flee from famine!After being forced to sell to a rough man, I counterattacked

Chapter 15
Qin Min choked, no wonder she didn't persuade her to eat wild vegetable soup in the morning, so she was waiting here.

"I can only eat one more piece at most."

Fu Minglai had no objection, and cut a piece for her, which was bigger than the sum of the previous two pieces.

Qin Min quietly took out a large piece of meat and was about to return it to him, but he didn't see his bowl.

Where is his bowl?

What about his big bowl?
Fu Minglai still put the hidden bowl in front of her, if she doesn't want to eat it, she can just eat it, what else can she do.

Qin Min breathed a sigh of relief, and asked curiously: "Didn't you say before that many doctors said that your sister's leg could not be cured? After all, Uncle Liang is a descendant of the imperial doctor, so he also said that it could not be cured?"

"He has to make some preparations, and he can try it when he says he is ready."

Qin Min nodded, "It would be great if it can be cured."

She wanted to heal his sister before, but now it seems that it is unnecessary. There are many capable people here.

It may not be a good thing for her to get involved, it's better to take care of her body first.

In the evening, she returned to the thatched cottage, planning to do some stretching on the bed to stretch her muscles and bones, and then do some low-intensity aerobics, and then gradually increase the intensity to exercise her body.

As a result, as soon as she opened the door and saw the weeds on the stone bed, she froze immediately.

She was woken up by this pile of grass in the morning.

Can she sleep on this pile of grass at night?
She entered the space resignedly, and found the weaving method of the straw mat through the book, which is easier than weaving a straw hat, but in addition to weaving, in order to make the straw mat soft, it needs drying, pounding, rinsing, and threading...

Qin Min stepped out of the space and glanced at the sky. The sky seemed to be smudged by a cloud of ink, and it was obvious that it would be completely dark soon.

There is no oil lamp in her room, and when it gets dark, her eyes are darkened, and she doesn't have to think about weaving straw mats, she can only sleep on the weeds.

Qin Min simply threw away the book, because it took him a long time to get rid of what was written in the book.

She might as well get a simple straw mat to make do tonight.

She straightened out the messy weeds, and pulled out dozens of more resilient weeds as ropes.

She took out a handful of weeds and tied the top, middle and bottom ends of the bunch of weeds with a rope. This was considered as a bunch of weeds, and dozens of bunches were made, and then dozens of bunches of weeds were tied together with ropes. .

Just make a simple straw mat shamelessly.

Qin Min put the straw mat on the bed and lay down on it. It was soft, like a thin layer of cushions, unexpectedly comfortable.

It's just that some weeds haven't been dealt with well, and they are a bit thorny, but it's okay to sleep wrapped in clothes.

It was completely dark at this moment, and there was no light in the house.

Qin Min found a new set of sackcloth in the dark, folded it a few times and put it under his head before going to sleep.

There was a loud noise outside the house.

Qin Min yawned, opened the door a little, and looked out.

Outside the house, someone hurried past with a torch, followed by another person, who was still carrying this person on his back.

The three of them hurried towards the big thatched hut where Uncle Liang was.

Qin Min recognized Liang Dawei and Sun Chengyi on his back by the light of the fire.

It seemed that Sun Chengyi's legs had deteriorated.

After thinking about it, she decided to go out of the house and follow them. It is a rare opportunity to see how the descendants of ancient imperial doctors healed diseases and saved lives.

Liang Dawei strode into the empty room next to the big thatched hut, and put the man on the stone bed inside.

Uncle Liang arrived very quickly, and seeing the deteriorating wound on Sun Chengyi's leg, the wrinkles on his face had increased a lot.

"You bastard! How dare you say it's almost ready, look at your leg! If it's any later, you'll have to cut off your leg to save your life."

Sun Chengyi was already dizzy, and the nagging made him feel even worse, so he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Uncle Liang, please let me go, can't you scold me after I recover?"

"Humph!"

Uncle Liang took Sun Chengyi's pulse, touched his wrist, and immediately said with a downcast face, "Go and bring a basin of cold water to wipe this kid's body to cool down."

Qin Min also arrived at the small hut, but was blocked by some tall people, so he couldn't see what Uncle Liang was doing, only heard his voice.

"I'll drain the pus and blood from his legs first, and then cut off some carrion."

The fire was swaying with the wind, and the wound on the leg seemed to be swaying with it.

Uncle Liang squinted his presbyopic eyes, and compared the area around the wound with the dagger, but he still couldn't get it right, so he had to shake his head, "No, the light is too bright, I can't see clearly."

Just wait until dawn, and really have to cut off the leg.

Uncle Liang stuffed the dagger into the palm of the person beside him, "Come here, I'll tell you where to get the knife."

Liang Dawei froze.

He was standing by the bed, holding the dagger, and the tip of the knife landed on top of Sun Chengyi's leg, but he couldn't cut it.

Sun Chengyi sneered, "Count me."

It was rare for Liang Dawei not to go back.

The others were also silent, not to mention Liang Da being cowardly, they were the same too.

They can disembowel others, but to stab their own brothers... it is better to stab themselves.

Uncle Liang often saw the two facing each other tit for tat, and thought that their relationship was not good, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Uncle Liang took back the dagger and looked at the others, "Which one of you is coming?"

Sun Chengyi volunteered, "I'll do it myself, I can stand it!"

No one ignored him.

"Where's the boss?"

"By the way, there is also the boss, the boss will definitely do it."

"I don't know where I am, there is no one in the house."

Liang Dawei suddenly said: "You can let Qin Min come, she can use a knife very dexterously."

Qin·Onlookers·Min was instantly pushed to the front for the best viewing angle, "??"

Liang Dawei looked at Qin Min nervously, "Little lady, can you help us treat the wound?"

The others also looked at Qin Min with serious and dignified expressions.

Qin Min nodded, "Yes."

Uncle Liang looked at the weak little lady, and handed her the dagger with hesitation and worry on his face.

This knife seems simple, but there are many things in it, such as how to exert force, the direction of the knife edge, the depth of the knife edge, the movement of the knife edge, the time for the knife edge to stay, etc. are all knowledge.

If it is cut in the wrong place, it may cause heavy bleeding and send the person away directly.

The little lady looked weak, if she took a life for nothing, would she be able to bear it?
Qin Min fumbled for the difference between a dagger and a scalpel, and several times his fingertips were almost scratched by the blade of the dagger before he found a suitable grip.

Seeing that she couldn't even hold the dagger, Uncle Liang became more worried, "Why don't I come in person in the morning?"

Sun Chengyi smiled wryly, "Of course it would be great if Uncle Liang could make a move, but can I wait until morning with my leg?"

Uncle Liang didn't speak, but everyone understood.

No, this leg is deteriorating so fast that it might have to be amputated by dawn.

Sun Chengyi took a deep breath, "Then come on, little lady, I believe little lady, just don't be scared, little lady."

Qin Min smiled gently, "Don't worry."

(End of this chapter)