Location: New Hanover, Valentine

Weather: Sunny

Marty finally bought me a good fountain pen, and I finally had the energy to continue writing in this notebook, but I also realized one thing now, and that was that I really didn't have the ability to keep a diary every day, so I should write some concluding words on it when I had to write something.

I had no idea about the exact date for a long time, but it didn't seem to matter. Living in this era, every day can be the same boring, just like me now, lying in bed every day, enduring the pain caused by the gunshot wound, and enduring the three bowls of bitter decoction that day I don't know what to put in.

I don't know what the brown decoction in the bowl is made of, and even if I did, it would be useless, after all, I don't know much about Western medicine in this period, but I trust Chinese medicine more than to give patients some Western decoctions that I don't know what minerals or even heavy metals are added to them, except for bloodletting and amputation, but I don't have a choice now, Marty is a very strict little girl, if I don't finish the decoction, I may have to eat one less meal.

Speaking of my body, thank goodness and thanks to my experience for more than a year, although in my consciousness, it is still very serious, and it always aches in rainy weather, but I do feel that I am getting better and better.

Both Pastor Swanson and Dr. Calloway have visited me, and they say that at my current rate of recovery, the wound will heal completely in just over a month, but there will be two scars left - a penetrating gunshot wound after all, which is understandable.

I don't really care about the scar, for a western cowboy, the gunshot wound should be a medal, and the shot was obtained in a fierce enough shootout, big enough, so I very much welcome this trace that will be with me for the rest of my life.

However, I still don't want to get shot like this again, after all, the pain is a real TM pain.

Valentine is in the midst of an intense reconstruction, and the wounds he has suffered are much worse than my gunshot wounds, but perhaps it was the battle that deepened the bonds between the townspeople, or perhaps it was Ducky's speech that really touched something in their hearts, and the town was rebuilding much faster than I had imagined, and it was estimated that in two weeks at most it would be a new look.

However, the smell of bandages and herbs on some of the town's residents may linger for a while, and the wounds in the hearts of those who have lost their loved ones may never heal.

I used to wonder if things would have gone in a better direction for the inhabitants if I had made another choice at that time, but I did not dare to make this conclusion, and it was precisely because I did not dare to make this conclusion that the necessity of this battle was emphasized many times in my introspection.

If there is a choice that I am not sure of, then take the path that I am most sure of, and this may be what the Battle of Valentine left me other than a gunshot wound.

The days of recuperation were indeed boring, but fortunately, my brothers and sisters from the gang came to visit me, which added a lot of fun to my recuperation life.

Sadie was the first to come to see me, and she and Abigail had been sent here by Dudge to help Pastor Swanson and Dr. Calloway, and after that, she would take time out to visit me three or four days a week, bring me and Marty some necessities and stuff, and talk to me for an hour or two, just like my own sister. To be honest, I don't know exactly what my sister should do to my brother, because I didn't have an older sister in my previous life, and I didn't have the opportunity to be an older brother, but I'm now sure that Sadie treats me like a real brother.

Abigail has also come to see me, but she rarely comes, only once a week or two, which I understand, after all, she often only takes the place of Sadie when she is too busy to get out of her body and has to come to see me, and besides, she is different from others, she has children to raise, and a husband who is not yet healed to take care of a woman, but for me, it is always good to see new faces, and, most recently, she brought little Jack over, which made me very happy and made Marty very happyThe two of them get along very well, after all, who wouldn't love the cute little Jack?

In addition, Hosea also came twice, the first time was to express his condolences to me and explain to me the reason why Ducky could not come, in fact, I understand without him saying that as the head of the Van der Linde gang, the legendary criminal with a bounty of 10,000 US dollars, after Valentine made such a big move, it is not suitable to appear in this town again, even if he is recognized by the townsfolk who have no malicious intentions, Mr. Hodge Mackintosh, it is easy to attract the attention of people with ulterior motives hiding somewhere, so, at this time, It is right to be cautious.

Hosea came a second time to tell me that the Van der Linde Gang had been paid by the Calloway and Smithfield families, and had expelled them from Valentine after the Dalton family had handled Mr. Dalton's funeral, and they had all the Dalton family's wealth in the open, including the gun shop, and that now, the Van der Linde Gang had an official, legal stronghold in Valentine, the Miller Gun Shop, the name was conceived by Hosea and Little Jack, and the meaning was finalized by Ducky, and the meaning was very simple, A tribute to Otis Miller, the legendary gunslinger of the West.

I am very happy to get this news, which once again shows the correctness of many of my previous decisions, such a success, can really be regarded as a vote for the gang to make a comeback, not only has enough funds, but also has a legal stronghold, legal external identity, continue to develop according to this progress, maybe in the near future, the entire Valentine will be in the pocket of the Van der Linde gang.

However, this is just my personal vision, and what the gang will do next depends on how Daqi's PLAN is planned.

Tsk, no, no matter how you think about it, I don't think it's reliable, it seems that I will have to do my best to guide him more in the future.

In addition to this, the other brothers of the gang have also come to see me.

Among them, Arthur and John have both visited. Arthur brought me a suit identical to his sharpshooter's suit, and he said that he was not very tasteful in dressing, but that he had chosen it for him by his ex-girlfriend, Mary Linton, and that he believed in her vision, and that he thought it suited me well, so he had the tailor make a suit according to the style and my measurements, as a reward for his bravery as a brother and master.

John didn't bring me any gifts, but I was surprised that he came, after all, the last time we met, he was still covered in bandages, and he was even worse than I am now.

He came over, first asked about my injury, and then, then, and then said some words of gratitude for my life-saving grace, and then there was nothing more to say, or I said a few more words to ease the awkward atmosphere, for this matter, I can only say, worthy of him.

In addition to the two of them, Bill, Lenny, Charles, Javier, and even Maika came, and although he was a complete villain and a traitor, I was now more than happy to see him fulfill some of his obligations as a member of the Van der Linde gang.

Oh yes, I forgot to mention that the writer Ravin and Calloway "Imp" have also been here once in the past few weeks, but they have only brought some stinking alcohol and arguments, and nothing more to say.

Let's say that, I hope my injuries will heal soon, and I hope that everything will go well when I write down the past.