Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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Elder Wu nodded. "His medical skills are very good, and the ointments he makes are very effective. It would be a great blessing if the soldiers in the army could use the ointments he makes."
With Elder Wu's words, Commander Xu no longer hesitated and immediately agreed to the person's application to join the team. They could report in after Elder Wu's treatment was completed.
As Mr. Wu's condition gradually improved, acupuncture was changed from once a day to once every three days. When he was not having acupuncture, Mr. Wu did not need any other treatment. He only needed to do some exercises on time and in the right amount. Song Yun and Old Man finally had two days of rest.
"Today is the Lantern Festival. Do you want to go into the mountains?" asked the old man.
Song Yun nodded. "Tomorrow I have to go and handle the school transfer procedures for my brother. I only have time to go into the mountains for one day. If you have anything else to do, tell me where you are and I can go by myself."
The old man threw away the herbs in his hand and patted the dust off his hands. "It just so happens that I haven't been to the mountains for a long time. I'll go with you. But it's cold now, and many herbs are gone. You have to be mentally prepared."
Song Yun smiled and said, "It's okay, I just want to go take a look and get familiar with the road."
Although the weather is cold, the soil in Sichuan Province does not freeze in winter. Most of the trees in the mountains are green, and there are still many cold-resistant herbs that are tenaciously alive.
What's more, even if she couldn't pick any herbs, she could still take the opportunity to earn some star coins, so she wouldn't lose out in any case.
An old man and a young boy left the family compound early in the morning carrying baskets on their backs.
There was a small hill near the family compound, and Old Man would go there whenever he had time, and he could get some herbs there, but Song Yun was not interested in such a small hill, so Old Man took her out to take a bus to Xiqin Mountain, which was more than 30 meters away from the family compound.
The two were waiting for the bus at the bus stop, and after a while, an acquaintance came.
Zhao Hualan was carrying a big bag, and no one knew what was inside, it was bulging.
Song Yun glanced at him and then looked away, without any intention of saying hello, and continued talking to the old man.
When Zhao Lanhua saw Song Yun, she raised her eyebrows and stood beside Song Yun, waiting for Song Yun to talk to her. After waiting for a long time, Song Yun still didn't speak. She felt very uncomfortable and coughed forcefully to show her presence.
Song Yun pretended not to hear.
At this time, the shuttle bus arrived, and Song Yun and Gu Lao got on. They went straight to the last empty seat at the front of the bus and sat down with their backpacks at their feet.
Zhao Lanhua wanted to talk to Song Yun, so she followed her to the back of the car and sat in front of Song Yun. Their eyes met, but Song Yun ignored her, which made her angry. She thought that after Song Yun married Jianye, she would definitely teach her how to respect her elders.
Zhao Lanhua suppressed her anger, forced a smile, and said to Song Yun, "It's really Xiaoyun. I looked at you a few times just now and thought I was seeing things."
Song Yun ignored her and pretended not to hear.
Zhao Lanhua continued, "When Jianye told me you were at the military district, I didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true. Are you really here to be a military doctor?"
"You were beaten by your daughter-in-law twice, and I treated you both times. What do you think?"
The smile on Zhao Lanhua's face froze, and she instantly felt many curious glances from the people around her.
Zhao Lanhua's face darkened. "How can you talk like that? Do you have any manners at all? Your Song family's upbringing is truly terrible. Song Zhenzhen is such a freak, and I don't think you're much the same."
Song Yun sneered, "Last time, your face was swollen like a pig's head after being beaten by your daughter-in-law. I didn't recognize you. Now the swelling has gone down, and your skin seems to be a little rougher than before. Remember to keep applying the medicine, otherwise your skin will get rougher and rougher. Don't let it become as hard as pig skin."