Qi Monan said: "One of my comrades retired due to injury two years ago, and now he works at the Lian County Party Committee." This is the truth, but he didn't tell his comrade about his visit to Lian County. It's not too late to tell him now.
Song Yun nodded. "Then you go and deliver it. If you need my cooperation with the investigation or anything, call the brigade headquarters and I'll be there right away."
Qi Mo Nan agreed, but thought to himself that he knew the whole story. It was he who reported Tian Liang's case, he was the one who beat the man, and he was the one who delivered the letter of complaint. He would add his own name to the letter of complaint, and he would be able to take responsibility for the matter, and there would be no need for Song Yun to appear in the county party committee.
After Qi Mo Nan left, Song Yun went on to see patients. She was busy at noon but still couldn't finish seeing all the patients outside. In fact, there were too many patients coming for acupuncture and massage today. Acupuncture, in particular, was very time-consuming. Some of the elderly were so old that they couldn't even tell where they were feeling uncomfortable, and the consultation alone took a lot of time.
The villagers who had queued outside for a whole morning but did not get to see a doctor were very dissatisfied, and shouted that they had waited in vain.
Song Yun didn't feel unhappy. Time was limited and there was nothing she could do. It was impossible to ask her to work overtime. She couldn't make such an exception, otherwise she would have to work overtime every day in the future.
After all, people had been queuing for the whole morning, so she wrote down numbers and distributed them to people who had queued today but didn't get a doctor. Tomorrow, as long as they arrived before she opened the door, they would be given priority to see the doctor according to their numbers. To prevent people from cheating, she used fancy fonts with some tricks hidden in them that others couldn't see, but she could tell the real from the fake at a glance.
Aunt Yinghong, the ghost-seeing lady, also got a number, number 3, which means that as long as she arrives before Song Yun opens the door tomorrow, she will be the third one to see the patient.
Aunt Yinghong curled her lips, put the number paper into her pocket, and then went to a place where no one could see her, spat in the direction of the brigade headquarters, and said something obscene.
She thought that no one noticed these little movements, but in fact, there was a pair of eyes staring at her, watching her every move.
Zhao Xiaomei curled her lips, "It seems that the popular Song Zhiqing isn't really that popular after all."
Zhao Xiaomei raised her foot and walked towards Aunt Yinghong. They talked for a long time on the side of the road. When they parted, they both had mysterious smiles on their faces.
Someone saw Aunt Yinghong talking to Zhao Xiaomei on the side of the road. When Zhao Xiaomei stopped talking, they went over to ask, "Aunt Yinghong, didn't you say Zhao Zhiqing was a vixen? Why are you still chatting with her? What did you talk about? You talked for so long, and you were still smiling, like mother and daughter."
Aunt Yinghong glared and spat at the gossipy woman, "Which eye of yours saw us smiling? I just warned her to stay away from my Yin Gui and not to flirt with anyone she sees. My Yin Gui is a married man, there's no way he'd fall for her."
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