I saw several patients in a row and everything went smoothly until a loud cry broke the smooth and peaceful state.

Sun Dahong got the news from somewhere and knew that Song Yun was treating a patient here, so she rushed over. Before she even stepped out of the clinic, she started crying and wailing. It was so sad and miserable that there was not a single tear in her eyes, just crying.

Song Yun knew Sun Dahong's voice and cursed her bad luck in her heart, but she didn't stop writing the prescription. As if she didn't hear the ghosts and wolves howling outside, she handed the written prescription to the bitter-faced woman in front of her, "Mrs. Chen, your illness is mainly caused by malnutrition. If you can't eat on time, you will be more likely to have low blood sugar than normal people. Low blood sugar will make you faint easily. Don't take it lightly just because nothing serious has happened so far. If something happens when you faint, it will be too late to regret it. The prescription I prescribed is for replenishing qi and blood, mainly to regulate the body. The most important thing is to replenish nutrition and eat on time."

The bitter-faced woman's face became even more bitter. She lowered her head, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Song Yun asked for her name and wrote it on the medical record.

The bitter-faced woman stood up and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "Thank you, Song Zhiqing." She was sincerely grateful to Song Zhiqing. Her family treated her like a slave, only having one bowl of porridge a day, but she had to work from morning to night. Not only did she have to earn work points, she also had to cook, clean the house and do laundry. She also grew all the vegetables in her private plot, but she was never full because she couldn't give birth to a child.

She originally wanted to come and see why she couldn't get pregnant, but she didn't dare to say it when the words came to her lips. She only said that she often felt dizzy and even fainted.

Seeing that Song Zhiqing was about to call the next person, she suddenly plucked up the courage and was about to say those words when Sun Dahong rushed into the clinic and knelt down in front of Song Zhiqing with a plop, completely interrupting what she was about to say.

Song Yun ignored Sun Dahong. Seeing Chen Zhaodi turned and left with a lonely look on her face, she turned around and said a few words to Song Ziyi. Song Ziyi nodded and chased after her.

Song Ziyi caught up with Chen Zhaodi at the corner of the brigade headquarters. "Sister-in-law Chen," Song Ziyi called out to her. He grabbed a handful of candies from his pocket, about six or seven in total, and stuffed them all into Chen Zhaodi's pocket. "My sister told you to eat one when you feel dizzy. That way, at least you won't fall into the ditch or pond."

After saying this, Song Ziyi ran away without giving Chen Zhaodi a chance to react.

Tears rolled down the woman's thin and sallow face. She didn't cry when she was beaten, she didn't cry when she was hungry, she didn't cry when she was kicked out of the house to make room for her husband and his mistress, she didn't cry when her parents swept her out of the house with a broom, but now she was crying uncontrollably because of a little kindness from a stranger.

The doctor in the clinic was also crying. Sun Dahong's crying sounded like an opera, with a tune and rhythm. Not only did the Qinghe villagers at the door listen with great interest, but even Song Yun laughed when she heard it.

Sun Dahong cried and complained, lamenting her miserable life, how her son, who was obviously a good man, had met with misfortune, how the heavens were blind, and how people's hearts were treacherous - it was more exciting than a short opera, and every word sounded like a written play.

Sun Dahong howled for a long time, but no one came to persuade her or pull her up. So they let her, an elder, kneel down and cry in front of a little bitch, not even afraid of shortening the little bitch's life.

Unable to kneel any longer, she simply sat down on the ground, slapped her thigh and started cursing. Her words became more and more unpleasant. She almost pointed at Song Yun and threatened, "If you don't let my son Tian Liang go, I won't let you go. I will ruin your reputation and make it impossible for you to survive in Qinghe Village."

Song Yun got tired of listening and continued to organize the medical records.

She would not argue with someone like Sun Dahong, let alone hit her. Maybe she was just waiting for you to hit her so that she could take the opportunity to blackmail you.

To deal with a scoundrel like Sun Dahong, ordinary methods will definitely not work, you have to take real action against her.

Soon Song Ziyi ran over and nodded to Song Yun.

Just now, Song Ziyi ran out not only to deliver candy, but also got his sister's permission to give a message to Captain Liu.

Twenty minutes later, Captain Liu arrived, followed by two militiamen. Without a word, he directly asked the two militiamen to arrest the man.