Lin Yue sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "I hope so. I just don't want these trivial matters to affect my treatment of everyone. I don't want to see villagers afraid to come for medical treatment and delay their treatment."

“I know your heart has always been with the villagers. Your concern for them is so pure, and that’s what I admire most about you,” Chen Yu said, his eyes filled with love and respect, as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

Just then, Aunt Liu hurried into the infirmary. Her face was filled with concern and guilt, and beads of sweat still clung to her forehead, indicating she had run all the way there. The moment she saw Lin Yue, a flicker of heartache crossed her eyes, and she quickly stepped forward.

"Lin Yue, are you alright? It's all those damned guys' fault for turning our village into such a mess. Please don't take it to heart, we all know you're a good person." Aunt Liu held Lin Yue's hand, her hands rough but warm, and held Lin Yue's hand tightly, as if trying to pass on her strength to her.

Lin Yue forced a smile, a smile tinged with bitterness: "Aunt Liu, I'm alright. It's all thanks to you for believing in me and speaking up for me in front of everyone. Without you, I really don't know what I would have done."

Aunt Liu patted Lin Yue's hand, her eyes filled with affection: "Silly child, you are a benefactor to our village, of course I believe in you. Those people just can't stand to see others do well, they're jealous of your abilities. Don't worry, time will prove everything, everyone will gradually understand."

Aunt Liu's words warmed Lin Yue's heart, allowing her to feel the genuine affection among the villagers. Although some were misled by the rumors, the understanding people like Aunt Liu gave her hope and made her feel that this village was still a place full of love.

"By the way, Aunt Liu, how have you been lately? Is anything bothering you?" Lin Yue asked with concern, her eyes full of sincerity.

Aunt Liu smiled and said, "I'm perfectly healthy, I'm just worried about you. You've been working too hard lately, you have to take good care of yourself and not break down. If anything happens to you, our village will suffer a great loss."

After chatting with Aunt Liu for a while, Aunt Liu left the clinic. Lin Yue felt much better. She knew she couldn't stay immersed in sadness forever; many villagers needed her help. Looking at the herbs and simple medical equipment in the room, a sense of mission welled up inside her. She had to pull herself together.

In the following days, Lin Yue and Chen Yu resumed their usual busy routines. Although some villagers still harbored doubts about Lin Yue, their eyes showing hesitation and unease when they came to the clinic, most had regained their trust in her. The number of people coming to the clinic for treatment gradually increased each day, and the small clinic was once again filled with life.

One day, a young woman came to the infirmary. She seemed a little shy, her head down, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, and her steps hesitant. Lin Yue saw her and smiled, asking, "Young lady, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The girl blushed, stole a glance at Lin Yue, then lowered her head and whispered, "Sister Lin, I... I've been having stomach aches lately, especially during my period. The pain is really bad, and I don't know what to do."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yue immediately understood what had happened. Her gaze softened, and she asked the girl to sit down before inquiring in detail about her symptoms, including the specific location and intensity of the pain, her menstrual cycle, and the amount of menstrual flow. As Lin Yue asked questions, she made notes on a piece of paper, her eyes filled with tenderness and care, like an older sister looking after her younger sister. She gently comforted the girl, saying, "Don't worry, this is a common problem for many girls. You haven't told anyone before, have you? You shouldn't be shy about this; if you're feeling unwell, you should seek treatment promptly. I'll prescribe some medicine and tell you some ways to manage it; you'll feel better in a while."

The girl looked at Lin Yue gratefully: "Sister Lin, thank you. I didn't dare to tell anyone before, afraid of being laughed at. My mother doesn't understand these things either, I really don't know what to do."

Lin Yue laughed and said, "What's so funny about that? A girl's body needs to be taken good care of. If you have any problems in the future, just tell me. Don't suffer in silence."

While Lin Yue treated the girl, Chen Yu helped prepare the herbs. Watching Lin Yue's focused and attentive expression, his heart filled with love. He felt that Lin Yue was like a ray of light shining into the village, bringing warmth and hope to the villagers. He silently assisted Lin Yue, his eyes never leaving her.

A few days later, an uncle in the village twisted his back while working. Several villagers carried him to the clinic, sweating profusely and pale with pain. Lin Yue hurriedly went to examine him, gently pressing on his lower back while asking him about the specific location and severity of his pain, her eyes focused and attentive.

"Uncle, don't worry, it's just a sprained back. I'll give you a massage and apply some herbal medicine. It'll be fine in a few days. You need to rest well these next few days and avoid heavy work, otherwise it will worsen the injury," Lin Yue said. Her voice was calm and confident, which eased the uncle's initial tension.

Chen Yu assisted Lin Yue, watching her skillfully massage the man's back with admiration in his eyes. Lin Yue's technique was precise and powerful, every movement perfectly timed. Her hands seemed to possess magic, performing miraculous healing arts on the man's waist. Under her treatment, the man's pain gradually lessened, and the expression on his face changed from pain to relief.

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