"Sister Yueying, my stomach hurts so much. The place you kicked me just now hurts even more. It must be bruised by now." Wang Laicai pretended to be weak.

"Could you come over and examine me?"

"You're the village doctor in the brigade, you wouldn't just stand by and watch someone die, would you?"

"Of course..." Song Yueying decided to say the rest later. She had just taken a step when her arm was grabbed by Qi Yanjue.

Qi Yanjue looked at her without saying anything, but his meaning was clear: he forbade her to go.

"Don't worry, this guy isn't going to scam us." Song Yueying winked at Qi Yanjue and patted his hand reassuringly. "Just wait and see the show."

Watching a good show? What good show? What does she want to do? Several questions popped into Qi Yanjue's mind.

Walking over and standing in front of Wang Laicai, Song Yueying looked down at him and asked, "Besides your stomach hurting, does it hurt anywhere else?"

She could easily see through Wang Laicai's clumsy trick; he was deliberately trying to annoy them and extort money from her. If it were the original owner of this body, she would have already fought him to the death.

Unfortunately, she wasn't the original owner of this body. The weather was so hot that she would sweat easily even if she didn't move, and she would be drenched in sweat when fighting. She didn't like that.

"Yes, yes, my whole body aches." Wang Laicai stared intently at Song Yueying's face, his hands haphazardly unbuttoning his shirt.

"Moon Shadow Sister, good sister, please take a look at me quickly, please examine me."

The villagers watching frowned. Wang Laicai was unbuttoning his clothes in front of a woman; this was blatant indecent behavior!

Song Yueying was disgusted again. This disgusting thing was disgusting in both its words and actions.

Too lazy to waste any more words with him, I simply took out a pill and broke it in half. I put one half back in the space experiment vehicle and crushed the other half into a fine powder between my fingers.

"You don't need to be checked, it will be over soon." With that, Song Yueying flicked the powder between her fingers, scattering it all over Wang Laicai.

"I'm not going to get better, I'm injured..." Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Laicai felt something drift into his nose and sneezed.

The next instant, as if his body had its own consciousness, he sprang up from the ground with a somersault.

"Okay, I'm all better." Wang Laicai pounded his chest, looking very excited.

He ignored the two unbuttoned buttons on his shirt, which looked somewhat ridiculous.

I walked around in place twice and saw a basket and a carrying pole lying to one side. I walked over, picked up the carrying pole, hoisted the basket of rice onto my shoulder, and strode away.

"That's... all done." Several villagers were stunned as they watched him easily pick up the basket and walk away.

"He was just lying on the ground yelling in pain, in terrible pain!"

“He himself said he’s all better, so he must be. Before, he was unsteady on his feet when he carried the baskets, but now he walks steadily.”

"He seemed to have suddenly gained strength." It felt like a dream.

"A person can't suddenly become strong; he must have been faking it before."

Several villagers felt they had been cheated.

Listening to the villagers' chatter, a sly glint flashed in Song Yueying's eyes. A person can't suddenly gain strength, but the medicine she made could.

This led everyone to believe that Wang Laicai had been putting on an act, and that he would suffer the consequences later that night.

A glance at Wang Laicai's departing figure revealed that it was the little woman's doing. Qi Yanjue walked to Song Yueying's side and said, "It's hot outside, let's go back."

"Okay." Song Yueying obediently replied and turned to leave with Qi Yanjue.

Watching the two walk side by side, the villagers, all illiterate, didn't know how to describe them. One villager asked, "That man is really..."

"She's even prettier than those urban educated youth in the educated youth settlement."

"Who is he? Why would Doctor Song listen to him?"

"have no idea."

"Could he be the man my wife told me about at noon today, the man who died and came back to life like Doctor Song?"

"What do you mean, dead and alive, alive and dead again? How can a dead person come back to life? Wait, what did you just say? He's Doctor Song's man?"

I think so.

"He survived."

Qi Yanjue, who had already entered the village, heard the conversation of the villagers behind him clearly. He raised the corners of his mouth and turned his head to look at the petite woman walking beside him.

She was munching on a peach and seemed not to hear anything.

"When you say 'watch the show,' you mean making Wang Laicai work hard for the brigade?" Qi Yanjue asked, looking down at her bright eyes beneath her thin eyebrows.

“He tried his best to help the brigade with their work, but it wasn’t voluntary.” A sly glint flashed in Song Yueying’s eyes.

Wang Laicai appeared in front of her twice, and both times he disgusted her. The time they met at the hospital, Wang Laicai pretended to be affectionate and talked nonsense, so she kicked him.

Clearly, he didn't learn his lesson.

This time, she will make Wang Laicai regret messing with her.

"I'm sorry, it was my oversight," Qi Yanjue apologized in a low voice, his face grim.

He had a good memory, and when he saw Wang Laicai, he remembered what had happened at the entrance of the county hospital. He had a gut feeling that Wang Laicai would cause trouble, so he paid extra attention.

Sure enough, Wang Laicai deliberately tripped and fell onto Yueying.

He was on guard the whole time, and naturally wouldn't let Wang Laicai have his way. He quickly pulled Yueying into his arms and dodged in time.

"Hmm, what are you apologizing for?" Song Yueying looked at him with a puzzled expression, finished eating the peach, and casually threw the peach pit on the roadside, hoping it would sprout next year.

Qi Yanjue said, "It was my oversight. I didn't expect him to be released after only a few days in jail."

Blinking, Song Yueying remembered. He was talking about what happened in front of the county hospital. She remembered that he had pinned Wang Laicai to the ground, making him unable to move.

"Locking him up for a few days? Absolutely not." Song Yueying's tone was sarcastic, not at Qi Yanjue, but at the matter at hand.

Seeing Qi Yanjue's puzzled expression, she kindly told him, "His uncle is a policeman in the county. How could he possibly be detained for a few days? You'll send him in and he'll be out the next day."

Qi Yanjue's face instantly darkened.

Seeing his sullen face, Song Yueying took a peach out of her bag and handed it to him, saying, "Eat a peach, it'll cheer you up."

"I won't eat them." Qi Yanjue turned her face away. She hadn't washed many peaches in total; she would eat them herself.

Song Yueying was unaware of Qi Yanjue's thoughts and even misunderstood his meaning.

If he doesn't want to eat it, then he doesn't have to. She'll keep it for herself and put the peach back in her bag. Seeing that he was still looking down on her, Song Yueying thought to herself, "Oh ho! He's throwing a tantrum."

It's really hard to describe why a grown man would throw a tantrum.

But, no matter how you look at him, he seems a bit... adorably arrogant, like a cute big dog in a video.

Oh no, her hands are a little itchy.

"Alright, alright, it's not worth getting angry over these upsetting things." Following her heart, Song Yueying patted his arm, though she actually wanted to pat his handsome face even more.

"Besides, if you lock him up, how am I supposed to deal with him?"

"How are you going to deal with him?" Qi Yanjue wasn't comforted; instead, he was worried. He feared that she wouldn't be able to deal with Wang Laicai and would instead put herself in danger.

"You'll find out tonight." Song Yueying smiled mysteriously, her eyes still shining. "I guarantee he'll be in excruciating pain."

She used all her energy on work for the next few days; if he wasn't in excruciating pain, she would consider herself outmatched.

Seeing her smile like a triumphant cat, both adorable and lively, Qi Yanjue didn't ask any further questions, but simply reminded her, "Walk carefully and don't fall."

"I'm not a child." Song Yueying instantly bristled, giving him a disgruntled glare. "Who's not walking properly? You're the one who's not walking properly, that's why you fell."

She even said she wasn't a child, getting angry at just one sentence. Qi Yanjue glanced at her but smiled without saying a word.

Song Yueying didn't want to talk to him anymore and strode forward.

Seeing several people, young and old, standing in front of her house from afar, Song Yueying immediately realized something was wrong when she got closer and saw that the person at the front was Song Rumeng.

She hurried to the door and saw Song's mother holding a wooden stick, blocking the entrance to the courtyard. Wang Qianqian stood beside her, both of them looking calm and not at all like they had been wronged.

"Mom." Song Yueying smiled and walked towards her mother. She glanced at the wooden stick in her mother's hand, and her smile became even brighter. "Why are you playing with the wooden stick again?"

"Little Shadow." Song's mother pulled her behind her.

Seeing her daughter return, her tense state of mind didn't relax; instead, it became even more tense. Song Rumeng said that Xiao Yingzi was buying and selling things and threatened to call the police to arrest her.

They also warned her to cooperate, or they would arrest her and take her to the police station.

Seeing that Song's mother was tense, Song Yueying gently held her hand, silently giving her strength.

Wang Qianqian was about to say something when Song Yueying stopped her with a look. She took the wooden stick from Song's mother's hand and glanced back at Qi Yanjue, who had followed them.

Qi Yanjue immediately understood her meaning, walked to Song's mother's side, and whispered something. Song's mother glanced at the cloth bag he was carrying, her eyes filled with surprise and delight.

Having successfully diverted Song's mother's attention, Qi Yanjue said to Song Yueying, "Mom and I are going back to the main room first. Come in quickly, and hold onto the wooden stick carefully so you don't hurt yourself."

"Okay." Song Yueying responded softly and gave him a grateful smile.

"Good girl." He patted her head lightly and withdrew his hand. Qi Yanjue glanced at the old man and child standing at the door, his gaze lingering on Song Rumeng's face for a few seconds.

Qi Yanjue withdrew his gaze, turned around, and left with Song's mother.

The moment he turned around, the oppressive feeling vanished.

Looking at Qi Yanjue's tall and imposing back, a fierce glint flashed in Song Rumeng's eyes. She gritted her teeth and muttered, "Qi Yanjue, Qi Yanjue..."

You ruined my future and forced me to stay in this desolate, godforsaken mountain village.

You wait, I, Song Rumeng, swear I'll make you regret it no matter what method I use. You value that little slut Song Yueying, I'll ruin her.

May you and she both suffer a terrible death, enduring unbearable pain.

As soon as Song's mother left, Song Yueying's expression turned cold. She saw Song Rumeng staring at Qi Yanjue's retreating figure, her expression one of utter hatred, as if she wanted to tear him apart and drink his blood.

Song Yueying raised an eyebrow. What had Qi Yanjue done to make Song Rumeng hate him so much?

Noticing someone staring at her, Song Rumeng turned her head and met Song Yueying's teasing gaze. She quickly composed herself and gave an innocent and gentle smile.

“Cousin, where did you go? We all…” Song Rumeng hadn’t finished speaking when Song Yueying interrupted her, “Get to the point, I don’t have time to waste with you here.”

After speaking, Song Yueying lifted her eyes slightly and glanced at the old man and child outside the door.

Her gaze was so pure, but it was precisely because it was so pure that no one could guess what she was thinking at that moment.

"We're all here to get medicine for our family members," Song Rumeng explained her purpose. She was seething with hatred inside, but she still had to maintain a smile and gentleness on her face, her expression a little distorted.

"Are you all here to pick up medicine?" Song Yueying asked casually, her gaze fixed on the elderly and children outside the door.

Song Rumeng used this word well. She just said in the fields this morning that she would no longer take a single work point from the brigade, and that anyone who came to her for medical treatment would have to pay for it themselves.

Now Song Rumeng says she's here to get medicine, but she doesn't mention money at all.

That's quite a clever strategist.

Seeing Song Yueying looking at the old man and child outside the door, Song Rumeng was very displeased. "Yes, we..."

“I didn’t ask you,” Song Yueying interrupted Song Rumeng again.

Interrupted repeatedly, Song Rumeng was so angry she felt like going crazy. Her hands, clenched into fists at her sides, dug into her flesh without her feeling any pain.

That damned Song Yueying, she deserves to die.

The children present might not understand what Song Yueying meant, but the elderly did, and they all spoke up.

"Yes, yes, I'm here to get medicine for my daughter-in-law. She came home at noon today and said she had a headache, felt dizzy, and had no energy after lunch."

“My daughter-in-law also said she had a headache and was thirsty. She drank a lot of water from her water jug ​​and still said she was thirsty.”

“My son went to work for a while, but when he came back he said he had a headache and dizziness and couldn’t do any work at all.”

“My son has the same symptoms. I told him to come see you, Song, and get some medicine to take home. He insisted that he didn’t need it, saying that he would be fine after a good night’s sleep.”

“My daughter-in-law said the same thing, but it’s the double harvest season now! The brigade leader is so anxious that he’s cursing people in the fields. How can they have time to sleep?”

"It was only after we got here that we realized that several workers in each family had already fallen ill."

The children, unsure how to describe the symptoms of the adults in their family, simply nodded and echoed the elderly person's description.

After listening to the elderly people's stories, Song Yueying was basically certain that they had suffered from heatstroke. She had anticipated that some people would suffer from heatstroke today, but she hadn't expected that there would be quite a few.

"So, you came to my house to buy medicine?" Song Yueying asked directly, as she never liked to beat around the bush.

After the words "buy medicine" were uttered, the scene fell silent.

Regardless of what others thought, Song Yueying continued to ask, "You're just buying medicine, why did you get into a conflict with my mother again? What caused her to block the doorway with a wooden stick?"

Wang Qianqian knew this very well. She moved closer to Song Yueying and whispered, "Everyone here isn't to buy medicine, they're here to pick it up. The gate to the courtyard was broken, so they just rushed into the courtyard."

“My aunt and I both said you weren’t here, but they didn’t believe us.”