Sold immediately after wearing it? I took my family and fled the famine.

After leaving the Jiang family ancestral hall, Jiang Xing didn't linger and quickly walked home.

Zhang sat on the threshold, her left arm hanging down, her face sallow.

The calf lay on the straw mat, the herbs on the back of its head had dried, the scabs and medicine were stuck together, and its face was as white as paper. It seemed that the ointment applied yesterday was almost worn off, and emergency measures had to be taken.

"Grandma, pack your things, we're going to town." Jiang Xing squatted down and carried the calf on his back.

Zhang was taken aback: "The town? Going to the town now?"

"The calf's head can't wait any longer." Jiang Xing's tone was somewhat impatient, and his speech became much faster: "The village's barefoot doctor can't treat this kind of injury, but there are doctors at the town clinic."

Zhang opened her mouth, wanting to say, "We have no money," but seeing Jiang Xing's eyes, she swallowed her words.

She could heal the calf's head injury, but the original owner of this body was completely helpless. Her personality changed drastically because of the great shock she suffered, which Zhang Shi could barely accept. If she suddenly said that she could heal injuries, anyone with a brain wouldn't believe it, let alone a peasant girl who couldn't read many words.

Therefore, she had to use the clinic as a cover. Furthermore, she also wanted to see how good the medical skills were in this era. If that didn't work, she would take matters into her own hands. She also had some medicinal herbs she had dug up in her basket, which she needed to convert into cash. She could only use the mall points to buy supplies, and it was inconvenient not to have any silver on her.

Jiang Xing carried the calf on his back, supported his grandmother with one hand, and went out the door.

Under the big locust tree at the village entrance, several village women whispered among themselves when they saw the three of them, grandmother and grandchildren, looking like this, but no one came up to ask them a question.

It takes about an hour to walk from Jiangjia Village to the town if you walk quickly.

Jiang Xing carried the calf on her back, the calf's head resting on her shoulder. Zhang Shi followed behind, her left arm still in a sling, trying her best to keep up with Jiang Xing's pace.

They arrived in town as the sun began to set.

The aroma of wontons wafted over from the street stalls, and the calf twitched its nose, but didn't say anything.

Jiang Xing asked passersby for directions and found the only clinic in town, Ji Ren Tang.

Jirentang's storefront is not large, with two strings of medicine signs hanging at the entrance, revealing a row of two-meter-high medicine cabinets inside.

Jiang Xing pushed open the door and entered, a strong smell of herbs wafting towards him.

Behind the counter sat an old man in his fifties, with a thin, long face, a goatee, and wearing a faded blue cloth robe. Next to him, a young apprentice was grinding medicine.

Dr. Lin looked up and saw Jiang Xing carrying a child who was still unconscious as he entered. He put down the pestle in his hand and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Please, doctor, take a look at my grandmother's injury."

Doctor Lin glanced at the old woman, then asked his apprentice to examine her, but it was clear that the child on the girl's back was more seriously injured.

"Please bring your child in." Then she walked behind the counter.

Jiang Xing followed behind, carrying him on her back, and discovered that there was actually a small courtyard behind them. She put the calf down and carefully peeled off the herbs from the back of his head.

When Dr. Lin came closer to take a look, he gasped in shock.

On the back of the calf's head, there was a long gash, with the skin and flesh torn open.

The blood was half-dried, but the edges of the wound were black, indicating an infection.

"What hit this person?" Dr. Lin frowned.

Jiang Xing didn't answer, but frowned and asked Doctor Lin, "Can it be cured?"

Doctor Lin pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "This wound is too deep. In my thirty years of medical practice, this kind of wound... can only be treated with wound medicine, and we'll leave it to fate. Whether the child lives or dies depends on his own destiny."

Leave it to fate? Jiang Xing has never believed in fate or destiny.

"If the wound could be stitched up, would I be able to live?"

Dr. Lin was taken aback: "Sew it up? You mean... sew up the wound like you sew clothes?"

"That's right," Jiang Xing said. "When the flesh on both sides of the wound heals together, it heals faster and is less prone to infection."

Doctor Lin frowned: "I've seen similar records in medical books, saying that such methods exist in other regions. But I've never seen it with my own eyes, much less know how to do it. How would you, a young woman, know about this?"

"My father taught me this when he was alive," Jiang Xing made up an excuse. "He was a merchant who saw knife wounds and learned this method."

Dr. Lin stared at her for a long time, then looked down at the wound on the back of the calf's head.

"Can you sew?"

"meeting."

Dr. Lin was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay, you can give it a try. But let me make this clear from the start: if anything goes wrong, my clinic won't be responsible. You'll still have to pay for the medicine and consultation."

Jiang Xing nodded: "I'll take responsibility myself."

She turned and walked to a quiet corner in the backyard of the clinic, made sure no one was around, and then turned on the system screen.

[Mall System]

She quickly searched for: needle and thread, disinfectant.

[Medical suture needles (curved needles) x 1 pack (10 needles) - 25 points]

[Medical sutures (absorbable) x 1 roll - 15 points]

[Iodine disinfectant (small bottle) - 8 points]

[Small Bamboo Tube - 5 points]

Medical scraper - 25 points

But they couldn't find any anesthetic, so they had no choice but to let the calf endure the pain.

She redeemed the 78 points directly.

The screen went dark, and a small cloth bag appeared in her hand, containing the things she had just bought. She poured iodine into a bamboo tube, hid the iodine bottle in her sleeve, and walked back to the courtyard with the cloth bag.