The Blessed Farm Girl Has a Spatial Storage-Chapter 343: Befriending Cao Yun

343 Befriending the Cao Yun Transporters

"The people from Cao Yun arrived just in time. They’re alright and should be nearing the Jiangning pier by now."

After patiently answering all her questions, Qiao Muchen smiled and asked, "Do you have any more questions?"

Zhao Zhitong shook her head and chuckled, "No more."

Qiao Muchen couldn’t help but smile fondly, extending his hand to tousle her hair. "Alright, no more questions then. Get up. Aunt Jin and the others are roasting game meat and said they’d call you over to eat when you woke up."

Hearing about game meat, Zhao Zhitong’s eyes lit up. After more than ten days on the ship, her taste buds had grown dull.

She nodded immediately, got off the bed, and went outside with Qiao Muchen.

By then, the sky had darkened, and a full moon hung high. Bonfires blazed on the ground, creating a lively atmosphere.

The Cao Yun camp was like a small village, with many people living together. At that moment, numerous people were gathered around bonfires, roasting game meat, its fragrance wafting through the air.

The aroma instantly whetted Zhao Zhitong’s appetite.

Seeing them emerge, Jin Clan Sister-in-law immediately stood up and warmly welcomed them, guiding Zhao Zhitong to sit down.

"Well, look at that! From now on, let no one say, ’Fine clothes make the person, just as a good saddle makes the horse.’ Look at these plain, rustic clothes of ours. Yet, when this young lady wears them, she still looks exceptionally beautiful!"

As soon as Zhao Zhitong sat down, a woman beside her smiled and remarked.

Many others chimed in agreement.

"Indeed! This young lady is naturally beautiful, like a celestial maiden. She doesn’t need fine clothes to look good. Unlike us, who are so big and brawny, we look like barrels no matter what we wear, HAHAHA!"

Jin Clan Sister-in-law tore off a large piece of venison from a hind leg and handed it to Zhao Zhitong. "Here, young lady, eat up. This venison is very fresh."

Zhao Zhitong quickly accepted it with thanks. It was her first time eating venison, and she found it quite novel.

The people around them were heartily eating meat and chatting, and Zhao Zhitong was quite caught up in their infectious enthusiasm.

No wonder Qiao Muchen said that Cao Yun was like its own distinct world, drawing people from all corners of the country. The people here indeed seemed to mostly come from all corners of the country. Their speech and actions carried a spirit typical of such a life, and they were all very open. Zhao Zhitong had a very good impression of them and felt a strong affinity towards them.

Just then, Chief Jin walked over. Sister-in-law Jin immediately tore off a piece of meat, handed it to him with a smile, and invited him to sit and eat with everyone.

Chief Jin was a powerfully built, burly man with dark skin. His voice was deep and coarse, but he didn’t look ferocious.

But his complexion...

Zhao Zhitong’s gaze lingered on Chief Jin’s face for a moment before she asked, "Chief Jin, are you injured?"

At her words, Chief Jin froze, the meat he was gnawing on halfway to his mouth. He looked at Zhao Zhitong in surprise. "How did you know?"

He glanced at Aunt Jin, wondering if she had told Zhao Zhitong. But that doesn’t make sense, he thought. Why would Aunt Jin tell her something like that for no reason?

Just then, Zhao Zhitong resolved his doubt. "Chief Jin, when you accept things, you habitually use your right hand, so you’re clearly not left-handed."

"However, you later switched to your left hand, which suggests your right hand might be injured. Furthermore, there’s a faint scent of medicinal herbs about you; you must have recently applied some. That’s why I made that guess."

Now, not only Chief Jin but also the surrounding people grew uneasy, all looking at Zhao Zhitong.

"You... you..." Chief Jin was completely stunned.

At this point, Qiao Muchen, who was beside her, smiled and said, "My friend is a physician. She has studied medicine since she was young and can tell things from one’s complexion."

"A physician?" Chief Jin nodded. A young girl as a physician, that’s truly rare.

And this young girl is quite skilled; she knew I was injured just by looking at me.

Zhao Zhitong continued, "Chief Jin, if you are injured, then you mustn’t eat this meat. For external wounds, certain foods should be avoided as they can hinder healing and cause inflammation."

Hearing this, Chief Jin immediately put down the meat in his hand and stopped eating.

His wound had been troubling him for some time and showed no signs of healing. Recently, the pain in his shoulder had become so severe that he could barely use his arm.

So he immediately asked, "Young lady, do you have a way to treat it?"

Zhao Zhitong nodded. "Let me take your pulse first."

Hearing this, the others stood up and moved aside, making space for Zhao Zhitong to take his pulse. Afterwards, she also examined the wound.

「A moment later.」

Zhao Zhitong withdrew her hand. "Chief Jin, your wound was inflicted by a rusty metal object. It wasn’t properly disinfected before medicine was applied."

"Furthermore, it has frequently been exposed to dampness, causing the wound to become inflamed. If not treated promptly, I’m afraid it could become life-threatening."

Hearing this, Aunt Jin’s face turned pale. She anxiously asked, "Can it be cured?"

Zhao Zhitong nodded. "Yes, it can. I just wonder, Chief Jin, if you trust me enough."

His wound had troubled him for a long time without healing. Since his work often relied on physical strength, Chief Jin naturally hoped Zhao Zhitong could cure him.

This young girl is young, but her expression doesn’t suggest she’s merely boasting, he thought.

Therefore, without hesitation, he nodded. "Alright! I trust you. Go ahead!"

With that, he readily bared his right shoulder.

Zhao Zhitong couldn’t help but chuckle. "Chief Jin, I’ll need some tools."

I have surgical tools and medicine in my space, but I was rescued from the river, so I have no way to explain them. I’ll have to ask Chief Jin to prepare what I need, she thought.

Chief Jin paused for a moment, then remembered and chuckled. "What do you need? I’ll have someone prepare it for you."

Zhao Zhitong thought for a moment. "Chief Jin, your wound has already ulcerated. I’ll need a sharp blade to debride the necrotic tissue and then suture the wound."

"Chief Jin, please have someone prepare a sharp blade, strong spirits for disinfection, and a needle and thread."

"As for medicinal herbs, I’ll write a prescription. Someone from Cao Yun can get them filled."

"No problem!" Chief Jin waved his hand expansively, immediately dispatching someone to prepare everything Zhao Zhitong required.

Then, Zhao Zhitong added, "Oh, right, and please light a few more torches."

Soon, the medicinal herbs and tools were all prepared.

The Cao Yun members also lit more torches, and instantly, the area around Zhao Zhitong became as bright as day.

With all preparations complete, the ’minor surgery’ began.

Many people gathered to watch. As they observed Zhao Zhitong’s skilled hands incising the wound and excising the necrotic tissue, many onlookers winced as if they felt the pain themselves.

Chief Jin, however, did not make a sound from beginning to end.

One couldn’t help but admire his fortitude. Truly a man of martial training!

When Zhao Zhitong finished suturing the wound, many onlookers sighed in relief.

Zhao Zhitong’s technique was something many had never witnessed before, and they couldn’t help but marvel at her superb medical skills.

After tidying up her instruments, Zhao Zhitong stood up. "Alright, that’s done. However, the sutures will need to be removed later."

Chief Jin put his clothes back on and nodded. "Then we’ll have to trouble Miss Zhao to stay here for a few more days."