Chapter 1896 Do you still want your leg treated?
Chapter 1896 Do you still want your leg treated?
Ba Ni quickly stood up from the small stool and hurriedly ran out.
Soon her cries rang out: "Mom! Mom! Come quick! Xiao Jiu is bleeding! Lots of blood!"
The second son's wife angrily threw down the spatula and strode out into the yard. Seeing Xiao Jiu's face covered in blood, she was startled, but quickly calmed down, went over, and picked her up. She discovered that Xiao Jiu had fallen on a rock, causing the heavy bleeding.
"Alright, it's nothing serious, she won't die." The second son's wife casually carried Jiu Ni back to the kitchen and wiped away the blood with a towel. Seeing that the wound was still bleeding, she pressed the towel against it, but the food in the pot was burning because no one was stirring it. Frustrated, she threw the towel into the basin and rushed over to save the food.
Ba Ni followed her into the kitchen and saw that Jiu Ni's head was still bleeding. She imitated her mother's actions, stood on tiptoe, picked up a towel from the basin, pressed it on Jiu Ni's head, and gently coaxed her, "Little Jiu, don't cry, don't cry, it doesn't hurt anymore. Sister will take you out to play and roast potatoes for you."
"Sister." Jiu Ni could only call out, crying, her hands tightly clutching Ba Ni's clothes, her small face covered with various scars.
The second daughter-in-law rescued the vegetables, glanced back at her two daughters, strode over, snatched the towel, looked at Jiu Ni's head wound, and seeing that the bleeding had stopped, casually threw the towel back into the basin. She impatiently ordered Ba Ni, "Hurry up and start the fire! What will your uncles eat when they come over?"
Ba Ni quickly pulled Jiu Ni to start a fire, threw potatoes into the stove, and took them out to coax Jiu Ni when they were cooked.
The principal's house.
"The principal isn't home?" the second son asked the principal's wife, puzzled. "Where did he go?"
"He went to visit Teacher Jiang," the principal's wife explained.
When the injured Teacher Jiang was mentioned, the second brother subconsciously touched his disabled right hand with his left hand.
The carpenter injured his back and became paralyzed and bedridden.
Teacher Jiang injured her leg and became lame, and two other people died.
I originally thought he was the unluckiest person to have injured his hand, but now it seems he is the luckiest. It must be his son who is protecting him.
After leaving the principal's house, the second son immediately went to Teacher Jiang's house.
Teacher Jiang injured her left leg and could only get out of bed with the help of crutches. After more than a month of recuperation, she could only walk with a limp after throwing away the crutches, and would experience excruciating pain after taking only a few steps.
He was afraid to go out for fear of being ridiculed, so he spent his days at home throwing tantrums and breaking things.
At first, his wife tolerated him and took good care of him, but after a while she couldn't stand it anymore and took the child back to her parents' home.
When the principal arrived at the house with his gifts, only Teacher Jiang was home.
Even though her family was poor, Teacher Jiang always kept herself clean and tidy when she went out. But now, she smelled sour and had a stubble beard, as if she had become a different person.
Seeing his dejected state, the principal put down his things and sighed, "Xiao Jiang, you can't go on like this. Talk to your wife and have her accompany you to a big hospital in the provincial capital. Maybe your leg can still be treated."
"Where would we get any money at home?" Teacher Jiang's eyes were filled with resentment. "I paid for all the medical expenses myself."
The principal sighed, took a fifty-yuan note from his pocket and placed it on the table. "So when are you going back to school?"
Teacher Jiang naturally wanted to go back to school, but when she went out with her cane, she had to endure countless strange looks from people along the way.
Having known him for many years, the principal naturally knew he was concerned about his image. He sighed and offered a few words of advice: "If you don't work, how will you save up enough money to go to a big hospital? Do you still want to get your leg treated?"
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