Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Yellow Skin

Near the end of the training, the stage exam has changed from a purely written exam to one that is half paper and half practical: six patients are invited to the classroom, and the teacher has written the basic symptoms of the patients on the blackboard. The trainees are divided into groups one to six, and they step forward in turn to perform the three examinations of "looking, smelling, and palpating" on the patients in their group. Then they write the diagnosis results and treatment plans on the back of the exam paper, which accounts for 50 points.

Lin Xinghuo handed over her answer sheet with both hands. Director Gao from the county hospital flipped it over, glanced at it quickly, and smiled at her. "Not bad."

Seeing this, the student from another village below hurriedly nodded to her companion, motioning her to look at Lin Xinghuo. "I took a look at the symptoms of the first group of patients. They were too vague. Fortunately, our group is more typical."

"The first group are all top students with a basic knowledge. They know the pulse condition after just one mock test. Look at the sixth group, my God, the symptoms are too obvious. It's so unfair!" The six groups have different levels of difficulty, but they are all ranked together. The last two groups are really taking advantage!

The female student quickly tugged at her companion's sleeve, telling her to keep her voice down, but she was still unhappy. "Anyway, the final exam is all about practical application. Everyone will take the exam individually, and then we'll see how good we are!"

They were assigned to the sixth group during the initial test at the beginning of the training. Chang Qing, who had never been able to get out, was sitting at the table in front of the two of them, his hands gripping the notebook so tightly that they turned white.

"Comrade Lin!" Chang Qing hid stealthily behind a tree in the corner and called out to Lin Xinghuo.

Lin Xinghuo was a little surprised. Ever since Chang Qing left Buxiantun, the two hadn't spoken a word to each other. When they bumped into each other occasionally, Chang Qing seemed to be trying to avoid her as much as possible.

"Comrade Lin, I have something to tell you." Chang Qing stumbled back a step, tugging at the corner of his clothes, not daring to look Lin Xinghuo in the eye. "Comrade Fei Ping, that's the man who spoke to you this morning. We've known each other for a few months now and we get along well. Maybe... maybe we can become the closest revolutionary comrades in the future."

Lin Xinghuo finally understood. It was a complete disaster, and he felt both amused and annoyed. "Comrade Fei asked about the 'chicken blood therapy'... so congratulations in advance?"

What's going on? Nodding to Chang Qing, Lin Xinghuo walked away.

There was an inaudible sound of "swish" coming from behind the tree, and the corner of her clothes was torn by herself. She wiped her eyes quickly, hurried back to the dormitory to mend the corner of her clothes, and walked towards the commune health center with a book.

In the health station, Fei Xinli was humming "The voyage of the sea depends on the helmsman." He looked up and saw Chang Qing coming into the yard. The corners of his mouth twitched downwards, but then he quickly put on a smile: "Comrade Chang, are you here to study again?"

He said he was here to study, but in fact, most of the time he was just helping with odd jobs under the guise of studying. Chang Qing gritted his teeth secretly, but said softly on the surface: "Well! Doctor Fei, have you finished reading the book "Chicken Blood Therapy"? "

Chang Qing had no prior training and was color blind, so she couldn't keep up with the training. The forest farm also hired people based on academic performance, and Chang Qing had no desire to return to Buxian Village, so she turned her attention to the commune. Fei Ping was the best marriage candidate she could have chosen. He was an executive at the county textile factory, and his father, Fei Xinli, worked at the commune health center. Chang Qing wanted to work there first, then, after marrying Fei Ping, find a way to transfer to the infirmary at the Second Textile Factory.

Chang Qing was a scheming person. She was a little annoyed by the mediocre and ignorant Fei Ping, but she still acted like a close sister to him. Later, she realized that Fei Ping was easily influenced and had no ideas, so Chang Qing continued to act diligently in front of Fei Xinli. She even gave the "Chicken Blood Therapy" book that she had accidentally found and treasured to Fei Xinli, whose medical skills were also not very good.

Fei Xinli smiled when he heard this, but instead of telling the story, he brought up another matter: "Xiao Chang, the commune health station will soon be upgraded to a health center. With the upgrade in standards, the next step is to recruit people. You should work hard recently. I'm hoping the health center can recruit diligent and motivated students like you."

Chang Qing pursed his lips and asked hurriedly, "When will you be recruiting? Will it be before the training is completed?"

Fei Xinli glanced at her and said meaningfully: "After graduation, you can directly recruit people based on their grades, which saves trouble! But there are also advantages before graduation. While your colleges and universities have not yet decided on their future, recruiting someone is just a matter of writing a report." Those who are smart will know what to do.

Chang Qing immediately understood that Fei Ping's talk to Lin Xinghuo today wasn't just a sudden impulse because he saw Lin Xinghuo's good looks. It must have been Fei Xinli's doing. He had chosen Lin Xinghuo to be his daughter-in-law! By then, the health center would still be under the control of his old Fei family. With Lin Xinghuo's medical skills, no one could get in even if they came in.

Chang Qing wasn't worried about Lin Xinghuo. Though she was scary, her personality was impeccable. They were both recommended by the same team, one was a distant first-place finisher, the other a distant last, and they had never interacted. Many people in the training class were curious about her, but Lin Xinghuo never said a single bad word about her. Chang Qing felt that with Lin Xinghuo's abilities, even a blind eye wouldn't be interested in a pretentious guy like Fei Ping, especially after he had hinted at her. She was afraid she wouldn't even bother with Fei Ping.

Things unfolded just as Chang Qing had imagined. At around 1:00 PM, she saw Fei Ping, half-dead, pedaling his bicycle back home. Chang Qing waved and pulled out an aluminum lunchbox from her bag. "Fei Ping, I heard from Doctor Fei that you were out on some business. I guess you haven't eaten yet. I'll bring you some food from the cafeteria."

Fei Ping jumped off the bike. Feeling a little guilty, he didn't dare look at Chang Qing. He answered a few words and said, "I'm going to return the bike to my uncle."

Chang Qing held him back and said helplessly, "Director Qu got off work early, so you ate first. What's wrong? I see you look dejected. Is there something you can't handle?"

Changqing was still so understanding. Fei Ping pouted, feeling aggrieved. He pushed the car aside, took the lunch box, and squatted on the roadside to eat. He talked to Changqing while they ate. Changqing was gentle and patient. The afternoon sun was warm, and a young couple on the roadside were chatting more and more happily. The young man was delighted by this.

In the afternoon, Fei Xinli and his brother-in-law, Deputy Director Qu, both received the news.

Fei Xinli was prepared. He'd privately inquired about Lin Xinghuo, a student who was independent, upright, and socially awkward. It was perfectly normal for her to refuse once or twice. Fei Xinli figured that an orphan like her was most afraid of owing favors and most eager to receive care. He urged his son to be more attentive, as a strong woman fears a clingy man.

The first time Fei Ping took the initiative, he was flatly rejected. He was so embarrassed that he found an excuse to get angry at his father. Then he rode his uncle's bicycle to the county town to complain to his aunt.

Deputy Director Qu was in trouble. His nephew had ridden away his bike, leaving him, a leading cadre, to ride back home on a fellow villager's donkey cart. He flew into a rage upon returning home. Aunt Fei brought him some hot tea, looking aggrieved: "Why are you yelling at me? Daping has a great child. What's that nurse thinking? With her conditions, is she still expecting to marry a cadre?"

Deputy Director Qu's expression softened as he looked at his wife's beautiful face. "Didn't Daping tell you? The woman said she was young and didn't want to consider this matter."

Aunt Fei sneered: "Are you kidding me? The eldest girl doesn't want to get married? There are so many people who are engaged at the age of sixteen in the countryside! You, as her uncle, have to support Daping, otherwise people will know that even a village girl from a small village looks down on our eldest nephew, and they will make endless lies behind his back! By then, not only will Daping and his siblings be unable to find a good marriage, but it may also delay our eldest daughter. Don't you want to marry Danni to our mother's adoptive family? If this goes through, my eldest brother has two good things in his hand, which he will give to Danni as a bridal gift." Aunt Fei originally didn't want her nephew's marriage, but her eldest brother made a special trip before Lao Qu came home and told her about the great benefits.

Aunt Fei knew that given her mother's roots, her eldest brother could only cling to his small plot of land in the commune. Daping's future had peaked at the county seat, and the Fei family's deep concern for a new life would inevitably depend on the third generation. The family tradition of medicine was a good one; curing illnesses and saving lives was the job of a bodhisattva, someone who only came to worship and beseech them. Who would bother disturbing the bodhisattva's roots? For example, her eldest brother, relying on his limited medical skills, had kept his mother and family safe in the commune for so many years.

Dani was the daughter of Deputy Director Qu's ex-wife. She relied on her maternal uncle's family being from Beijing and often looked down on her stepmother, Aunt Fei. Aunt Fei had a bit of a problem with her background and was most afraid of being exposed, so she was very good at dealing with people. Over the past ten years, she had managed to coax Dani into being close to her.

Deputy Director Qu had more on her mind than just her own family. Ever since the hard-charging Director Zhou arrived at the commune, she'd felt like a mountain weighing down her head. Not only had her career path been blocked, but her power had also been significantly weakened, leaving several brigades disobeying her. She constantly sought opportunities to thwart Director Zhou—whose flaws lay in every respect, despite a slight bias toward women's groups. She approved the establishment of a health station in Buxian Village without even waiting for the training course to complete, 30% of the reason being that Lin Xinghuo, the top student, was a girl. The same reason she approved the divorce of Wei Chunfeng, the women's director of Buxian Village, from her husband. Because Wei Chunfeng insisted, she signed the divorce without further investigation. If another man divorced his wife, Director Zhou would have to thoroughly understand the whole story.

The human relationships in society are extremely complex, especially in the relatively isolated countryside.

Lin Xinghuo quickly learned the hardship of survival. First, the county hospital and the herbal medicine company asked for her barefoot doctor certificate when they wanted to collect her medicine. Since she hadn't yet graduated, they advised her to wait until she did.

The commune's women's director came to talk to her shortly afterwards, but Lin Xinghuo ignored the conversation. The next day, the commune's women's federation commented in a conversation with the barefoot doctor training class that "this comrade has an unusual spirit of 'disobeying leadership'." Several teachers at the county hospital had experienced the turmoil of fierce struggles for authority in the past and were not very courageous, but someone still secretly pointed this out to Lin Xinghuo, asking her to be more careful.

Even though Lin Xinghuo has special abilities, he cannot break through the collective pressure by force, especially during this special period in the 1970s.

Frustrated.

The caracal has a violent and spoiled temperament. It will kill Fei Ping's family who have been chased to Buxiantun just by licking their furry paws.

"Stop it." Lin Xinghuo picked up the angry old man like a hen. "There's no need to commit murder for this."

"Let's show the magnanimity of a great demon and let them take a step. Even if a thunderbolt really strikes them in broad daylight, it won't solve the problem, right?" Can we strike Deputy Director Qu, the Women's Federation secretary, and all the people in the county? I'm afraid that they will be struck by thunderbolt before we can finish striking them all.

Suppressing the instinct to make a snoring sound in his throat, the caracal felt disgusted with his thunder-attributed magical power for the first time. It would be great if he could curse quietly like the mandrill.

The other person was an ordinary person, and hadn't committed any heinous crimes. Cultivators couldn't cross that line, which really restricted their actions, and they couldn't make light of the situation. Lin Xinghuo hoped to drag this unexpected misfortune out for a while. Having never been born into a normal family in her past or present lives, Lin Xinghuo instinctively rejected the idea of ​​marriage, not to mention the uncertain lifespan after her cultivation. She no longer had the qualifications to spend her life with an ordinary person.

After Lin Xinghuo comforted the caracal, the old village party secretary and Grandma Wei came to comfort her on behalf of the villagers.

The old branch secretary asked her to do things as she pleased, but she didn't want to pay any attention to him. The village would definitely not allow outsiders to bother her.

Grandma Wei put it even more bluntly: "You can't force a cow to drink water if it doesn't want to. No one should try to use the old society's system on you. Don't be afraid, girl! At worst, I'll take your three uncles' martyr medals and take you to the county town to file a complaint!"

"Don't be silly!" Grandma Wei said, "In matters like this, a girl should stand up straight and not sag. Slumping halfway is more despising than bending all the time! Don't listen to their New Year's greetings; they're just cooking water. If you're like a stone, sooner or later someone will come back and admire you. But if you're like a grain of rice, hard at first and then soft, you're done for. I guarantee you'll be eaten to the last drop!"

"Your Aunt Wang and Aunt Cen also told me to tell you, just relax. There's no reason why a whole village can't protect a good child!"

The old branch secretary knew that Xiaolin had brought back medicinal herbs from the provincial capital and cured many of the members' chronic illnesses during the winter. As long as Grandma Wei came up and called out, all the old men and women in the village were willing to go to the city with her.

"The drum needs to be struck hard, not yet your time to intervene! I asked Director Zhou of the commune to mediate, and there shouldn't be any problems."

The purchase of medicinal herbs was suspended, and everyone's finally found a way to make money was blocked. But no one complained about Lin Xinghuo. A few particularly aggressive women even blocked Fei Ping's path, using both verbal and physical means to force him out of Buxiantun. Even when the commune secretary hinted that even if Lin Xinghuo left, a new health worker would be assigned to Buxiantun, the members refused. Everyone cursed him, "Who dares to compare himself to our Doctor Xiaolin!" The secretary was almost beaten, and was so frightened that he never dared to come to the Buxiantun Production Brigade again.

But Deputy Director Qu's actions left him openly vulnerable. Whether it was the county hospital's refusal to accept medicinal herbs or the women's director's "heart-to-heart talk," everything was done according to protocol. Even when the commune's seed station distributed seeds, the Buxiantun Production Brigade received two fewer sacks of corn seeds than the other brigades. There was a legitimate reason for this: Buxiantun led the commune in both autumn harvest and pig and sheep production last year, and should consciously assume a leading role. Given the brigade's strengths in livestock, breeding could help offset some of the seed shortage.

The angry team leader Huang Dazhuang cursed: "If we use livestock to fill the gap, the commune should at least give us a few more piglets and lambs! Not only did they not give us more, but they are all the weak ones that were left over and were robbed by others."

The old branch secretary had temporarily suppressed these concerns. Huang Dazhuang had been away for the past few days, rushing to fill the vacancies. The commune was holding back, just like what Grandma Wei said about a girl's marriage: if you're stuck, there's no way you'll be replaced later. Otherwise, the entire commune would suffer. Even if Director Zhou knew, she could only give Deputy Director Qu a few words and then assign someone to keep a close eye on the summer planting.

Lin Xinghuo sent the two down the hill, turned around and said to the caracal on his shoulder: "I'm afraid there is something else." The old branch secretary looked relaxed as if it was no big deal, but Lin Xinghuo saw that the tobacco pouch hanging on his pipe was empty. Sister Chunfeng said that the old man especially liked to smoke the pipe when he was worried, and he usually held it in his hand to make it convenient for him to beat up lazy members.

The caracal shook its tail and jumped down to ask Lin Xinghuo about the inside story.

This time it went smoothly. Uncle Mao knew very well that all the men, women, young and old in Buxian Village were protecting Lin Xinghuo.

Lin Xinghuo returned to the yard on the slope and poured a bucket of clean water on the emerald green gourd vine planted in front of the house. He gathered a little spiritual energy on his fingertips and fed it to it. The gourd vine moved without wind and its green color became more intense.

Lin Xinghuo's heart moved as he took a vine leaf and hurried back to the west wing study. He soaked the yellow paper he had bought in a basin of water, then pulled it out and rubbed and beat it until it was extremely fine. He grasped the vine leaf in his palm and released his spiritual power, which transformed it into jade liquid, which dripped from his fingers into the paper pulp.

There was no need to create a paper curtain. Lin Xinghuo's palms covered the spiritual energy, and with a gentle flick, the paper pulp was evenly spread into a thin layer. Now was the perfect time for the caracal to shine. Its earth and water attributes gave it the gift of lightning. If it were here, it could wipe it dry with a wave of its furry claws.

She wasn't in a hurry, simply closing her eyes and meditating. After a full cycle of practice, the paper on the bluestone table before her had dried. Lin Xinghuo peeled the paper off. The rough, pale yellow pulp, stained by her spiritual energy and then adding the pale green gourd liquid, transformed into an even darker earthy yellow.

He used his fingers like knives to cut the paper into palm-sized pieces. From a stack of yellow paper used for paper coal, he only got thirty-six usable pieces of paper.

Lin Xinghuo fetched the talisman ink prepared with demon pig blood and closed his eyes for a moment of meditation. The spiritual energy within him flowed like a stream, smooth and unruffled. The talisman brush made of caracal tail hair was as easy to use as his arm. In an instant, his mind followed his will and he finished the work in one stroke!

The rune was completed. A bright rune shone, and a common house-guarding talisman fell into Lin Xinghuo's palm.

This was the first talisman Lin Xinghuo had truly created. Demonic pig blood was overbearing, and mixing it with cinnabar also imbued it with a murderous aura. Rough yellow paper couldn't handle it, and switching to thicker plum blossom jade paper lost much of its effectiveness. Lin Xinghuo had been agonizing over this for a long time, but today, upon seeing the broad gourd leaves, he suddenly felt they resembled emerald paper. An idea struck him, and he began crafting his own talisman paper.

When two-thirds of the true energy in his body was used up, Lin Xinghuo put down the talisman writing brush and got a total of five talismans, including four talismans for protecting the body in addition to the house-guarding talisman.

"I want this one." The caracal suddenly spoke, and its hairy claws had accurately pressed the first house-warding talisman.

Lin Xinghuo was just about to fold the talisman paper. The amulet was what she had prepared for the caracal and the fox cub, but the caracal insisted on having this one. The caracal squinted his eyes and tilted the talisman pen. The meaning was very obvious: How could he not give the first prize of success to the caracal after using the talisman pen made of someone else's hair?

Seeing her nod, the caracal contentedly picked up the triangle made from the talisman. It was unknown whether it hid it in its fur or put it into its small storage bag.

After giving it the house-guarding talisman, Lin Xinghuo also gave it a protective amulet. The macaque twitched its beard, swept its tail, and the amulet lodged in Lin Xinghuo's thick hair. It was clearly well-intentioned, but it felt really awkward.

Lin Xinghuo did not refuse. He would draw again tomorrow when his true energy was full, and he could give a better one to the caracal.

"Ying——" Three fox cubs carrying mini backpacks ran in happily from the back door, and Dahuang, who had not been seen for a long time, followed them leisurely.

Since moving to the hillside, the little foxes have been having a blast, running up the mountain all day long. The eldest fox not only plays his role as a "medicine-seeking fox", but also forces his younger brothers and sisters to work hard together. It's a pity that the second fox is only interested in chasing pheasants and rabbits, and the third fox is even more obsessed with beautiful stones.

Untying the fox cub's backpack, Lin Xinghuo tied three amulets under the bell. After a moment's hesitation, he gave the extra one to the cheerful little fellow, Da Huang, tying it with a red string to his right front leg and brushing his fur to hide it. Da Huang would alternately lower his head to sniff the paper amulet, then leap onto the altar stone, gazing proudly at the sight, and howling excitedly to the heavens.

The caracal's eyelids drooped, but its round pupils, similar to those of large cats such as tigers and leopards, quickly opened and stared at the excited Dahuang.

Fearing that it would eventually lead to a bloody tragedy, Lin Xinghuo skillfully picked up the caracal, rubbed its fur, and whispered a promise: I will draw a better one tomorrow, one for each of us.

One talisman is actually not enough. Lin Xinghuo also plans to accumulate more talismans to equip his own cats, foxes, and wolves, and then practice other talismans.

*

In Fangmaji Commune, Fei Xinli paced back and forth in front of the house, driving his wife mad. "Director Zhou told my brother-in-law that she wanted to introduce Daping to someone. What did she mean? Did she mean that Medical Instructor Lin wouldn't work out? Did my brother-in-law agree?"

Fei Xinli slammed the table. This wasn't about Daping looking for another job, but rather that he had invested too much and couldn't afford to lose it all. Not only were there the two pieces of his mother's private collection that he had given to his brother-in-law, but also the favors and industrial tickets he had spent on facilitating transactions with various parts of the commune!

Because their mother's roots were not clean, Fei Xinli and his sister were both a bit stubborn. The cleaner she was, the more they wanted to get her down, and the more they were rejected, the more they wanted her. Just like this time, the time he had treated someone else's illness and made them sick, he got carried away and couldn't stop slapping himself.

He heard his wife still nagging: "Look at what a fuss this has caused. Those shrews in Buxian Village are so shameless that Pingzi doesn't even want to go home anymore. In my opinion, isn't it better to study? There are so many people in a training class. I don't believe there are no better ones. Isn't that girl named Chang who helps us from time to time not bad? She's an educated youth from a big city and she doesn't take big things."

"You know shit!" Fei Xinli was furious. What had Chang Qing learned? She hadn't even learned half a bottle of water! He had already considered the other girls. There were only a few who were capable. Some had a bunch of brothers at home who were difficult to handle, or were educated youth who were heading back to the city. How could there be an orphan like Lin Xinghuo who had all the right prescriptions?

The only thing he hadn't anticipated was this girl's stubborn temper. She said she wouldn't consider it, and she didn't. He'd originally planned to wait a little longer. The commune had a stranglehold on the lower-level brigade, so why worry about not being able to deal with a girl without family to rely on? Once everyone in the brigade started treating her like the troublemaker, he had no idea she wouldn't give in! When she married Daping, Fei Xinli would make sure she doubled back the money he'd spent on her.

But with Director Zhou's words, Fei Xinli's attempts to get the Buxiantun Brigade back on track were a bit daunting. Furthermore, his brother-in-law had been frequenting the county post office lately, and Fei Xinli was unpredictable. He was also worried that any further delays would cause him discontent.

"Close the door!" Fei Xinli said unhappily. This rascal Fei Ping must be living in the cotton mill dormitory again.

"Dad, Sixteen just burned incense, and the old man hasn't woken up yet. It's better not to disturb his peace." In the middle of the night, Fei Xinli's wife said tremblingly, holding a kerosene lamp.

Fei Xinli ignored her and moved the corn stalks stack leaning against the west wall of the yard, revealing a small brick house behind it, only three feet high but quite impressive, two stories and three rooms. If someone looked closely, they would find that the corn stalks bundles were neatly arranged and very clean.

A whole roast chicken, a plate of dim sum, and a plate of fruit were respectfully placed in front of the God of Wealth Building. Fei Xinli lit a stick of incense and inserted it into the incense burner. He knelt down and whispered a blessing. The flame of the incense gradually grew stronger, and Fei Xinli's wife's legs began to tremble with fear.

Suddenly, a cool breeze hit his face. Fei Xinli kowtowed and said, "God of Wealth?"

The kerosene lamp in his wife's hand went out with a whoosh. She threw the kerosene lamp away in disgust and asked, "What's the matter?" Her voice was hoarse and her tone was strange.

Fei Xinli quickly crawled over and kowtowed to his wife, knowing that the God of Wealth had possessed her. He told her that he wanted to marry Buxiantun Lin Xinghuo, and then he lowered his head to listen to the instructions of the immortal.

Fei Xinli's wife's eyelids drooped as if she couldn't open her eyes. Suddenly, she came close to Fei Xinli and sniffed twice. Huang Xian chuckled and said, "It seems to have a familiar smell."

"I'm going to check on my old friend first..."

A strange wind swept past, picking up the mud and sand on the ground, like a lame, tail-broken, blind weasel. It paused briefly at the east wall, then swirled south.

At the foot of the outer wall of the east wall, Chang Qing covered her mouth tightly, and a pile of stepping stones fell on her, like a crooked little grave.

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