Chapter 18: The Wound Healed

 “Aunt Zhang, don’t worry. Let’s go to the infirmary first.” Ling Xuemei was afraid that Aunt Zhang would delay Uncle Zhang’s treatment. She stepped forward and pulled her.

Aunt Zhang’s mind was only on Uncle Zhang. She couldn’t listen to reason. When someone pulled her, she angrily flung her arm away.

Ling Xuemei lost her balance and fell backward.

Ling Yao, quick-witted and quick-handed, stepped forward and caught Ling Xuemei, but she fell to the ground with a thud.

 Her hand accidentally landed on a small stone on the ground. The corner of the stone was very sharp, piercing Ling Yao’s palm. Blood immediately flowed out.

“Yaoyao.” Ling Xuemei stood up and immediately checked on Ling Yao.

“I’m fine. We’ll talk about it later.” Ling Yao endured the pain, got up from the ground, picked up the umbrella, and followed Ling Xuemei and the others towards the infirmary.

She looked down and saw her jade pendant had fallen out of her collar. She reached out and tucked it back in, but she didn’t notice that her blood had accidentally stained the pendant. The pendant flashed a white light.

Gu Qingan carried Uncle Zhang to the infirmary and placed him on the bed.

“Hiss!” Pulling on his injured hand, Gu Qingan couldn’t help but gasp. He had injured his hand while rescuing Uncle Zhang when a tile fell from above and hit him. It was still bleeding.

Ling Yao also noticed the blood on Gu Qingan’s hand. She handed him the medicine and gauze, “Can you handle it yourself?” She only gave him the medicine because he had saved someone. Otherwise, even if he died in front of her, she wouldn’t have looked twice. This man had hurt her so deeply in her past life, and in this life, she just wanted to stay far away from him and have nothing to do with him anymore.

“I can. Thanks! What about your hand?” Gu Qingan saw the blood on Ling Yao’s hand and guessed that she had gotten it when she fell earlier.

“It’s nothing.” Ling Yao replied indifferently, turned around, and walked out.

Gu Qingan’s face darkened slightly. He took the medicine and stepped out of the infirmary. Fortunately, he had already broken off his engagement with Ling Yao. Otherwise, if he had married her, his life would have become stagnant.

Ling Xuemei was busy for a long time before finally treating Uncle Zhang’s injuries. Fortunately, he had only fainted and was not seriously injured. He would be fine after resting for a few days.

After arranging for Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang to sleep in the infirmary, Ling Xuemei walked to Ling Yao, “Yaoyao, let me see your hand.” She had seen her daughter’s hand hit the stone on the ground earlier, and she was heartbroken.

“It’s just a small wound. It’s nothing. I’ve already put medicine on it. It will be fine tomorrow.” Ling Yao had already bandaged it, and she couldn’t feel any pain now.

“Really?” Ling Xuemei didn’t quite believe her.

“Really. Mom, you’ve been busy all day. Go to sleep.” Ling Yao saw the fatigue on Ling Xuemei’s face and felt a little heartbroken. When she had money, she would never let her mother work so hard again.

“Okay. You go to sleep early too.” Ling Xuemei had been busy all day and was indeed tired and sleepy.

“Good night!” Ling Yao hugged Ling Xuemei affectionately and turned to walk towards her room.

Ling Xuemei smiled helplessly and indulgently and walked towards her own room.

Ling Yao changed into her pajamas, climbed into bed, and soon fell asleep.

In her dream, a field of medicinal herbs appeared before her. The field was full of various medicinal herbs. She excitedly ran around the field, her nose filled with the fragrance of herbs.

Ling Yao slept soundly that night. She didn’t wake up until almost noon. She opened her eyes, yawned lazily, looked at the clock on the wall, and realized it was almost ten in the morning.

She rubbed her messy hair, got out of bed, put on her slippers, went to the closet, took out a clean set of clothes, and went out to wash her face and brush her teeth.

Ling Xuemei had just finished her work and was about to go to the kitchen to cook when she heard a noise from the room. She knew Ling Yao was awake. This morning, she had deliberately not woken Yaoyao up. She had stayed up late with her last night, so she must have been very tired. She wanted her to sleep a little longer.

“Mom.” Ling Yao, after brushing her teeth and washing her face, came to the kitchen. Seeing Ling Xuemei washing vegetables, she walked over to help her.

“Your hand hasn’t healed yet. Mom can do it.” Ling Xuemei glanced at the gauze wrapped around Ling Yao’s hand, a hint of heartache in her eyes.

Ling Xuemei didn’t say anything, and Ling Yao had already forgotten that her hand was injured. She couldn’t feel any pain.

“It’s fine now.”

“It’s fine, but you still can’t get it wet.”

Ling Yao looked at the wet gauze on her hand. It had gotten wet while she was washing her face.

Ling Xuemei noticed and glared at Ling Yao, “Go re-wrap it quickly. Be careful not to get the wound infected.”

“Oh.” Ling Yao could only obediently listen.

She went to the infirmary, took out the medicine and gauze from the medicine cabinet, and unwrapped the gauze on her hand.

The next moment, she was dumbfounded. Her palm was completely intact. There was no wound! But yesterday, she clearly had a deep wound. What was going on?

Ling Yao thought and thought, but she couldn’t figure it out. She simply decided not to think about it anymore.

 It was a good thing for her anyway. Otherwise, her mother wouldn’t let her help with housework for the next few days.

Ling Xuemei saw Ling Yao come back in and looked at her hand. Seeing that she wasn’t wearing gauze, she frowned slightly, “Why aren’t you wearing gauze?”

“I wasn’t injured. I must have been mistaken yesterday.” Ling Yao herself found it strange. The blood yesterday was real, and the pain was real, but there was no wound at all.

“How is that possible?” Ling Xuemei walked over, took Ling Yao’s hand, and looked it over carefully. She really couldn’t find any wound. She was puzzled. She clearly saw blood on Yaoyao’s hand yesterday.

“Mom, isn’t it a good thing that I’m not injured? I’ll help you wash the vegetables.” Ling Yao smiled, pulled her hand back, and walked towards the stove. She could even be reborn. What else couldn’t happen?

After eating, Ling Yao went to the village committee to call Zhao Kun.

This time, the phone finally connected.

“I have something to tell you too.” Zhao Kun was excited to hear Ling Yao’s voice.

“You go first.”

“It’s like this. I’ve already bought a set of used equipment from the winery, as you suggested. The equipment will be delivered to the factory tomorrow morning. Will you be free to come and take a look?”

“Okay.” Ling Yao replied. Actually, she had initially wanted Zhao Kun to buy a brand new set of equipment. After all, new equipment had better performance, higher efficiency, and a longer lifespan.

 But Zhao Kun said that new equipment would need to be imported from abroad, which might take one or two months to arrive.

That was too long. So, she suggested buying used equipment from the winery first. This would allow them to start production quickly and save some costs.

In her past life, she had a deep understanding of the equipment used to produce medicinal wine.

She had not only consulted with mechanics but had also studied the machine drawings in depth. So, as long as the old equipment was modified appropriately, it could be used to produce medicinal wine.