Transmigration? No, it's transmigration into a book. From an eighth-tier celebrity to an eighteenth-tier one, is it miserable? No, there's also a best friend who transmigrated to an earlier...
Before He Wan could even find an opportunity to go to the county town, Chen Qing had already made two trips there.
He Wan guessed that she must have gone to resell grain.
For the past few months, she and Liang Shurui have been raising chickens at the foot of the mountain. Being a lone man and woman, they have attracted a lot of gossip from the villagers.
But Chen Qing didn't care at all; the chickens, ducks, and geese that others raised were all plump and healthy.
He Wan guessed that she must have used the system's poultry feed, the kind that doesn't get sick.
Look at these past few months, not a single one of their chicks has died.
Liang Shurui also shared his chicken-raising experience with Zhang Jianjun and the others, saying that he takes good care of the chickens.
He Wan doesn't believe that being attentive will prevent her from getting sick.
Take Zhang Cuicao's pigs for example; they got sick several times in the process.
He Wan felt that Old Song's side in the county must have been saturated with gifts from Chen Qing.
I'll go to the city another day.
As a result of the weather change in the past two days, not only have many villagers fallen ill, but people from neighboring villages have also come to their village for medical treatment. The Chinese medicine they have stockpiled for more than half a year is simply not enough.
The only Western medicine available was oxytetracycline tablets. When Captain Chen applied to the commune for medicine, the commune approved only oxytetracycline tablets, and even then, only a small quantity.
He Wan unpacked the medicines that Yun Shudai had prepared for her, sorted them into small white bottles, and then took them to the village.
Those cold medicine granules, the village kids only need three packets to see results.
The village secretary was very curious about where He Wan got so many pills, so he specifically asked her to come over and question her that day.
He Wan's eyes lit up; her chance had come.
“Secretary Li, I have an aunt in Haishi who works in a pharmaceutical factory. She’s worried that I might get sick here and not have any medicine, so she sends me some from time to time.”
The Party Secretary's eyes lit up: "Working at a pharmaceutical factory, does that mean you can get more medicine?"
He Wan glanced at Secretary Li, feigning ignorance.
The village secretary cleared his throat and said, "What I mean is, could we ask the factory for some medicine in the name of the village collective? We'll pay for it."
He Wan suddenly realized and said, "Oh... I've never tried doing this in the name of the village. I need to call my aunt and ask her."
"Make the call, make the call, the brigade will cover the cost of the phone call for you."
He Wan pursed her lips and nodded woodenly, but inwardly she was overjoyed.
She went to the county that afternoon to make the phone call.
He deliberately went to the post office, and when he came back, he looked at the village leaders with some difficulty.
The Party Secretary was extremely anxious: "He Zhiqing, tell us, let's hear if you have any difficulties."
He Wan said hesitantly, "Secretary, team leader, my aunt said it's difficult to handle."
Upon hearing this, several leaders showed worried expressions.
If they had the medicine, their barefoot clinic alone could earn a profit of one or two hundred yuan a year.
They are anxious because there is no medicine available and so many patients are suffering.
Captain Chen squatted down to the side, holding his pipe, and tapped the ground helplessly.
Then He Wan added, "But my aunt said that I could go there, take the certificate issued by the village, and ask the factory manager for help. Maybe it will be of some use."
These words were a reassurance to the Party Secretary and Captain Chen: "Hey, He Zhiqing, why are you only saying half of what you mean?"
"Ah, Captain, you agree to let me go to Haishi?"
The village secretary glanced at He Zhiqing and said, "You can't go alone. I'll have Zhang Aimin from the village go with you. He's a teacher and has been to the provincial capital before."
He Wan hurriedly shook her head: "Secretary, I can manage on my own. Don't underestimate me because I'm young. My family is from Beijing. I've been to Haicheng and Linjiang with my father before, and I've seen a lot of things. If another person comes with me, we'll have to pay for transportation and accommodation. Besides, I might stay in Haicheng for ten days or half a month this time. My aunt's house is small and can't accommodate two outsiders. If we stay in a guesthouse, our clinic's annual earnings won't be enough."
Li Guai, the accountant standing to the side, nodded in agreement: "Yes, even if it takes two people ten days to half a month to make a round trip, a little over a hundred yuan each wouldn't be enough."
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