Chapter 140: Discovering a gold mine, getting 180 kilograms of nugget gold as a souvenir

"Xinxin, the medicine is ready. I tried it on your grandma's face and it worked very well."

When Luo Weian saw her, he happily pulled Old Lady Luo over.

"Really, I tried it twice and it all came off."

Old Mrs. Luo nodded vigorously. She didn't want to stay in this damn place for even a day. Even if she was asked to go back to the farm, she would be willing to cut ten baskets of grass every day.

"What's wrong with her face?"

Luo Xinxin glanced at Old Lady Luo's face.

"I applied the medicine last night so it would be convenient for me to demonstrate it to you." Luo Weian hurriedly explained, but fearing she wouldn't believe him, he said anxiously, "I can demonstrate it right now. It will work quickly, within an hour at most."

"Yes, less than an hour."

Old Mrs. Luo was like the best supporting actor, and she would agree with every word Luo Weian said.

"Now go try it."

Luo Xinxin turned and walked towards the shack. Luo Weian stopped her, "Xinxin, we still have to work. Why don't you wait until lunch break?"

The management at the reservoir is very strict. Not only will you be scolded if you leave during work, but your lunch will also be withheld. You are already hungry, and if half of your lunch is withheld, how can you have the energy to work?

Luo Xinxin looked at them deeply and walked quickly towards the office area.

"Old man, is she angry?" Old Mrs. Luo asked in a low voice.

He left quietly without any explanation. What does that mean?

"Don't think too much, maybe something happened."

Luo Weian scolded him and lowered his head to continue working, but his heart was in turmoil. He looked up from time to time to see if Luo Xinxin had returned.

Luo Xinxin went to find Lao Gao, the person in charge of the construction site. Before coming, Director Lei had told her that Lao Gao had the final say on the reservoir, so if she had any problems, she could just look for him. If she could bring some good tea, Lao Gao would be easier to talk to than anyone else.

The office is also a shack, very simple. A middle-aged man wearing a safety helmet and another man wearing glasses are studying the drawings. The middle-aged man is Lao Gao, and the man wearing glasses is the chief engineer.

One of them is in charge of management, and the other is in charge of technology. Since the construction of the reservoir, they have been living and eating at the construction site, and did not even go home for the Chinese New Year. Both of them have unshaven beards and shoulder-length hair. They look more like savages than wild men. If they walked on the street, they might be mistaken for homeless people and chased away!

"Blow up this place. It's low-lying, so we can save a lot of manpower..."

"This mountain is quite large. Will it be okay if it explodes?"

Lao Gao was a little worried because the explosion was so large this time and he was afraid something might happen.

"We sent a survey team last time, but they found nothing. What could possibly happen? Feel free to blow it up. Once this reservoir is built, our county won't have to rely on the elements anymore, and the people will have enough to eat."

The engineer became more and more excited as he spoke, and began to cough violently. His thin body arched like a shrimp, and he coughed heart-wrenchingly.

His health was getting worse and worse, and this reservoir might be his last design. He must see the completion of the reservoir in his lifetime and see that all the farmland in the county could be irrigated by the water from the reservoir, so that he could die with peace of mind.

"Mr. Yang, your cough is getting worse. Should we go to the hospital?"

Lao Gao patted him on the back, looking very worried.

He has been coughing for two or three months. The medicine has not worked, but has become more and more serious. He feels that it is not an ordinary cough.

"It's okay, cough cough... I just caught a cold, cough cough... Just drink some water."

Engineer Yang drank half a glass of water and felt a little better. He continued to discuss the progress of the project with Lao Gao.

Luo Xinxin frowned slightly. This Yang Gong had a pale face but bright red lips, which meant that his lungs were hot and dry, which was no small problem.

"Director Gao, I'm Luo Xinxin. Director Lei has mentioned me to you, right?"

Luo Xinxin knocked on the open door a few times and introduced herself with a smile.

"You are Xiao Luo, please sit down."

Lao Gao greeted her warmly and wanted to move a stool for her, but Luo Xinxin hurriedly said, "No, I'm here to visit my grandparents. I'm also bringing you some tea on behalf of Director Lei. This is Longjing tea. Director Lei said you like it, so he asked me to bring it to you."

She took out a can of tea from her bag and borrowed the name of the mine director.

Today's cadres are very honest. If she said it was a gift from him, Lao Gao would probably refuse to accept it.

"Lao Lei, you're just being polite. Thank you. I really love Longjing tea. I'm almost done with the small packet you gave me last time. I'm worried about that!"

When he heard it was Longjing, Lao Gao immediately smiled happily. The small bag of tea that Director Lei brought him last time had an amazing taste. It was definitely the most fragrant tea he had ever tasted in his life. Although he only brewed a small handful each time, he almost finished it.

I didn’t expect that Director Lei would send him another can. How thoughtful!

“Ahem…”

Mr. Yang started coughing again, as if his lungs were about to come out. Luo Xinxin slightly turned her body and held her breath. She was a little worried that Mr. Yang had tuberculosis and was worried that he might be contagious.

"You can't do this. You must go to the hospital today. Let Xiao Wu take you there."

Lao Gao's tone was very stern. If he continued coughing like this, he would die.

"I'm fine... cough cough..."

Yang Gong was coughing so hard that he couldn't even speak coherently. His face became paler and paler, but his lips became redder.

"Director Gao, there's no need to go to the hospital. My grandfather is a doctor. Although he has many bad habits, his medical skills are still very good and he is very famous in Shanghai."

Luo Xinxin recommended Luo Weian, the old man's medical skills are indeed amazing.

"Tell your grandfather to come over and take a look."

Lao Gao's eyes lit up and he urged Luo Xinxin to call for help. He was still very annoyed. He thought that he should get to know his subordinates better in the future. If he had known that there was a capable doctor earlier, Yang Gong would not have suffered for so many days.

More than ten minutes later, Luo Weian was dragged here by Luo Xinxin, panting, and he was also carrying a medicine bag.

"Let me catch my breath first."

Luo Weian was breathing heavily and felt a little dizzy. He hadn't been eating or sleeping well these days, and he had to do physical work, so he was always dizzy.

After catching his breath, he took Yang Gong's pulse. He first measured his left hand, and his expression became serious. He then measured his right hand, and his brows furrowed.

"What is Yanggong's disease?"

Lao Gao's heart sank to the bottom. It looked like this was not a good illness!

"Chronic pneumonia. I can't work anymore. I have to rest!"

Luo Weian said in a serious tone that Yang Gong's chronic pneumonia was already very serious. If he continued to work day and night like this, he would really die.

Lao Gao was startled and asked anxiously, "Are you sure?"

"That's right. I've treated many cases of this kind in Shanghai before. They require long periods of rest and avoid excessive exertion. You also have to pay attention to your diet. Has Mr. Yang ever had pneumonia before?"

When talking about medical skills, Luo Weian was particularly confident. This was his specialty and he would not make a mistake even with his eyes closed.

"Yes, I had acute pneumonia several times before, but they were all cured." Yang Gong nodded with a gloomy expression.

He had wanted this reservoir to put a perfect end to his work experience, but it seems that this will not be possible.

"In fact, you haven't been cured, and you've left hidden dangers. You worked day and night on the reservoir repair, didn't get enough sleep, and didn't get enough nutrition. You've developed chronic meningitis. Yang Gong, you can't work anymore. You must go somewhere warm to recuperate, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

It is October now, and winter is about to come in the northwest. It is not suitable for pneumonia patients to recuperate. It is best to go to the warm and humid south, which is good for the weak body.

Engineer Yang was still hesitating, so Lao Gao called his superiors without hesitation and requested that a new engineer be assigned to take over Engineer Yang's work. The drawings they had previously studied were covering the phone. Lao Gao took them away, but the drawings were not put away properly and fell at Luo Xinxin's feet.

She bent down to pick up the blueprint, and the system suddenly spoke.

[The host is trying to let the higher-ups know that there is a huge amount of gold under that mountain.]

"Can I go get some nuggets myself first?"

Luo Xinxin's eyes are brighter than gold. She is not greedy, so she bought a hundred or eighty kilograms as a souvenir.