From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!-Chapter 1015 - 1011: Suturing (First Update)

When Mrs. Liu shouted out, it was already too late; the ashes in Mr. Mu’s shovel had already spilled out.

Sparks mixed with ashes all surged towards Huang Bita’s back—

Suddenly, a brick-red cotton coat rose into the air, sweeping away all the ashes.

At the same moment, Old Mrs. Mu let out a scream as the swept ashes all fell on her body, burning her and causing her to cry out in pain.

"Shuangshuang, you’ve come..." Mrs. Liu saw clearly who was in front of her and shouted excitedly.

Even Mr. Mu stared at Mu Shuangshuang as if he had grasped a lifeline.

Mu Shuangshuang didn’t speak. She squatted down, pressed on Huang Bita’s wound with one hand, and said to Mrs. Liu, "Auntie, go to the Sun family and find a clean cloth, be quick!"

Although Mrs. Liu didn’t know the reason, as soon as Mu Shuangshuang instructed, she rushed into Sun Dali’s house.

She found the Sun family’s wardrobe, grabbed a clean cloth, and rushed back out.

By this time, Huang Bita’s lips had turned somewhat pale; she was so scared, scared that she might die like this.

Her mind was in chaos, not knowing what to do.

"Da Lang..." Huang Bita murmured softly.

"Bita, listen to me, your injury isn’t serious, it’s not life-threatening, I’ll help you bandage it first.

Wait until the bleeding stops, then we’ll head back. Cousin is already on his way."

Mu Shuangshuang took the cloth Mrs. Liu handed over, pressed it on the wound, and tightly wrapped it around Huang Bita’s back.

These were the simplest first aid methods. Without wound medicine, they needed to wait for Zhang Huai Shu to come to stop the bleeding.

Just then, Mu Dajiang rushed into the Sun family’s courtyard.

His face was covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily, holding a cloth bag that no one knew what was inside. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Moreover, there was no sign of Zhang Huai Shu behind him.

Mr. Mu panicked, shouting, "Old Four, what about Zhang Huai Shu?"

"Dad, Aunt Cui said Uncle Zhang has gone to another village to treat someone; he won’t be back for two days," Mu Dajiang replied.

Mr. Mu was shocked, and in his excitement, his vision darkened, and he fell straight backward.

"Uncle Four, what are you holding?" Mu Shuangshuang asked.

"I don’t know; Aunt Cui gave it to me. She said Uncle Zhang used these things to save people before," Mu Dajiang said.

"Give it to me! Uncle Four, help me take my cousin into the Sun family’s house together."

Mu Shuangshuang knew that the Old Mu Family was not close to the Sun family, and if they went back to bandage her again, Huang Bita would surely bleed to death.

The two carefully helped Huang Bita into the Sun family’s guest room.

In just this short time, the cloth wrapped around Huang Bita had already turned red.

The air was filled with a bloody smell with a pungent metallic odor, leaving everyone, except Mu Shuangshuang, unsteady on their feet.

"Auntie, boil some water. And except for you, don’t let anyone else in."

Mu Shuangshuang cut open Huang Bita’s garment with scissors, wiped away the bloodstains with a clean cloth, and examined the wound.

The wound wasn’t deep, no bone showing, but it was long, seeming to need stitching.

She opened the cloth bag Mu Dajiang brought back, took out the golden sore medicine inside, and carefully sprinkled it on Huang Bita’s back.

She said, "Cousin, your wound isn’t deep, but it’s long. To heal quickly, it needs stitching. It might hurt a bit, is that okay?"

Huang Bita now had no way out.

But she knew that in this family, apart from her husband, Shuangshuang was the only person she could truly trust.

"Yes! I’m not afraid..." Huang Bita said.

Mu Shuangshuang nodded.

She gathered needles and thread in the room, using alcohol and fire to sterilize them.

When stitching, Mu Shuangshuang was a bit nervous; she wasn’t a doctor and had no medical expertise.

The little she knew was learned at the police academy in her past life.

Huang Bita, after all, was a living person, and without anesthetics or other auxiliary medicine, she couldn’t be as calm as treating a piece of pork rind.

Finally managing to stitch it up, Mu Shuangshuang was drenched in sweat.

Huang Bita’s condition was rather better; her back had long grown numb to pain, even when Mu Shuangshuang was stitching.

At last, Mu Shuangshuang finished with her task at hand!

She wiped her sweaty forehead with her sleeve, and coincidentally, Mrs. Liu had already boiled the hot water.

Using the hot water, Mu Shuangshuang wiped Huang Bita clean a bit, as well as dealing with the blood stains on herself.

When she turned around again, Huang Bita was already asleep.

Mu Shuangshuang found the anti-inflammatory medicine that needs boiling from Zhang Huai Shu’s cloth bag and went to the kitchen, found the Sun family’s clay pot, lit the stove, and started brewing medicine for Huang Bita.

This was when Mrs. Liu entered the kitchen. She said, "Shuangshuang, how come you’re here? And Dad asked about Bita’s condition."

According to Mu Shuangshuang’s instructions, no one other than herself and Mrs. Liu was allowed into the house.

Even Mr. Mu was kept outside.

Mr. Mu was worried about Huang Bita’s condition, so he sent Mrs. Liu to inquire.

"The bleeding has stopped!" Mu Shuangshuang said.

As for why Mu Shuangshuang came, she could only say it was all a coincidence.

After leaving the village, she remembered she forgot the gloves she wanted to bring for Fengzi and Dalang at home, so she turned back.

Once she arrived home, she heard about her grandmother chopping someone at the Sun family, and the injured was Huang Bita.

Without another word, Mu Shuangshuang rushed over frantically.

She caught sight of Mr. Mu holding the shovel, trying to use the ashes from the shovel to stop Huang Bita’s bleeding.

At first, she didn’t realize there were sparks amid the ashes.

She just thought that stuff might cause an infection in the wound.

But Mu Shuangshuang didn’t say any of this to Mrs. Liu; she only wanted to brew Huang Bita’s medicine as soon as possible.

——

In Tie Dao Village, Lu Yuanfeng and Mu Dalang had been working all morning and just took a short break.

Belly rumbling, the two were starting to feel hungry.

By now, it was past mealtime, yet the person who promised to bring food hadn’t appeared.

Lu Yuanfeng was feeling a bit impatient; he stood up and said to Mu Dalang, "Dalang, I’ll head back for a bit; Shuangshuang isn’t someone who doesn’t keep promises. If she said when she’ll come, she’ll definitely come at that time."

Lu Yuanfeng was worried something had happened to Mu Shuangshuang.

Mu Dalang understood and smiled, saying, "Then go ahead; I’ll stay here and work as much as I can."

Just then, someone dashed into the house; it was a villager from Tie Dao Village, followed by a breathless Sun Dali.

"Dalang, something terrible happened... Your grandmother injured your wife, and she’s losing a lot of blood."

Before Sun Dali could finish his words, Mu Dalang rushed out.

"Wait, I haven’t said, they are at my house." Sun Dali called out from behind, but there was no sign of Mu Dalang in sight.