How could Sheng Zhiyi dare to bring patients here for treatment?

Although most people in the village may not harbor ill will towards those people in the cowshed, they are still extremely hostile to them.

The big guys usually stay away from them, as if they were avoiding the plague, for fear that they would be affected if they got any closer.

But this is also normal. After all, in this special period, who would dare to openly have any involvement with the people in the bullpen?

"Uncle He, it's inconvenient for that person to come over. How about you give me a copy of all the medicines that might be used, and write down the symptoms on each one."

"Or you can give me the medicine and tell me how to use it, and I can write it myself."

After Sheng Zhiyi finished speaking, he smiled awkwardly at He Zhiyuan.

But who knew, when Sheng Zhiyi finished speaking.

He Zhiyuan glared at Sheng Zhiyi.

This is the medicine for the village clinic. It's all the yellow mud under his feet. He can have as much as he wants.

Those fast-acting Western medicines in the clinic were all obtained by him after much difficulty and hardship.

Not a single bit of it can be wasted.

"Since it's not convenient for him to come, I'll go with you."

After saying this, He Zhiyuan took off the backpack from his shoulder, walked into the clinic, and planned to go into the house to get his medicine box.

Sheng Zhiyi stopped him immediately upon seeing this.

"Uncle He, there's no need for you to come all the way here. Just prescribe some medicine for me."

He Zhiyuan looked at Sheng Zhiyi's determined eyes and felt a little puzzled.

He frowned, thinking.

Go to his house to get medicine.

Just forget about bringing the patient here.

They actually refused to let him come to treat the patient?

This is a bit too weird...

But for some reason, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind...

I was so shocked that my breathing stopped for a moment.

He Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, feeling a little complicated.

He didn't ask Sheng Zhiyi any more questions about the patient's condition.

Unexpectedly, he no longer adhered to his usual medical practice principles.

He silently wrapped the various medicines in paper.

Unexpectedly, he even generously prepared a week's supply for Sheng Zhiyi.

He also carefully wrote the purpose and dosage of the medicine on the paper package.

Even Sheng Zhiyi was surprised for a moment.

This village doctor He is so considerate and easy to talk to today!

Sheng Zhiyi glanced at the several medicine bags on the table, which included cold medicine, cough medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, and fever-reducing medicine.

The medicines are quite complete.

Sheng Zhiyi gave the money, took the medicine and returned to the courtyard.

He planned to wait until dark at night before delivering it to the old man in the cowshed.

He considers himself not a person who is easily sympathetic.

But when he saw an old revolutionary who was about the same age as his grandfather, coughing so hard that he looked like he was about to die, he couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Return to the courtyard.

He glanced into his girlfriend's room and saw her lying on the recliner reading a book.

A pair of clear eyes were concentrating on the contents of the book.

Sheng Zhiyi's eyes traced her.

She has clear eyes, a straight nose, delicate and three-dimensional facial features, and slightly pursed lips.

Her eyes were fixed on the book, so focused and devoted that people couldn't bear to disturb her.

Mu Yunxi felt a strong gaze staring at her.

She couldn't help but raise her head and her eyes met his.

She stared at him for two seconds, then lowered her gaze to the medicine in his hand.

She paused slightly, then stood up straight, speaking slowly.

: "Have you bought the medicine?"

Sheng Zhiyi walked into the room, moved a stool and sat down next to her.

: "Well, I've bought it. I'll send it over after dark."

Mu Yunxi was silent for a moment before speaking.

: "Do you need me to go with you?"

Sheng Zhiyi shook his head slightly, "No, I can go alone."

: "Okay, then be careful."

Mu Yunxi said no more, she believed Sheng Zhiyi could handle it himself.

Night falls.

The stars are shining, the crescent moon is crescent, and the symphony of insects can be heard in the silence.

Sheng Zhiyi, guided by the light of the stars and the moon, stepped into the darkness of the night.