Before heading to the mountains, Yunyi visited the village clinic. She prepared three days' worth of traditional Chinese medicine for the injured man next door.
When she arrived with the medicine, Liu Chenglin was splitting firewood in the courtyard. "Liu Zhiqing, this is medicine for three days," she said. "Boil three bowls of water down to one, and take it half an hour after meals. Also, ensure the wound doesn't get infected over the next few days. If possible, it's best to take the patient to the hospital. They can handle any unexpected issues promptly there."
It wasn't that she wanted to meddle. However, the wound was significant, and with the hot weather, she worried it might become inflamed if not handled properly, leading to other adverse outcomes. Besides, she didn't want to invite trouble. She had clearly heard their conversation last night. Helping was one thing; getting entangled was another.
Liu Chenglin nodded. "Alright, thanks for the reminder."
