest at the time.

The expression on his face was also the most serious.

Pursing his lips tightly, his movements on his hands are also meticulous.

Although he is not very old, he already has the demeanor of everyone.

Although he may not be able to reach the level of Mr. Xue in the future, he is still no worse than Mr. Xue.

"Why are you here now, sitting on the side, I don't have time to pay attention to you."

Once Mr. Xue is busy, his temper cannot be controlled.

Knowing that Ning Yan still had a lot of things he needed in his mind, he just ...... Uncontrollable is uncontrollable.

Ning Yan didn't care.

This is hindering Mr. Xue's affairs, which is not polite.

It's not a little princess, she has a glass heart, and she has to be coaxed no matter what the situation.

I found a seat and sat down quietly.

Wait for Mr. Xue to change the medicine.

Ning Yan got up.

Walking out of the ward, Ning Yan asked, "How are these people recovering?" ”

"Fortunately, the injured are all young people, and the healing speed is relatively fast, plus it's winter at this time, and I've been going to college for several days, and the viruses and bacteria have been frozen to death, and the inflammation and the like are under control, but it's just ......"

"Just what ......"

Ning Yan looked at Mr. Xue.

"It's just that I heard that you let the last few wolves go."

"Hmm!"

Ning Yan nodded.

The wolves had to be let go.

Because nature is too slow to self-regulate.

If the wolves are all destroyed. Next year, there will probably be a rabbit plague in the village.

"Wolves are vengeful."

"If you want to hold a grudge, you should also find me first." Ning Yan smiled lightly.

Will she put two wolves in her eyes?

Whether it's arrogant or arrogant, the wolf has already been let go.

Saying anything doesn't work.

"Hey, whatever you want."

Mr. Xue did not continue to persuade him.

Anyway, there is Lu Hanzhang over there, the sky is falling, and there is a tall man on top of it.

Not to mention a few wolves.

Besides, many people had already lost their strength during that night.

Even if Ning Yan stood by and watched, the people in the village might not be able to leave the remaining wolves behind.

So......

As long as the village understands the matter, they will not complain about Ning Yan.

As for those who are ignorant...... Those who are ignorant should be ignored by him.

Ning Yan talked to Mr. Xue and left Mr. Lixue's house.

Knowing that the young people in the village were recovering better, Ning Yan was relieved.

Children are the future of the village, and young people are the pillars of the village.

If it was because of a wolf disaster, all the young people in the village would be harmed.

It is estimated that Gouziwan will not be able to recover in another ten years.

Then......

Ning Yan walked towards the homes of the two young men who were killed or wounded.

One has just become a father, and the other has not yet married a daughter-in-law.

When you walk into the home of these two people, the first thing you hear is crying.

The cry of a child, the cry of a woman, and the cry of an old man.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, Ning Yan paused, and some guilt rose in his heart.

Although he knows that he has done nothing wrong, in the case of life and death, how can he judge it with simple right and wrong.

I'm dead, you're alive.

The living should have endured more.

Ning Yan took a breath and walked in.

First, some yellow paper was burned for the deceased. ，

Then he was taken to look at the face of the deceased.

See a young man with blurred flesh and blood.

Ning Yan's eyes were a little sour.

She has seen too many scenes like this.

Even more so, not even a single body could be found after death.

It's just that as long as the body can be found, it will be stitched up beautifully.

neatly organized.

Where will it be like now, the flesh and blood are blurred, and you can't see the original appearance.

After thinking about it, he said to the mother of the deceased: "Go to Mr. Xue to borrow some needles and threads to sew up wounds......

"Village chief, what do you want to do with needlework, is it possible that you also have the ability to bring the dead back to life."

There are no good people on any occasion.

No, Zhao Liang's wife is here to help.

On weekdays, because of Zhao Liang's affairs, he has a lot of opinions about Ning Yan, and now he seizes the opportunity, it must be a loss.

"You're disappointed, no."

On this kind of occasion, Ning Yan didn't want to do anything.

Even if you are wronged, you can't disturb the deceased.

"Needle and thread, I'll go get the needle and thread." Wu Qin has been paying attention to Ning Yan and wants to have a good relationship with Ning Yan.

Before, because of the mirror, Ning Yan had always been unkind to her.

This time, Xiao Bolt was also injured, but the injury was not serious, and he was not even qualified to live temporarily in Mr. Xue's house. ，

So there is no need for her to take care of it.

Now that I have an opportunity, I can't just get out.

Follow your old saying to have a good relationship, and your future life will definitely not be too bad.

Wuqin was born on the occasion of Fengyue, and her pair of tricks are very bright.

When and what kind of words are spoken, that is a better understanding.

Afraid that someone would rob her of her credit, she ran out of the crowd with a drill.

The young man was quick and fast, and he came back from Mr. Xue's house in less than a quarter of an hour.

In his hand he was holding a bent needle, and a coil of thread.

This line looks a little strange, but what is not strange about the things used by the doctor?

Wu Qin stuffed things into Ning Yan's hand: "Village Chief, here you go." ”

"Hmm!" Ning Yan walked to the mourning hall.

Lift the cloth that was originally purple on the deceased's body, but it turned black because of the staining of blood.

The mutilated and disheveled corpse came into view.

Ning Yan washed his hands with freshly boiled water.

Glancing at the corpse in the mourning hall, he took a puff and began to stitch it up.

Ning Yan is not a professional mortuary, but at this time, even if he is not professional, he has to be stitched up.

After all, the people who protected the village can't be buried like this.

Closed wound sutures.

The arm snatched from the wolf's mouth was sewn on, the blood on his face was wiped clean, and his clothes were tidied up.

He also took a comb to comb the deceased's hair neatly.

When you're done, take a look at the body that has been sorted out.

It's really much better than just now......

Still almost something, though.

Ning Yan glanced back at Wuqin and said, "Take all the fat powder you use on weekdays." ”

"Oh, okay, let's go."

After seeing Ning Yan's ability to stitch, no one had any objections to Ning Yan's words.

The daughter-in-law of the old village chief also hid in the crowd and did not dare to come out.