Years: Salted fish life since going to the countryside

Regardless of whether to operate or not, Han Li moved this leader Liu to the bed first.

Seeing Han Li's suspicious eyes, Village Chief Zhao picked up a cigarette pouch from the side, filled it up, lit it, and began to tell about this man.

This leader Liu has three sons and a daughter, and the situation of the children is also a bit complicated. Many things in this era are too complicated and some things are inconvenient to explain clearly.

But as long as a person is alive, as long as you are in the system, you will inevitably stand in line, or be in line.

This leader Liu is lucky, because he has not been in the front line of the unit because of his leg injury.

Later, he was placed in this small station jointly by his comrades-in-arms. His job was to inspect this section of the railway, and occasionally guard the goods that needed to be transshipped here for two days.

Although the days are a bit boring, it is much better than sending them down to work in factories or farming in villages.

Because he is also considered a semi-disabled person, and he left the whirlpool of the unit early, but no one cares about him.

besides.

Village head Zhao briefly said what he hadn't finished just now with the effort of a bag of cigarettes, and then added something embarrassingly after saying this.

"Hehe, speaking of it, I'm still impatient. It's really unrealistic to retrieve the shrapnel in the dim light now."

Han Li thought to himself that he didn't rely on light to operate the knife, and that it would be easier for him to operate in the dark, so he said.

"Village Chief, the light is not a big problem, so let's take off Leader Liu's pants first, so that I can get the shrapnel more easily."

"Are you okay? Let's be safe, at worst, I'll get him drunk again tomorrow."

"I have a solid memory of where the shrapnel are and I'm sure I can get them out."

"Won't it hurt your tendons?"

"Won't."

"Okay, then you go to prepare things, and I'll take off his pants. When he was injured and couldn't move, I took off his pants to help apply medicine to clean the wound. I didn't expect him to be killed by me after so many years. Take off your pants, and see if I don't blackmail him to death when things are done."

Han Li nodded and began to prepare things aside, such as silver needles, knives, needles and threads... and other items for disinfection.

When he was about to prepare, Village Chief Zhao had already pulled off Leader Liu's pants.

Han Li stepped forward to seal the pain with the silver needle, and on the surface he still used the silver needle to confirm the location of the shrapnel.

Repeatedly sterilized the skin that needed surgery, and then raised and lowered the knife with the hand, and an incision about the size of a shrapnel appeared.

At this time, Han Li showed a very focused look. He fixed his leg with one hand, and kept kneading and hitting the designated position with the other hand, which made the nearby muscles vibrate like water lines. She trembled regularly, and more blood flowed at the incision site.

This operation stunned Village Chief Zhao who was standing by. Just when he was about to say something, Han Li reached into the bleeding incision with tweezers and pulled out a piece of shrapnel, put it on the table, and slammed it out. With a sigh of relief, he wiped off the sweat that didn't exist with his sleeve, and then continued with the original steps.

In fact, Han Li had already decomposed the shrapnel when he made the incision, and then began to try to decompose the sarcoma growing together with the shrapnel.

This sarcoma is actually fine if you don't get rid of it, because it will be absorbed by the body with a high probability over time.

But Han Li wanted to give it a try out of nowhere. After all, it was very difficult for him to come across such cases in Shanghe Village.

After trying twice, the mental power was consumed a lot, but the effect was almost insignificant.

Han Li restrained his mind and began to focus on the performance. It didn't take long for the two pieces of shrapnel to be taken out.

The next step is to wipe, disinfect, apply his homemade wound medicine, and simply suture two stitches to wrap up the incision.

Afterwards, Han Li took the pulse of Leader Liu seriously, and said to the nervous Village Chief Zhao with a tired expression.

"The village chief was lucky. This time it went very smoothly and no bones were injured. Leader Liu only needs to rest for a few days until the wound heals. He will basically be able to get rid of the sore pain from before."

"Okay, okay, if he can get rid of the pain this time, it's all thanks to you, so don't say anything superfluous, and just look at me from now on if I'm not real."

After some courtesies, the two of them heated up the dishes and filled their stomachs before going to bed.

After all, it was not very comfortable to be on the train all night, so Han Li slept soundly this time.

The next day, Han Li went outside to practice boxing early in the morning.

When Han Li slowly put away his fists and returned to the door of the house, he heard Village Chief Zhao and Leader Liu sitting on the kang chatting.

However, from their conversation, it can be heard that this person did not complain that Village Chief Zhao was arbitrarily assertive, which made Han Li heave a sigh of relief.

When Han Li returned to the house, he was naturally thankful again. He reheated yesterday's leftovers and gave breakfast to him.

After eating, Han Li took out the ointment for relieving old wounds, and explained the efficacy for Leader Liu to apply it when he felt uncomfortable.

Because of the knife just opened yesterday, Han Li was too embarrassed to go out for a stroll, so he sat aside and read the newspapers here. Village Chief Zhao and Leader Liu sat on the kang, played chess and chatted.

The first day passed like this, and Village Chief Zhao did not reveal the slightest intention to leave.

When Han Li went around the next day, he found that the mountains here were relatively short, and they couldn't even catch up with the mountains around Shanghe Village.

And just like Leader Liu said, the trees on the mountain were cut down during the period of steelmaking, and the trees replanted later were too young. If you are lucky here, you can meet small animals such as pheasants and hares. With no luck you won't even find a mushroom.

He heard that there was a mine in a distant place, but Han Li didn't inquire about the mine, because no matter what the mine was, it belonged to the state, and he didn't plan to visit a place with real guns.

There is a small river here that is about the size of Shanghe Village. At first, Han Li planned to get some ice here, but he put down this idea considering that there was a mine nearby.

That night, I changed the medicine for Leader Liu and asked about the condition of the wound. The other party said that it felt very good, and now the feeling of hard swelling was gone, and the whole leg felt much more comfortable.

On the third day, Han Li didn't go out for a stroll, because the surrounding situation was too boring.

So he stayed in the house drinking tea, reading books, listening to their chats, and he could pick up a sentence or two from time to time.

However, Leader Liu asked Han Li to call him Uncle Liu instead, and Village Chief Zhao became Uncle Zhao.

After dinner that night, Leader Liu actually asked Village Chief Zhao to help him walk around the house twice.

Han Li did not stop this, because each wound only had two stitches, and it was barely three days now, and some simple exercises were beneficial to the recovery of the wound.

Uncle Liu strolled around twice with the support of Han Li and Village Chief Zhao, one on the left and the other on the right. He sat on the kang and praised Han Li's craftsmanship.

On the fourth day, when Han Li just came back from practicing boxing outside, Village Chief Zhao took out several pieces of paper stamped with the official seal of Shanghe Village and handed them over.

"I've been bored here for the past two days. There is a train passing by today. You can go to Bingcheng for a few days with these certificates. If you have enough fun, you can just go back to Shanghe Village."

"Uncle Zhao, I can't leave at this time. Uncle Liu has to change his wound every day, and the thread on it hasn't been removed yet."

Uncle Liu said with a smile on the side: "We are no more skilled at changing the dressing than you are, and taking out the stitches is not a big deal. Most of the stitches on our own wounds were removed by hand in those years.

So you don't have to stay here with the two of us, and if you don't leave today, the next train will have to wait for three days. "

This is what Village Chief Zhao said at this time. Han Li is now a master who listens to advice and eats his fill.

So Han Li kept all the remaining wound medicines, and discussed with Village Chief Zhao what to say who would return to the village first.

When the train arrived, Han Li left this small station, and he was still riding in a wagon.

Along the way, amidst the bang bang bang bang, Han Li once again set foot on the land of the ice city.

Walking out of the train station, Han Li looked at his watch. The current time was 11:10 am.

At this time, Han Li remembered the "Renewal Hotel" mentioned in the nostalgic article he saw in his previous life. At that time, it was called the last state-run hotel.

So Han Li asked passers-by for the address, and then took the bus and headed there.

Get off at Nansidao Street, outside the road, and then walk for a while before arriving at the entrance of the Xinxin Hotel, which is what it looks like from the front of the restaurant.

After Han Li walked in, he found that there was a space of about 60 square meters, which is not a small area at present.

The walls of all state-run restaurants are hung with menus, and Han Li doesn't know what's delicious here.

However, Han Li has been drinking the cool breeze all morning. When he saw that there were wontons on the menu, he wanted to order one to warm his stomach.

Then I saw the donkey meat being eaten by the people next to me, and finally ordered three donkey meat and a bowl of chaos.

After paying the money, Han Li found a seat and sat down. Not long after, the waiter shouted loudly from the window.

"The wontons and donkey meat ordered by that comrade are ready now. Come here quickly and take them away."

Well, not only are the menus the same, but the service attitude is also the same.

But the amount here is still really big, the chaos is a big bowl full, and the size of the donkey meat is also very big.

The wontons are all the kind with thin skin and big stuffing, and you can tell that there are plenty of ingredients inside.

The donkey meat is very crispy when touched, and there is a lot of donkey meat inside.

However, Han Li took a sip of the chaotic soup first, the soup tasted very delicious.

The stuffing of the wontons was well prepared, and it seemed to be a bit better than Yun Jingjing's, but it was also possible that Han Li was hungry.

A bite of the donkey meat is really crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The skin of the donkey is so crispy and the donkey meat inside is just right.

Just as Han Li was working hard, a very small voice came from the table next to him.

"Brother, have you heard? Brother Long's black market just arrived with a batch of new goods yesterday. It is said that there are many things from the north."

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