Lu Wanqing lowered her head and saw it too. The bamboo house was filled with blood on the floor!
"Are you crazy? That's a dagger! Without a doctor, how could you pull it out yourself!" Lu Wanqing had forgotten her aloofness and fear, so angry she felt like she could spit blood.
"Sit down quickly, I'll bandage you and apply some medicine to stop the bleeding and reduce inflammation!" Lu Wanqing said again.
She didn't know much, but she knew basic first aid for stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation.
Surprisingly, Zhong Li Feiyu didn't struggle. When Lu Wanqing asked him to sit, he sat down.
Lu Wanqing looked at the bloodstains all over him, feeling a bit dizzy. How could this man be like this? Wasn't he afraid of pain?
A dagger had been plunged into his back, almost to his heart, showing how long the dagger was and how deep the wound was. Yet, in such a state, Zhong Li Feiyu dared to pull the dagger out himself.
"I have medicine," Zhong Li Feiyu finally explained after sitting down. Although his voice still carried the heroic aura of a soldier, he couldn't hide his weakness.
In fact, he had already taken medicine before he fainted. Otherwise, with such a severe injury, he wouldn't have lasted until Lu Wanqing found him.
Zhong Li Feiyu took out a bottle of medicine and showed it to Lu Wanqing.
Lu Wanqing looked at the medicine, her mind momentarily blank.
Zhong Li Feiyu said, "Don't worry about me. I've been on the battlefield since I was a teenager and have experienced much more serious injuries than this. This is nothing."
For some reason, Lu Wanqing felt a strange discomfort in her heart, or perhaps, anger?
"Don't you care about your life at all?" Lu Wanqing took off Zhong Li Feiyu's shirt and saw the old and new bloodstains. The unhappy feeling in her heart intensified.
Zhong Li Feiyu was no longer just himself. He was not only the Marshal's son but also Xiao Yi's father, her child's father!
It was fine if Zhong Li Feiyu didn't care about his own life, but had he ever considered what would happen if he died? Xiao Yi was only four years old, what would happen to the child?
Such a young child, without a mother's care, and constantly facing the danger of losing his father, what kind of life would Xiao Yi have?
Zhong Li Feiyu noticed the change in her tone and was slightly taken aback. He was confused and didn't understand why she was suddenly angry.
Lu Wanqing suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. She got some water, carefully cleaned his wound, then applied the medicine to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, and finally took out a clean new shirt, tearing it into strips. She bandaged his wound piece by piece.
Lu Wanqing and Zhong Li Feiyu were not familiar with each other, and she hadn't even taken care of Xiao Yi yet, let alone spent time alone with him. Therefore, many words were stuck in her throat, and she didn't know how to express them.
After bandaging Zhong Li Feiyu, Lu Wanqing stood up and turned to leave.
Lu Wanqing didn't speak again. She silently collected firewood, and after returning, she continued to make fire by friction. Once the fire was burning, she placed the makeshift pot on it and began preparing breakfast.
Xiao Mu Lan had been following his mother closely. He inexplicably felt that his mother was unhappy and had remained silent.
Until breakfast was almost ready, Xiao Mu Lan finally couldn't help but ask, "Mom, are you angry?"
Lu Wanqing paused, then shook her head and said, "No."
Xiao Mu Lan pursed his lips and said nothing more.
The bird eggs were cooked. Lu Wanqing took them out and divided them into three portions, one for herself, Xiao Mu Lan, and Zhong Li Feiyu. The remaining wild vegetables and mushrooms were mixed together, and a few more eggs were added to make egg drop soup.
But to drink soup, they needed bowls. Without bowls, it was impossible!
Lu Wanqing thought for a moment, took out an energy blade from her spatial storage, and walked towards the remaining bamboo grove.
She had brought back a lot of bamboo yesterday to build the house. After the main frame of the bamboo house was done, there were still a few left outside. Now, she would cut one down and make a few bamboo bowls from the sections, which would be convenient to use.
The energy blade, used for making mechas, was very sharp. With a single cut, it felt like it could slice through metal. Lu Wanqing only needed a few simple cuts to make three bowls. Swish, swish, and they were done.
With the bamboo bowls made, they needed to be washed. The river was nearby.
"I'll go wash the bamboo bowls. Wait for me here," Lu Wanqing said to Zhong Li Feiyu and Mu Lan after finishing the bowls.
Zhong Li Feiyu and Mu Lan were stunned. They stared blankly at Lu Wanqing as she walked away with several bamboo sections. What was she doing?
Lu Wanqing quickly washed the bamboo bowls a few times. Once they were clean, she returned with the items.
There was quite a bit of soup, with egg drop, wild vegetables, and mushrooms. It smelled delicious just from standing nearby. Lu Wanqing filled the bamboo bowls with egg drop soup and then handed them to Zhong Li Feiyu and Mu Lan.
"Try it, it should taste good," Lu Wanqing said.
Mu Lan took the bowl his mother handed him and, without a second thought, nodded heavily, "Mm!"
Xiao Mu Lan looked down at the hot soup in the bamboo bowl, then at the bamboo bowl itself. The little fellow stared at the bamboo bowl again and again, finally turning to Zhong Li Feiyu and saying, "Uncle Zhong Li, is my mom really amazing? She can make bowls out of bamboo! This bowl is so useful, it can hold soup!"
Out in the wild, Xiao Mu Lan had already prepared himself mentally that he wouldn't be able to eat things casually like at home. But now, the little fellow realized that it seemed like there was no difference in the forest, and his mother could easily make everything they needed. Mom was so amazing!
Zhong Li Feiyu glanced at Mu Lan and nodded, "Mm."
Lu Wanqing, having arranged things for the two of them, also served herself a bowl of mushroom soup. It was indeed very fragrant!
Mu Lan took a sip of the soup, and his eyes immediately lit up. He looked at his mother and said excitedly, "Mom, this soup is so delicious, so fragrant, and so tender!"
The "tender" Mu Lan referred to were the mushrooms in the soup. There were many mushrooms in the forest. When they picked them in the early morning, Lu Wanqing chose almost only the small, newly emerged mushrooms, which were naturally tender and fragrant!
"If it's delicious, eat more," Lu Wanqing said, her mood finally improving as she looked at her child's shining eyes.
Xiao Mu Lan immediately nodded, overjoyed!
Breakfast was finished quickly. Xiao Mu Lan then asked his mother about fishing.
"Mom, when are we going fishing?"
"I'll make a fish hook first," Lu Wanqing answered patiently.
Lu Wanqing took out her spatial storage again and rummaged through a pile of tools, finally selecting the ones she wanted and began making a fish hook.
Making a fish hook wasn't difficult. Lu Wanqing finished it quickly. While she was taking Xiao Mu Lan to dig for earthworms in the forest to use as bait, Zhong Li Feiyu came out of the bamboo house again.
"Lu Wanqing," Zhong Li Feiyu called her.
Lu Wanqing heard the sound and was startled. She turned back and saw Zhong Li Feiyu's pale face and lips, devoid of color.