"Brother Wang! Take a rest and drink some water!" Xiaozui had a few drops of sweat on his forehead. He looked at Wang Zhong carrying the boxes and cages in and out, and quickly poured a bowl of water and sent it up.

Wang Zhong has always been a man of action. Since he bought the house, he immediately helped Xiao Zui move the house.

Wang Zhong's physique, which is far beyond ordinary people, gives Wang Zhong a recovery ability that is far beyond ordinary people. The injury on his right shoulder has improved a lot. As long as he does not exercise strenuously, he will be fine. Moving something is not a big deal for Wang Zhong now.

No strenuous exercise.

"We've almost moved the things! How's your packing going?" Wang Zhong asked after taking a sip of water.

Xiao Zui smiled and said: "The house has been tidied up. If we tidy up the kitchen again, there will be no problem."

"You clean up first, I'll go out and buy something."

After explaining to Xiao Zui, Wang Zhong stood up and walked out.

Xiao Zui put the things that Wang Zhong had moved here in order. The furniture was all ready-made. However, Xiao Zui couldn't bear to part with the things that his brother helped him buy before, so he and Wang Zhong moved the things from the original house to the new home.

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After putting things away, Xiao Zui went into the kitchen with water and tidied up the kitchen which had been left for a long time and had accumulated a lot of dust. He put the knives, cutting boards, pots and pans brought from his original home.

Objects of equal size.

Xiao Zui was cleaning up in the kitchen when the courtyard door was pushed open again. Wang Zhong was carrying two sacks on his left shoulder and three kilograms of mutton tied with a lotus leaf rope in his right hand.

"Brother Wang Zhong, what is this?" Xiao Zui came out of the kitchen after hearing the commotion, looked at the two large sacks carried by Wang Zhong, and asked in confusion.

Wang Zhong placed two large sacks under the eaves of the hall and said, "Two sacks of new rice are enough to last for a while."

"New rice?" Xiaozui was stunned, looking at the two large bulging sacks, he was shocked.

Yunnan is rich in rice. Although rice is the staple food of the local people, in these days of war and chaos, the preciousness of food is self-evident. If these two big bags are really filled with new rice as Wang Zhong said, according to the

Xiaozui's previous living habits could last her a whole year.

"Is this too much?"

Seeing the shocked look on Xiaozui's face, Wang Zhong said: "There is a war and chaos outside now, and food will only become more and more expensive. It is always right to buy more."

Although Xiaozui is not well-educated, she still understands such a simple truth.

Wang Zhong said and handed the mutton in his hand to Xiao Zui, "I just met a mutton seller at the black market. I saw that the mutton was of good quality, so I weighed two kilograms. You can clean up the kitchen later.

Once it’s ready, let’s stew the meat and make it just right for dinner.”

Xiaozui looked at the mutton handed over by Wang Zhong and was surprised again: "So much? All stewed?"

Not to mention mutton, it was pork. Xiaozui had never seen so much food eaten at one time. I am afraid that only landlords and rich people would dare to spend so much.

Wang Zhong nodded and said firmly: "Let's stew it all!"

"With the weather in Zenda, the taste of the meat will change even if it is only left for one night. It is better to stew it in one pot. Let's also taste the delicious taste of the mutton."

Xiaozui didn't say anything more, let alone asked Wang Zhong where he got his money.

Wang Zhong had given her two small yellow croakers before, and the money to buy this house was also contributed by Wang Zhong. Her two small yellow croakers are still in her arms.

"The kitchen is almost ready. Brother Wang, please take a rest first. I will call you when the meal is ready!"

Compared to searching for the root cause, Xiao Zui enjoys the present time more.

For Xiaozui, today is definitely a day that will never be forgotten in his life, and it is an unforgettable day.

First, like a bolt from the blue, she received the news of her brother's death, but before she could sink into grief, Wang Zhong, like a savior, suddenly broke into her life and saved her from the situation she had been trapped in.

She was pulled out of the quagmire that had been difficult to get out of in her life, and she was able to live a new life that she had only imagined before.

The ups and downs of emotions were like riding a roller coaster, especially just now, watching Wang Zhong coming in and out, Xiao Zui even had the idea in his heart that it would be great if he could stay like this for the rest of his life.

Compared with men, women are more emotional, they are more easily moved and can easily resonate emotionally.

Wang Zhong didn't rest. He walked into the kitchen and took a look. Apart from the pots and pans brought from Xiaozui's house, the kitchen only had an existing stove, which seemed a bit empty.

Wang Zhong went out again and went back to Xiao Zui's original home, and brought over all the firewood that Xiao Zui had saved.

In the evening, a large vat of stewed mutton was placed on the Eight Immortals table in the main room, and next to it was a small wooden bucket filled with steaming white rice just taken out of the pot.

"Brother Wang, your injury is just healed. Eat more mutton to recuperate it!" Xiao Zui said with concern while putting meat into Wang Zhong's bowl.

When Wang Zhong came back, he told Xiao Zui that he was injured by Chanda and came to see him. For Wang Zhong who took such good care of him, Xiao Zui naturally couldn't help asking about Wang Zhong's injury, and Wang Zhong didn't hide it either.

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Wang Zhong smiled and picked up a piece of mutton and put it into Xiao Zui's bowl: "You should also eat more."

There are not so many seasonings in these days, and there is not much oil at home. Xiao Zui is also very economical, so stewing mutton is the best choice. Just add green onion, ginger and a little salt to taste, and it is a delicious pot.

The two were polite to each other, their eyes met in mid-air, and then they smiled in unison.

Xiaozui's cooking skills can only be described as average, but the mutton stew is quite good. Although it is a bit bland, the mutton soup tastes very delicious.

After finishing the meal, Wang Zhong said goodbye, told his current address, and asked Xiaozui to go to the shelter to find him if anything happened.

"Why are you back?" Vet Hao was walking at the entrance of the hospital. Looking at Wang Zhong who was approaching, he couldn't help showing a bit of complaint on his old face.

"Go out and do something." Wang Zhong said.

"Next time you go out, remember to come back early, don't miss the meal!" Veterinary Hao said and handed a bowl of boiled pumpkin to Wang Zhong: "I saw you didn't come back, so I asked the snake's butt to leave it for you, so eat it quickly.

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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Thank you!" Wang Zhong looked at Veterinary Hao and did not refuse. He reached out and took the boiled pumpkin he handed over and said his sincere thanks.

When he first watched the TV series, Wang Zhong was quite fond of Veterinarian Hao. This old man's medical skills may not be great, but his medical ethics are worthy of admiration and his heart is kind.

"Your injury is not healed yet. You need to rest. Don't run around and stretch the wound." Vet Hao said with concern: "When you finish eating, I will check you to see how your recovery is going."

Wang Zhongdao: "No need to check, I'm recovering well. I went to the black market to get some sulfa!"

Wang Zhong said as he took out a bottle from his arms and handed it to Vet Hao.

Looking at the transparent bottle, Veterinary Hao's eyes widened immediately. He didn't even bother to say any polite words. He immediately took the bottle from Wang Zhong, unscrewed the cap, poured one into his palm, and held it up to smell it carefully.

After hearing it, he said in surprise: "It's really sulfonamide!"

Carefully pouring the sulfonamide in his palm into the bottle, the veterinarian looked at Wang Zhong in surprise and asked: "Sulfonamide is not cheap on the black market, where did you get the money?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Cats have their own catwalks, and mice have their own mouse lanes. You old man, don't worry about where this money comes from. With these sulfonamides, maybe a few of those wounded can be saved!"

A good woman can't make a meal without rice. Although Wang Zhong's medical skills have already reached the realm of perfection, the dozen or so wounded lying in the barracks all suffered gunshot wounds. Basically, all the wounds were inflamed and ulcerated. There was only alcohol in Wang Zhong's space.

And gauze, then surgical tools, and silver needles.

On the day Wang Zhong took the bullets, he and the veterinarian checked the injuries of the dozen wounded soldiers in the barracks. Except for two who were slightly better and still somewhat conscious, the remaining ten or so were all likely to die at any time.

, the injuries on their bodies had long been inflamed and ulcerated, and several of them were still suffering from high fevers.

Even for the two whose injuries were slightly minor, relatively speaking, they didn't even have the strength to get out of bed. They were eating, drinking, and defecating, and Veterinary Hao was taking care of them all.

He ate the bowl of boiled pumpkin given by Veterinary Hao without leaving any soup, then washed the bowl and put it back on the bedside.

"ah!!!"

"Veterinarian! You old fool!"

"Little Master, I'm not done with you!"

From the barracks, Meng Fanfeng's screams and curses, like those of a slaughtered pig, were heard, and the others had long been accustomed to this.

Bu La, the Hunan guy next to the fire, spoke with a Hunan accent: "Damn it, the veterinarian killed the pig again!"

The Sichuanese man next to him poked the fire with a stick and said with a smile: "At the level of a veterinarian, he will cure lameness even if it is not lame!"

There is not much difference between the Sichuan dialect and the Hunan dialect that is not spicy. The latter is probably from the Wuling Mountains. In the whole of Hunan, basically only the dialect there is similar to Sichuan.

In the barracks, the members of the cannon fodder group teased the veterinarian and Meng Fan at one point or another, and the atmosphere was quite good.

Wang Zhong did not join in, but directly entered the veterinarian's wounded soldiers' barracks.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Meng Fanlai lying on the bed. He was only wearing a shirt, his trousers were taken off, and he was not even wearing any underwear. The wound on the heel of his left thigh had begun to fester.

"Let me do it!" Wang Zhong's words interrupted the two people in the room, and both pairs of eyes looked at him.

"Are you really good at medicine?" It's not that Meng Fanglia doesn't believe Wang Zhong, but under the current conditions, let alone Wang Zhong, even if Hua Tuo is alive and has no medicine, there is nothing he can do with his leg.

Wang Zhong did not answer Meng Fan's words. He only glanced at his wound and said, "Your wound has begun to fester. The effect of sulfonamide is limited. If you don't deal with it, your leg will be useless!"

My family knew about my family affairs and what was going on with my legs, how could Meng Nuanlao not know about it.

The veterinarian stepped aside, and Wang Zhong quickly stepped forward and treated Meng Fanxiao's gas wound skillfully.

"Tomorrow I will go to the nearby mountains to see if I can find some herbal medicine. Although the side effects of sulfonamide are not small, I still have to take it." Compared with side effects and life, life is naturally more important.

If the current situation of lack of medical treatment and medicine becomes serious, not to mention a leg, or even life may be lost.

After all, if it is really ulcerated and infected, even if the leg is amputated, Meng Fanle's life may not be saved under the current conditions.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhong got up before dawn.

Yesterday, he had made observations in advance. He left the shelter and headed west. After walking a short distance, he reached the foot of the mountain. He then followed the trail all the way up the mountain. After walking for more than half an hour, he arrived in the remote mountains and old forests.

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At this time, the sky was already bright. Wang Zhong was sitting on the branch of a big tree, holding a piece of braised beef in his hand. He was eating big mouthfuls. While eating, he was observing the situation around him. There was already a lot of food in the space.

Many fresh herbs were picked by him along the way.

Wang Zhong had already planned to go into the mountains to collect herbs, and he went into the mountains not only to collect herbs, but also to observe the surrounding terrain.

Today I haven't crossed the Nu River yet, but I'm just around Chanda. In a few days, Wang Zhong will go to the Nantianmen on the other side.

Although after the war started, with the stationing of armies and the construction of fortifications, the general terrain will not change. What Wang Zhong has to do now is to draw a detailed topographic map of both sides of the Taiwan Strait to prepare for the war that will start in the future.
Chapter completed!