Chapter 12 The Jiang family has a daughter who can make wheelchairs

Chapter 12 The Jiang family has a daughter who can make wheelchairs

The sudden noise startled Cheng Daier, who immediately turned away to wipe her tears. When she turned back, she glared at her fiercely.

What are you doing?

In Jiang Yutang's eyes, the other person's current appearance is more like a wronged and aggrieved kitten.

"I'll change Lan Zhou's dressing."

Cheng Daier twisted her purse in a conflicted manner, seemingly preoccupied with the events of the day, yet also worried about her younger brother's health.

Seeing through the other party's hesitation, Jiang Yutang directly offered a way out, with a sincere attitude.

“Sister, don’t take what I said during the day to heart. Just think of it as your brother protecting his own. If Lanzhou were wronged, you would definitely speak up for him in the same way, wouldn’t you?”

After hearing these words, Cheng Daier looked at her with a complicated expression: "Lanzhou will never be wronged by anyone."

“...Okay, but his injuries are the most important thing right now. If treatment is delayed, who knows what kind of long-term health problems he might develop.”

He immediately seized on Cheng Daier's weakness. She pursed her lips and nodded slightly: "Okay, come with me."

Lin was about to change Cheng Lanzhou's gauze, but when she saw the flesh sticking to the gauze, she immediately became flustered and kept asking, "Does it hurt?"

Seeing this, Jiang Yutang walked straight forward and gently brushed Lin's hand away: "Let me do it. Your hands are not clean and may cause the wound to get infected, which would be troublesome."

She took out hydrogen peroxide and poured it out as sparingly as possible to absorb the water, then unwrapped the gauze and poured it onto Cheng Lanzhou's back without saying a word.

The hydrogen peroxide hit the wound with force, causing Cheng Lanzhou to clench her fists in pain.

This outburst, fueled by these personal emotions, is all because this person caused her heart pain today; they deserve it.

After finishing in one go, Jiang Yutang handed the medicine to Lin Shi and was about to leave. Throughout the entire process, he did not offer a word of comfort or even glance at Cheng Lanzhou.

Lin held the medicine dryly, watching Jiang Yutang's departing figure, and wondered, "She just left like that? I thought she wasn't coming today."

Cheng Daier looked away and coughed lightly: "I think so too."

Cheng Lanzhou silently put on her clothes, and after a long while, she finally opened her mouth and asked, "What did that person say?"

Receiving no reply, he turned around and saw Cheng Daier holding her purse in frustration, and he instantly understood.

"It's alright. I feel I'm recovering well these past few days. I'll be able to walk on my own tomorrow, so don't worry."

"My son, isn't this too hasty?" Madam Lin asked worriedly. "If it were the journey a few days ago, it would have been fine if we had been reckless, but today those constables practically tried to kill us. I'm worried about you..."

Cheng Dai'er frowned and stepped forward to support Lin Shi.

"Mom, I'll go ask around again. I'm sure I can find people willing to make money. If all else fails, I'll find three or four and have them take turns pulling."

Madam Lin pulled her head away and gave a wry smile. Cheng Dai'er, a servant in the manor, touched the back of her hand and said, "Good child."

The two families weren't the only ones dissatisfied with the officials, but they couldn't rebel, so everyone just swallowed their anger.

Before going to sleep, Jiang Yutang pondered for a long time. Finally, she quietly took out a book from her bosom. As her fingers brushed against the clean cover, a stinging sensation struck her. A burst of light opened her eyes again, and she was back in her original world.

She turned over, glanced at the clock, and sighed. She had thought she would be gone for a long time, but she didn't expect to be back so soon.

Without taking a break, she immediately stood up, made a list, and ran to the supermarket.

Last time she only prepared some medicine and easy-to-carry food, but she suddenly realized that she also needed to prepare some daily necessities.

Especially since she urgently needed a wheelchair, she turned around and ran to the hospital after buying her things.

Looking at those fully functional, obviously high-end wheelchairs, after a moment of contemplation, I asked the sales assistant, "Do you have any that aren't too advanced, preferably made of older wood?"

The sales assistant looked at her blankly, forcing a smile: "Please wait a moment, I'll go find it." She cursed inwardly.

Poor thing, and stingy too.

In the end, they couldn't find one that satisfied Jiang Yutang. Something too advanced would easily arouse suspicion, and if they wanted to have it custom-made, they would have to wait a long time.

After thinking it over, Jiang Yutang took out her phone and opened a second-hand platform.

Persistence pays off, and she eventually bought a homemade wheelchair from the 1990s from a seller.

The seller went on and on about how his father had made it himself out of wood because his grandfather disliked steel for being too cold, and wood was just the right material.

Jiang Yutang excitedly echoed the praise, giving a thumbs up: "Your dad is a genius."

After returning home, everything was ready. Looking at the numerous bags and packages in front of her, Jiang Yutang wondered how she could explain herself if a wheelchair suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

An idea popped into her head, so she picked up the book again and went back inside.

A gust of wind blew and she shivered. Even though it was hot during the day, the wind was still a bit cold in the wild.

Looking at the sleeping faces of her family members around her, Jiang Yutang turned her head to the side for a while, then closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, before dawn, she tiptoed away and hid in the nearby woods. When the others woke up in the morning and couldn't find her, they anxiously searched for her everywhere. Only then did she peek out from the woods, her head covered in sweat.

"Big brother!"

She waved excitedly to Jiang Songzhi, who breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing her.

"Why did you get up so early today? Your parents were terrified when they woke up and didn't see you."

Jiang Yutang offered no explanation, but smiled and turned to reveal the wheelchair behind her.

Jiang Songzhi squinted as he examined the wheelchair: "This is a wheelchair?"

"Yes, this wheelchair is an improved version of mine. It's lighter and easier to use than a regular wheelchair. With a little push, it will move forward. You can use this to push Dad backward, so you won't have to pull the stroller anymore!"

She then sat down and gestured for Jiang Songzhi to push her.

Jiang Songzhi tried it with some skepticism, but he never expected that he could move freely in this muddy and uneven forest.

"That's really true, it's even surprising!"

"Let Dad try it too!"

The two excitedly pushed the wheelchair to Jiang Shengan. Even a man weighing seventy or eighty kilograms could move forward easily after sitting in it, which drew praise from the crowd.

"Good stuff, where did this come from?"

Jiang Yutang feigned shyness, nodding slightly and scratching the back of her head: "This is me..."

"My God!" Jiang Huaiyu jumped out excitedly and exclaimed, "Little sister, did you make this?"

More and more people gathered around, observing the wheelchair's construction with uncontrollable amazement.

"Wonderful, wonderful! I never expected that the daughter of the Jiang family would have such skills. Even the best master craftsmen in the capital would be ashamed of their own skills."

"Yes, this wheelchair looks quite sophisticated. Do you have any blueprints?"

Jiang Yutang blushed and shook her head: "I did it on a whim."

"Then, are you willing to continue? I'm willing to pay this price!"

"I'll buy it too!"

"This..." Jiang Yutang was in a dilemma. They were clearly exiled people, so how could they be so rich?

Left with no other choice, she held out her scarred hand and explained, "To be honest, I am unable to do a second one right now."

Seeing this, Yun felt heartbroken. She grabbed her hand and used a handkerchief to wipe the dust off her palm, which had several cuts from being scratched by wood.

"Where's the medicine? Apply it to yourself too."

Taking the opportunity, Jiang Yutang pouted and whined to Madam Yun, "It hurts, I want Mother to put medicine on it for me."

Seeing this, everyone said, "What a pity," and a little while later, the sound of yamen runners serving porridge came from ahead.