Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 532 Answer

Chapter 532: Chapter 532 Answer

The Medical Hall in Yan City was once again bustling with activity.

Looking at each person throbbing red with swelling, Liu Jie swallowed hard.

Thankfully, he had been slapped, not scratched by a claw.

"Brother Liu, could you please move aside and sit somewhere else? Leave the small bed for them to lie in."

Wang Jingzhi just finished treating Aze’s wound and said as he cleaned his hands.

"Ah, sure."

Liu Jie nodded and slowly moved away from the bed.

His ribs were almost healed, and there was indeed no need for him to lie down.

Looking at the constant stream of injured people being carried in, Wang Jingzhi sighed.

Aze’s wound was deep. The flesh around the wound had been brutally gouged out—it looked horrifying.

Especially since the wound was continuously swelling up and festering, and in less than a quarter of an hour, a good amount of pus had flowed out.

There’s real poison in those creatures!

Looking at Aze, who had already fainted from the pain of disinfecting with liquor, Wang Jingzhi shook his head.

This fight will be tough.

With supplies brought back to the city, everyone’s morale was increasingly high.

Last night, they worked deftly, and because the layer of grain at the bottom was separately wrapped, in the final count, only the layer of grain at the bottom was damp.

All in all, about 300 jin of grain was soaked in water.

Looking at the spread-out grain in the courtyard, Shen Wenchen didn’t know how to feel.

"Wenchen, what’s wrong?"

Nanzhi noticed Shen Wenchen’s complicated expression and sat down next to him.

"This grain is only enough for the people in the city for half a month, I don’t know what to do afterward."

Shen Wenchen felt powerless, not for the first time.

But these issues seemed to keep coming one after another. As soon as one was solved, another popped up. Everyone says there must be a way when the time comes, but what if there is none?

He could, of course, hoard the grain and only feed some of the population.

But he is a city lord, he can’t do that.

The 300 jin of grain could feed hundreds of people, but if it was eaten and led to problems, that would be worse. But if it was thrown away, who wouldn’t feel it was a waste?

"Don’t worry too much, there will always be a way."

Nanzhi’s words seemed to be comforting either herself or Shen Wenchen.

During their game, they knew what the final boss was, but their current lives were only making them sad.

If they were just ordinary people, they could hoard grain and live their own little lives.

But they’re not, and there is no ’if’.

"No one knows whether the river water is clean now. It’s a waste to throw away this grain, but if people eat it and something happens, it’s not worth it."

Shen Wenchen was having a headache.

"Leave this issue to me, you go back and rest first."

Nanzhi massaged his temples with a smile.

Using resources to their fullest was a solution. Although it was not nice to keep bothering Xiaohe, it’s okay to ask for his help.

Xiaohe just returned at lunchtime from outside.

Seeing him back, Mother Lin hurriedly asked him to sit down and eat.

"Xiaohe is back, hurry, hurry, wash your hands and eat."

"Alright."

Xiaohe smiled and complied, then he saw a giant bathtub filled with water on one side.

"This..."

He glanced at the bathtub full of water, then looked at the smiling faces at the table, his gaze finally resting on Nanzhi’s face.

This woman, isn’t she stepping out of line a bit?

Even though he found it amusing, he didn’t expose her. Instead, he thoroughly washed in the bathtub for a while before sitting down.

"Xiaohe, you’ve worked hard, eat more."

Nanzhi cheerfully passed him a piece of bacon.

"I’m not working hard, just having a hard life."

Xiaohe rolled his eyes at her and quickly stuffed the bacon into his mouth with his chopsticks.

This woman is funny. If she wanted his help, she could have just asked directly. And she wouldn’t have to place a bathtub out in the open for everyone to see.

These days, he was out and about all day, and he did discover a few things.

He originally intended to tell her, but seeing her like this, he decided to wait a bit longer.

Xiaohe thought to himself.

He considered Lin Nanzhi and Shen Zhiyu as friends.

After all, it was the little girl who had pulled him out of the river and brought him home.

That woman remembered to change the water, and she didn’t eat him.

Even when it was time to flee the famine, she hadn’t cracked him open to use as dry food.

Because of this, he thought Lin Nanzhi was someone he could get along with.

However, he also knew that the situation was special now and she didn’t want to force herself, so she didn’t mention that matter.

Although he had been a river clam for a long time, he had a brain and knew Lin Nanzhi was looking out for him.

If all these people knew he could save them, who would care about the consequences for him?

Human nature is selfish, he was just lucky to have met a genuine friend.

"Alright, let’s soak it in this water. Soak it for a day, and tomorrow we’ll all have a thick meal."

Nanzhi indicated to everyone to pour the grains that had been soaked in water last night into the bathtub as she spoke.

Xiaohe understood her intentions.

With the water Xiaohe had soaked, she didn’t believe that the dirty stuff in the river could do anything.

The water he soaked had miraculous effects, the common people drinking it would be able to hold on a bit longer.

Early the next morning, Nanzhi had people setting up pots to cook porridge.

Having more water than porridge was inevitable.

There were fewer people in Yan City.

There were those who died of illness, but more were due to hunger.

Long periods of hunger made them thin and seeing everyone like this, Nanzhi felt just as saddened.

This shouldn’t be happening.

Half a year ago, Yan City was still bustling, how did it become like this?

Xiaohe, unusually, didn’t run around all over the place, but sat silently on the wall, watching Nanzhi hand out porridge.

These people, they were all supposed to be under his protection.

Nanzhi seemed down for the whole day.

Seeing her gloomy expression, Xiaohe hesitated a little.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I just think that everything that’s happening is a bit too surreal."

Nanzhi shook her head, a bitter smile on her face.

She was just a college student who inexplicably ended up here, raising a child, fleeing from famine, and even dying several times.

She thought everything was heading in a good direction, and then this happened.

When would all this end?

"I feel the same."

Xiaohe nodded in agreement.

"Have you ever thought about sacrificing me to save this small world?"

Nanzhi looked at him and shook her head.

"Just because we’re friends, I should morally kidnap you and make you give up everything to protect this precarious world?

You’re also still a child.

If God doesn’t want us to live, we are trying to save ourselves. So if we really find a way...?

Then why not try it?

You could save us once, but without you, and if this world falls apart again, what can we do?"

Nanzhi shrugged and sighed.

"Here, this is for you."

It seemed Xiaohe had heard what he wanted to hear, his mood inexplicably lifted, and he took out a cloth bag from behind him and handed it over.

"What is this?"

Nanzhi opened the bag with some suspicion.

The bag was full of earth, with a distinct, earthy scent wafting from it, leaving Nanzhi momentarily confused.