The next day it was still the same gong.

Fu Huai'an dragged his tired body to get up from the bamboo bed and put on his clothes.

Fortunately, the pain in my back is much stronger than yesterday, and a thin film has formed on my back.

The clothes still feel pain next to this layer of skin, which is definitely much stronger than yesterday.

Fu Huai'an looked at Chen An'an, who was still sleeping deeply, and didn't speak.

He just reached out and ran the hair that was scattered over her face behind her ears.

He touched her cheek lightly, then withdrew his hand and turned to leave.

During the day today, when Chen Anan got up and wanted to go to the mountain again, he didn't expect the women next door to shake their heads.

Only then did Chen Anan know that they didn't go to the mountains every day.

The casualty rate on the main mountain is too high, and no one knows if they will step on a mine, so they will control the number of times to reduce casualties.

can't go to the mountain, Chen Anan is a little idle in the house.

During the day, she tries not to make food.

Considering that there was such a small bag of potatoes between her and Fu Huai'an.

You can buy potatoes yourself, but you can't use them unless you have to.

Chen An'an's stomach was rumbling all day.

I was hungry and looked forward to the dark.

Finally, when it was dark, he heard the sound of footsteps, and Chen Anan hurriedly walked out of the house.

Only then did I realize that Fu Huai'an came back not only alone, but also brought two people with him.

The two men are not tall, in fact, the Burmese men and women are not tall, they are dark, thin and small.

Fu Huai'an walked in with two people talking and laughing, and when he saw Chen An'an, he muttered a paragraph in his mouth.

Chen An'an's translator can understand.

Fu Huaian introduced the two.

Fu Huai'an pulled Chen An'an aside and whispered.

Chen Anan realized that these two people were actually the two foremen in the mine.

It looks inconspicuous, but these two foremen are in charge of many workers, although they also work themselves, but they obviously have some more privileges than Fu Huai'an.

"I named them the eldest and the second, so that they were distinguished by numbers.

It's hard to call names. ”

Fu Huai'an invited the two of them into the house, and the two sat there looking at the couple and whispering.

Fu Huai'an's voice was very low, so they didn't hear that Fu Huai'an was not speaking Burmese Chinese.

"The boss's leg was hit by a stone.

It's not broken, but there's a wound on the leg that's been around for a long time, and I've heard it's rotting badly.

The boss has been hiding it, because he is afraid that the people above will know that the final result of such an injury is very miserable.

Generally, they can't go to the mine to work, so they will be thrown into the mountains to fend for themselves. ”

"Not even the foreman, in the eyes of these mine owners.

The foreman is just a small leader who manages these workers.

In their eyes, these people are not human, at most they can be treated a little better. ”

"What about the other one?"

"The other one was in the same situation as me, with a back-and-forth on his back. After the injury, the wound is suppurating, and the pain is not good.

There is no medicine either. ”

"We don't have any medicine, I said to go up the mountain to pick herbs, but I haven't had a chance to go today."

"You don't have to go to the mountains, they have herbs in their hands.

Since they are foremen, they have some special treatment.

This mine has an infirmary.

However, the herbs in the infirmary were only available to the foreman. ”

Chen Anan was relieved when he heard this, and it was certainly a good thing that he didn't have to risk his life to pick herbs.

Begin to examine the wounds of two people.

When the man's pants rolled up, revealing the wound on his leg, Chen An'an frowned for a moment.

I have to admit that the man's wound is actually not big.

At most, it was a finger-wide wound, but it was very deep, and the skin was open.

It should have been injured for some days, and the wound had suppurated.

The yellow pus filled the wound and gave off an unpleasant smell.

The rotting flesh had enlarged the wound, and it wasn't a day or two since it looked.

Chen Anan didn't speak, and took out the acupuncture bag.

He took the disinfectant potion and a basin of water, and pointed to the dagger on the man's waist, the two of them had weapons, so naturally they couldn't let outsiders know.

The man looked at it, immediately understood, and hurriedly took off the dagger.

hesitated for a moment before handing it to Chen An'an.

Chen Anan quickly pierced him with a silver needle, and sure enough, after piercing the silver needle, the man's expression was much more comfortable.

Just now, he was frowning, but now his brows are stretched, and his eyes show surprise.

There was a murmuring call, and Chen Anan probably understood what it meant, but he didn't expect it to be so magical.

The man's wound was quickly healed, and someone helped with a silver needle, and the man didn't feel pain.

From the herbs brought by the man, Chen An'an identified them for a long time, and found a few flavors that he could also use.

Mash the medicine and apply it to the wound.

And he tied the wound tightly with strips of cloth.

I picked out a few more flavors of medicine and asked Fu Huai'an to cook them on the stove outside.

And helped to treat the wound of another person, who was obviously much easier.

It's on par with Fu Huai'an's wound, there is no big problem, basically as long as it is dry after cleaning, it should be easier to recover.

The two of them took their leave after drinking the herbs from them.

After sending the two of them away, the two of them ate some potatoes, and the smell of medicine in the house was almost dissipated before they could be considered rest.

The next day, Fu Huai'an still went to work on time.

Fu Huai'an's work in the mine is basically five cents a day, which is already outstanding among the workers.

The two foremen would come to their house every day for the next few days to drink herbs.

After all, they don't know how to cook, and they don't know which herbs to use.

Out of gratitude, they would send a little potato or radish or something like that.

Of course, Fu Huai'an's job in the mine has changed, from pushing carts to carrying stones to overseers.

It's the kind of thug who holds a leather whip and supervises with a stick on the side.

Fu Huai'an has been quietly observing, looking for opportunities, how can he send the letter out?

It's certainly not a way for the two of them to be trapped here now.

Soon the opportunity came.

One day, the mine owner's daughter appeared in the mine for some reason.

Although this eldest lady is the daughter of the mine, she is quite rugged and wears a military uniform.

Like a man, he has neat short hair, but his appearance is more handsome.

People here are generally dark.

Like a warlord, he wears boots, holds a leather whip in his hand, and carries a gun around his waist.