Chapter 920: Great Success, Refusing to Meet
The cargo ship carrying the medicine arrived at the dock at four in the morning.
This time, no one dared to cause trouble.
Jiang Fuyue and Fansheng went to pick up the boat in person, and Liu Sisi patrolled around with a group of black-clad bodyguards.
The whole process was calm and smooth beyond belief.
What about the yellow salmon people, you ask?
Oh, Liu Sisi tied him up in advance while he was sleeping.
Yellow salmon:?
At five o'clock, the medicines were unloaded.
Everyone was transported back to the base in an orderly manner.
At this time, the advantage of Site No. 2 chosen by Jiang Fuyue came into play. Not only was it close to the dock, but the road was also flat both ways, so there was no need to climb up or down hills.
The captain scratched his head and walked up to Jiang Fuyue, "Um... Professor Jiang, there are still some things left to unload in the rear cabin."
There are not many people left, so Jiang Fuyue plans to lead them in personally.
"Wait a moment."
"?"
"I'm afraid the number of you is not enough. If possible, send a stronger man."
"What on earth is that?"
The captain smiled. "...pigs. About sixty."
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
Everyone: “?”
"The original plan was to load 200 heads, but considering that this trip was mainly for transporting medicines, which had strict requirements for the storage environment, we didn't dare to transport too many."
"Please make do with it this time, and try to transport more next time."
“…”
Therefore, the team members who delivered the medicines to the base returned to the dock one after another, uh, to drive the pigs.
"Professor Jiang, these pigs are alive. Is there a butcher in our team?"
Jiang Fuyue was stunned. She had never thought about this.
After asking around, everyone shook their heads.
"I won't."
“I haven’t learned it.”
"I've seen it before. It's kind of scary."
"Is this the legendary red knife in, white knife out?"
"My legs go weak just thinking about it."
“…”
Fortunately, almost all the men on the island know how to kill pigs.
Fan Sheng: "I'll arrange the manpower."
In the early morning, the orange sun shines on the earth.
People who got up early to work stood on the hillside with dazed looks on their faces.
What did they see?
I saw a row of fat and strong pigs lined up in a row and heading towards the medical team's base in an orderly manner.
"Oh my god! There must be dozens of them, right?"
"Each one is plump and fat, with so much fat that it bounces up and down."
So, what are you waiting for?!
Hurry up and line up to see the doctor!
The top fifty will each receive five pounds of lard scraps. Go for it!
The villagers dropped their hoes one after another and ran quickly towards the camp at the foot of the mountain.
Lard scraps—Oh no, doctor! Here I come!
…
The area outside the base was already crowded with people.
The bodyguards were dispatched en masse to maintain order.
"It's over. There are so many people ahead of me, there must be more than 50. I'd better go back and line up again tomorrow."
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"what?"
"I just announced that there will be free gifts for those ranked 50 and above. It's not as much as five pounds of lard scraps, but it's definitely not bad. It's free anyway. Besides, you may not be able to get into the first 50 tomorrow, so you might as well finish the queue today."
"That's true. Okay, I'll wait in line then."
“…”
Several doctors were listening nearby and exchanged glances quickly.
"Professor Jiang has a way. He can cure these people in a matter of minutes."
"I didn't expect that the last medical team, after all their blood and tears, couldn't solve the problem, but we can solve it with just a few pounds of lard. Tsk tsk..."
"The temptation of lard residue! Absolutely!"
"I can brag about this forever."
"Do you think Professor Jiang is incredibly familiar with the islands? He knows everything about the topography of each place, the approximate population, and even the temperaments and personalities of each individual! It's incredible!"
"It's said that Sister Yue's brain is a data analysis machine, highly efficient, high-output, and powerful enough to last forever. In short, she thinks more and thinks faster than we do!"
"It's so easy to work with a boss like this. You don't have to worry about anything, just do your part."
"Yes, you can always trust her!"
"As an old fan, I've been following Sister Yue for years and have never failed. I even suspect that Sister Yue has that protagonist buff."
…
Under the strong temptation of lard residue, the villagers came out in droves and lined up to see the doctor before dawn.
For some critically ill patients, especially children with weak immunity, Jiang Fuyue specially set up a green channel so that there is no need to queue.
"Can we still get lard scraps?" A couple of parents asked worriedly.
It's not that they are heartless, but they are too poor and have not eaten meat for three months.
When survival becomes a problem, whether the disease can be cured becomes less important, because everyone will die in the end.
The only difference is whether they die of illness or starvation.
The medical staff, who were originally furious and heartbroken that the child had such parents, were stunned.
No matter how poor they are, they are just born in rural areas, but their basic living needs are guaranteed. In addition to having enough food and clothing, they also have the opportunity to go to school.
How many floating people are there?
They had never seen a movie, never used electric lights, and still wore linen clothes. They regarded lard scraps as treasures. There was no decent school, no usable hospital, not even a simple clinic.
Not even as good as China in the 1950s and 1960s!
In today's society, there is still such an isolated island that has become an insulator of modern civilization.
Everyone felt uncomfortable.
Jiang Fuyue: "Give them five pounds of lard residue."
"Thank you! Thank you!" The couple clasped their skinny and dark hands and kept bowing to express their gratitude.
The next day, the medical team started playing the video on the loudspeaker in a loop:
"Due to a shortage of manpower, we are urgently recruiting helpers. Requirements include good health, hard work, and a quiet attitude. Work eight hours a day. The pay is two kilograms of pork, and wages are paid daily."
As soon as the news came out, applicants lined up in a long queue.
Jiang Fuyue asked Liu Weihua to be responsible for selecting people and strictly follow the recruitment standards. The two kilograms of meat would be given to anyone who was pitiful.
Instead, there is competition for positions and the best candidates are admitted.
The medical team is not a charity and has no obligation to provide pork to the villagers, but they can exchange it for labor.
Equal trade, everyone gets what they need.
But Liu Weihua knew that although everyone was very busy, they were not overwhelmed and had to recruit workers.
After all, Professor Jiang is kind-hearted.
But she disdained to give alms and let these villagers develop the bad habit of getting something for nothing, so she used the most equal way to give them a way to survive while preserving their dignity and dignity as human beings.
Liu Weihua wrote the following in his diary:
"Underneath her stern exterior, she has a softest heart."
Soon these newly recruited workers arrived at their posts and started working at the base.
Some people were assigned to the kitchen, some were assigned to do publicity, and some were responsible for cleaning up medical waste, taking care of seriously ill patients, and so on.
Everyone has his or her own use and can show his or her strengths.
During this period, they saw things they had never seen before, such as mobile phones, computers, and some unheard-of medical devices.
I saw with my own eyes that the child's fever went away within two minutes after the injection.
The baby, who was covered with lumps, was put into the medical kit and was completely healed when he was taken out the next day. He was sleeping soundly.
There were also symptoms of nausea, vomiting, shivering, and alternating chills and fever. After taking the medicine, everyone was full of energy again within two days.
“It’s amazing.”
"I heard them say these things are readily available outside the island and anyone can use them."
"Besides, almost every household outside the island eats meat every day. They even complain about something as good as lard, and they eat lean meat every meal, saying they care about balanced nutrition or something."
"And more! Everyone has a big movie player at home, so we can watch movies at home..."
"They don't use kerosene, they use electric lights. You just flip a switch and it's bright."
“Is it really that nice out there?”
This was the first time that they, after being isolated for so long, began to question themselves.
…
The course of treatment for malaria lasted a full two months.
During this period, mosquito and insect extermination work was carried out in an orderly manner with remarkable results. After the villagers recovered, those with other difficult and complicated diseases also came to the medical team for treatment.
It just so happened that these doctors came from various departments, including surgery, orthopedics, neurology, respiratory medicine, cardiac surgery, etc., and they all used their expertise to cure the villagers' long-standing ailments!
There are even women who are having difficult labor and who, with the mentality of giving it their all, come here to give birth, and in the end, both mother and daughter are safe.
The most noteworthy work is still on women’s health!
Before this, most women on the island did not know that the hospital had a separate department dedicated to treating women's "dirty diseases".
Yes, they call those unspeakable symptoms "dirty diseases."
In the past, there were even women who jumped into the sea out of shame and anger due to postpartum lochia, itching and other problems.
Men also scoff at this. If their women get that disease, they will feel ashamed and unable to hold their heads up.
This has led to women who have physical abnormalities not daring to speak out or see a witch doctor, for fear that others would find out and criticize them. They can only endure it and eventually die in disgrace.
Jiang Fuyue believes that the first thing to do is popularize science.
Only when there is a change in thinking can behavior be improved.
Unlike previous malaria science education sessions where everyone was gathered in a flat area to watch videos, this time men and women were required to be separated.
For women, we first let professional doctors talk about it, and then by watching real cases, we let these women know that many symptoms are just common gynecological diseases. In fact, 80% of married women have them. This is very common, so there is no need to feel ashamed.
“There are even male gynecologists outside the island.”
"Really? A man showing us women that place... Is this okay? Won't people point fingers at us?"
Jiang Fuyue uttered the most classic line: "In the eyes of doctors, there are no men or women, only patients."
The group of women were instantly shocked.
Then, Jiang Fuyue told them that many gynecological diseases are actually caused by unhygienic sexual life.
"...So, in this issue, men who don't like cleanliness are the culprits."
Then the door to a new world of cognition was opened for them.
In fact, women's status is not low in Duofu. It's just that due to ignorance, they feel ashamed about gynecological issues, which leads men to look down on them as well.
As long as they can correctly understand and deal with it rationally from now on, I believe that the men in the family will soon be influenced and fundamentally change their thinking.
It is said that after this science class, some women had sex with their men when they returned home that night.
Well, let’s fight, thank you!
"The doctor said that a man who doesn't like to be clean is not worthy of sleeping in the bed."
"Don't even think about touching me if you don't wash it in the future."
"Don't get close to me!"
"To put it bluntly, this is all caused by you men, and you want to blame us women? Get out of here!"
“…”
Fortunately, the men had received relevant knowledge during the day and were mentally prepared for their wives' outburst tonight, so they all endured and gave in.
Some considerate men apologize first without their wives even blaming them.
So overall, people generally have a high level of acceptance of new knowledge.
…
During these two months, supplies were shipped to the island several times from outside. Some of them were approved by higher authorities, while others were purchased by Jiang Fuyue with his own money.
I saw boatloads of live pigs, all of them fat, big-eared, plump and chubby, sailing across the ocean. It was so spectacular!
At the end of April, with the last malaria patient recovered, the team began to prepare to leave the island.
"After staying here for so long, I'm really reluctant to leave."
"Actually, after spending so much time with them, I don't think they're that wild or scary. They just behave a little rudely and have bad tempers, but that's understandable. After all, they haven't been to school."
"The kids here are so adorable! Last time, they caught some crabs for us to eat, and then they hid away after putting them down. They peeked out and smiled at you, and it instantly touched my heart. Compared to those spoiled brats out there, they're thousands and thousands of times more well-behaved!"
"I hope that after we leave, the higher-ups can send people to work on the infrastructure here. Honestly, you didn't see the old woman with white hair who walked over ten miles just to touch a lightbulb in our base. Seeing her trembling and unable to let go of it was so heartbreaking."
"Yeah, when I get back I'll post something online to let everyone know that Duofu isn't as demonized as they imagine. The scenery here is truly beautiful, not inferior to Maldives. Maybe we can even develop tourism here in the future!"
"Anyway, I've taken a lot of photos at the beach, and each one has its own filter."
"The pickled cabbage here is absolutely amazing, it tastes amazing! Give me a small plate and I can finish three bowls of rice with it."
"Have you noticed that the women on the island all have skillful hands. The silk fabrics they weave are soft and smooth, and feel particularly textured when held in the hands?"
"And the duofu fruit is so delicious! The pink and tender flesh is so sweet and fragrant when you take a bite!"
“…”
Everyone knows the advantages of Duofu.
"By the way, has Professor Jiang informed us when we're leaving?"
"Not yet, but it should be in the next two days. Anyway, the report has been written, and the first batch has been submitted. We should go home!"
…
Inside the board room, Jiang Fuyue was busy typing a report. The crackling sound of the keyboard made Huang Salmon drowsy.
He couldn't help but wonder, is this thing so easy to knock?
Isn't it just a rectangular board with a few buttons on it?
Almost all of these doctors from outside have one, and they knock it a few times when treating patients.
He asked, and the other party replied that it was for record keeping.
Shouldn't we use paper and pen to take notes?
Can I remember this just by tapping it?
In just a few months, the yellow salmon felt as if it didn't recognize the world anymore.
"...What do you want from me?" After typing the last word, Jiang Fuyue saved the file and then looked up at the yellow salmon that had been left out for a long time.
Compared to the ferocious look he showed three months ago when he led his men to block the dock, the fat man now had a flattering smile on his face.
Seeing that Jiang Fuyue was finally willing to pay attention to him, he immediately cheered up: "It's like this, Mr. Zhong would like to invite you for a cup of tea."
Mr. Zhong?
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: "That witch doctor?"
"Yes, yes! It's him!"
Strangely enough, Jiang Fuyue had been on guard against the other party causing trouble more than once in the past three months, but the other party had no intention of taking action at all.
Logically speaking, when advanced medical technology from outside was brought to the island, the first thing that would be shaken was the status and authority of the witch doctor.
She was ready to fight with the other party, but in reality, the other party was quiet and didn't make any movement.
Even later, the yellow salmon never caused trouble for the villagers again.
This is somewhat different from Jiang Fuyue's expectations.
It also made her curious about this "witch doctor".
…
The small bamboo courtyard is hidden among the green trees and flowers, with its back against the hill and a stream in front. The air is filled with the salty and fishy smell of the sea breeze, mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants, blending into a unique flavor.
Jiang Fuyue felt as if she had come to a fairyland.
Yellow Salmon rubbed his hands together. "Hehe... Isn't this bamboo house beautiful? It's the most beautiful house on our island besides the clan leader's house!"
Jiang Fuyue looked around and couldn't help but nod secretly. Whether it was the layout, furnishings, or feng shui, the design of this small building was very outstanding.
Elegant, dignified, grand and refined.
It can be seen that the person who built it must be an expert and have a very high level of aesthetic taste.
When the rich old man was a witch doctor, he had never lived in such a beautiful little bamboo house.
Yellow Salmon chuckled twice: "Mr. Zhong built it himself, isn't it amazing?
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
After passing through the flower garden and medicinal field, the two stopped in front of a bamboo gate.
Yellow Salmon opened the door for her, but did not go in himself. Instead, he made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Zhong is inside."
Jiang Fuyue stepped inside, and the first thing that caught her eye was a screen with ink painting.
Behind the screen, a figure sat upright with a desk in front of him.
I couldn't see his face clearly, but from the outline of his figure, I could see that he was standing straight and had a very calm and composed demeanor.
Fan Sheng said that he went to the island eighteen years ago to learn medicine from old man Fu, so he should be between forty and fifty years old.
"Miss Jiang, please sit down and have a cup of tea."
The other party spoke slowly.
His voice was a little light, but he spoke standard Mandarin without any extraneous accent.
Jiang Fuyue sat down cross-legged with a cup of brewed tea in front of him.
The two of them could vaguely see each other's figures through the screen, but it was difficult to tell their specific appearance.
Jiang Fuyue: "Do you know medical skills?"
"I'm the witch doctor here."
"So, did you study Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"
"I've learned all of that, but when I treat patients, I mostly follow the principles of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Then you should know that this epidemic is malaria."
"Well, I guessed a little."
"Then why didn't you tell everyone in time so they could seek help from outside the island?"
The man sighed, "The will of the people cannot be violated. There are some things that I alone cannot change."
Jiang Fuyue was speechless.
Yes, if she hadn't brought a team, bodyguards, and shiploads of supplies to the island, who would be willing to listen to her?
Maybe they were chased away by yellow salmon before they even reached the dock.
So, how can there be so much luck?
It’s just that they are well prepared and some people have money.
If Jiang Fuyue had been a little weaker, the scene on the island wouldn't be like this now.
"Do you know astrology?" the man suddenly asked.
"...What?" Jiang Fuyue was stunned.
"Astrology."
"You mean...horoscope?"
"Well, that's understandable."
Jiang Fuyue frowned, not knowing why the other party suddenly said this.
"I can help you test it."
Jiang Fuyue: "Can you also tell fortunes?"
A delighted chuckle came from the other end: "Yes."
Jiang Fuyue's eyes flickered as she thought of something, and she quickly nodded in agreement: "Okay."
There is a small window in the middle of the screen, which allows you to see the other person's desk.
There are three crystal dice on it. Unlike ordinary dice, these dice are standard dodecahedrons.
Each side has symbols representing planets, constellations and houses, a total of 36.
"Can you tell me when you were born?"
Jiang Fuyue told the truth.
I saw a pair of clean and slender hands pick up the dice and throw it gently.
The three dice made a crisp sound, spun rapidly on the table, and then stopped steadily.
"Mercury, Virgo, 5th house."
Jiang Fuyue: "So what did you figure out?"
"Miss Jiang, your life will be smooth sailing, your career will be successful, your family will be happy, and everything you want will come true."
Jiang Fuyue looked at the crystal dice on the table and smiled suddenly: "Why only the second half?"
The other party was slightly stunned.
She studied the information on each side of the dice. "Let me see... The first half should be: Great dreams come to nothing, the strongest must be broken, the stars fall and the life is gone, death is inevitable!"
The other end gasped: "You know astrology too?!"
"A little bit. My former sworn enemy liked to talk nonsense with playing cards, saying he was telling astrology and divination, trying to discern the mysteries of the universe. I figured that knowing both yourself and your enemy would ensure victory in every battle, so I took a look."
Do you want to know if you can say the first half of the sentence right away?
Are you kidding me?
There was silence for a few seconds on the other end, and then he took a deep breath, as if he was adjusting his mood.
When he spoke again, his voice had returned to normal: "So, you believe astrology can predict destiny?"
Jiang Fuyue shook her head, then nodded. "I used to disbelieve it, and I used Marxist materialism to piss off my sworn enemy. But now I believe it a little, but it's still different from his."
"Oh? What's the difference?"
"That person said astrology and fortune-telling are about trying to understand the secrets of heaven. I think it should be scientific astrology and materialistic fortune-telling."
"……What's the meaning?"
"I think of astrology as... big data in numerology. An astrologer's job is to analyze data. First, they collect information, then look for patterns, and finally draw conclusions. When applying it to an individual, they analyze the individual situation based on individual differences."
"Heh, this is the first time I heard that astrology has something to do with science." The other party was a little disapproving.
Jiang Fuyue counterattacked calmly: "Maybe you are ignorant."
"So, according to you, astrologers can also be scientists?"
"I don't know if astrologers can be scientists, but many scientists are astrologers, such as Newton and Kepler."
“…”
The topic seemed to have come to a standstill here.
Jiang Fuyue took a sip of tea. It was sweet at first, and had a sweet aftertaste. After a few seconds, it tasted slightly bitter on the tip of the tongue.
Such rich layering does not come from the tea itself, but from the craftsmanship of the tea maker.
And this taste——
Looks like we’ve known each other before!
Her eyes moved slightly: "Thank you anyway."
"You're welcome."
"Come to think of it, my sworn enemy is just like you. He likes to invite people for tea and then tell their fortunes."
"……Yeah?"
"Yes. You are very similar."
“…”
"And his last name just happens to be Zhong. Isn't that a coincidence?"
"...Sorry, my last name isn't Zhong, it's just that there's a character for Zhong in my name."
"Oh? What's your last name?" Jiang Fuyue picked up the teacup, put it to her nose and sniffed it elegantly, and asked casually.
"Fu. My name is Fu Suizhong."
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips and slowly put down the teacup: "Names can change, but looks never lie."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly stood up and pushed down the screen in front of her.
What I saw was a slightly surprised face.
Jiang Fuyue frowned. Not Zhong Cheng?
But this tea, and the aroma of the fortune-telling tea, are exactly the same as that person's!
But the face in front of me looked to be in his twenties or thirties at most, a little too young.
Seeing Jiang Fuyue suddenly jump up, there was a hint of panic on the other person's face that he couldn't hide in time.
And this kind of expression would never appear on the face of that old fox Zhong Cheng.
"W-What are you doing?"
Jiang Fuyue stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Fu... Sui Zhong?"
"……ah?"
"Are you Duofu's witch doctor?"
The man nodded, "...It's me."
"What's your relationship with Zhong Cheng?"
Confusion flashed across the man's face, "Who is Zhong Cheng?"
Jiang Fuyue frowned.
"Um...let go first, and let's talk it out, okay?"
Jiang Fuyue didn't move, and changed the question: "Who taught you astrology?"
"No, no one taught me. I learned it by watching astrology videos."
“…”
"Really! Oh, and books on horoscope analysis, I have a whole wall of them!"
Jiang Fuyue: "How do you explain this tea?"
"What's wrong with the tea? Is there something wrong? I think it tastes pretty good."
"Who made this cup of tea?"
"Myself."
"impossible!"
"I've been learning from old man Fu for a long time. If you don't believe me, I'll show you right here!"
Jiang Fuyue's brows furrowed further and further, and she looked at him with sharp eyes, as if she wanted to see through his soul.
Under such a gaze, Fu Suizhong couldn't help but shrink his neck, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down restlessly.
The mysterious feeling of being an immortal was gone, and only one word remained - coward!
It was unknown how long it took before Jiang Fuyue let him go, retracted her gaze, and slowly stood up.
"Hey! You smashed my screen and just walked away like that, right?! I heard you have a lot of pigs, could you give me two? Or one would be fine too?! Actually, two would be best, one male and one female so they can have babies..."
Jiang Fuyue quickened his pace.
Fu Suizhong curled his lips and said, "You didn't even give me a pig, how stingy!"
Then he raised his hand to smooth out the collar that she had messed up. Alas, it was all wrinkled.
He is unhappy.
Very unhappy.
He drank the rest of the tea in the teapot in one gulp, then ran angrily to the second floor.
"Master—" The man turned around the moment he pushed open the door.
He was standing tall and straight by the window with his hands behind his back. When he heard the noise, he turned around, revealing a wrinkled face with black hair mixed with white.
Judging from his figure, he is clearly in the prime of life; but his face looks old, like an octogenarian.
"Master, does your friend doubt me?"
"Um."
"What should I do? Did I mess up?" Fu Suizhong scratched his head apologetically.
"It's okay. Although she suspected it, she couldn't prove it."
Knowing her, he knew she was usually slow to judge in situations like this.
"Master, I don't quite understand."
"What don't you understand?"
"You must have wanted to see her, so you asked Uncle Huang to call her over. But when she showed up, she almost recognized you. Although she kept calling you her sworn enemy, there wasn't a single murderous intent in her eyes. So, why didn't you show up?"
He could sense that the moment Jiang Fuyue lifted the screen and saw his face, disappointment flashed in her eyes.
I was even more disappointed when he said he didn't know who Zhong Cheng was.
"Master, she wants to see you." Fu Suizhong came to this conclusion.
The man just smiled and shook his head at him: "I can't see you, and I can't see you."
In this life, as long as she is alive and he can see her again, it will be enough.
As for this face...
The man turned his head, and the glass mirror reflected his old appearance.
It’s better not to let her see it.
I also want to save face.
“Master…”
"Don't you want a pig? Tell Lao Huang to go and ask her, she'll give it to you."
"Is it true?" Fu Suizhong was skeptical.
That woman is pretty, but she is also fierce and violent. She looks like someone who is not easy to mess with. How could she be so kind?
The man nodded and gave him a firm answer: "Really."
She is strong yet soft, and cannot bear to see the suffering of the world as far as she can.
"You ask Lao Huang to describe your situation as direly as possible."
“…”
Before leaving the room, Fu Suizhong paused and confirmed again: "Master, I heard that the medical team will be leaving the island in the next few days. Are you...really not going to see her?"
Once I leave, I may never come back.
The man did not waver at all, and gave the same answer -
"not see."
"……All right."
Fu Suizhong could only sigh, feeling sorry for his master. He clearly wanted to see her so much, even hiding upstairs and sneaking around to see her...
In order to make the people on the island trust her and let her treat their illnesses, she personally went out to do ideological work for the tribesmen who came to see her for treatment, persuading them to believe in Western medicine.
Even at the cost of destroying his own reputation.
He could have helped stabilize their condition by prescribing some Chinese medicine...
Oh, and let Uncle Huang be the first to come forward and establish his authority.
What's the point of planning behind the scenes and working so hard, but in the end you can't even see the person in person?
Humph! Does that woman really think she can tame these barbaric tribesmen on her own?
…
Jiang Fuyue was also thinking about this question that she had subconsciously ignored -
The Duofu people have a long history of xenophobia, so how could she convince them so easily?
After returning to the base, she randomly found two islanders who came to see the doctor.
"What kind of person is Mr. Zhong, the witch doctor?"
"Ah? Mr. Zhong? He's a very good doctor, a very kind person, and he can even talk to the gods and send down warnings for the island. In short, he's a very good and respectable person!"
Jiang Fuyue: "I'm asking what he looks like. Have you seen him?"
"Yes! Yes! Mr. Zhong looks young, fair-skinned, and very handsome! Many girls on our island want to marry him!"
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
Is it really that she is overthinking?
This “clock” is not that “clock”?
The next day, a message came from above approving Jiang Fuyue to lead the team off the island.
When the news spread to the people below, everyone was very happy——
"Finally I can go home!"
"Although I'm reluctant to leave, my parents, husband, and children all miss me, so it's best to go back! If I have the chance in the future, I'll bring my whole family to the island to play!"
"After this, I believe the higher-ups will send people to address the island's basic living needs. Development is just around the corner! In three to five years, when Duofu becomes a tourist destination, will we revisit it?"
“You must come!”
"It's a deal then! It's a deal!"
…
The day I left, the sun was still as strong as ever.
The sea was windless, quiet and peaceful.
When they came, the five cargo ships were fully loaded, but when they returned, only a few supplies and dozens of people were left.
Jiang Fuyue handed over the big iron pot, big steamer, projector, screen, generator, electric light, the batch of built wooden houses, and the dozens of pigs that were left to be slaughtered to Fan Sheng.
The villagers on the island spontaneously came to the dock to see them off.
"Doctor Jiang, you're a good person! I'm so sorry for the beginning..."
Rather than "Professor Jiang", they prefer to call her "Doctor Jiang".
"Thank you! Have a nice trip!"
"These are pheasant eggs. Take them home and eat them. They're so nutritious! Yes, they are nutritious!"
"This is the new rice my family just harvested this year. It smells so good..."
"And there's tapioca flour! Some of the girls on the team really love it! They say it can be used to make pearl milk tea?"
"Take this bag of multi-fruits with you too. If you get thirsty on the road, just eat one. It's guaranteed to quench your thirst!"
Not only did everyone send rice and food, but everyone's eyes were filled with tears.
Jiang Fuyue could only order the captain to set sail as soon as possible, otherwise the deck would have to be filled with them.
"We're leaving, take care everyone."
Five large ships left the dock one after another and gradually disappeared on the vast sea.
"Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters! Goodbye--" A child jumped up and waved in the direction they were leaving.
At this time, on the highest hill on the island, Zhong Cheng stood quietly, gazing at the sea, watching the ship go farther and farther away.
He saw that she was so bright, beautiful, healthy and dazzling after her rebirth, so everything in these years was worth it!
“Master…”
"Let's go back."
…
Two hours later, the boat was moving forward steadily, and everyone's feelings of separation gradually subsided.
"...Yes, we have left the island and are expected to dock at Zhizhou Bay in three days." Jiang Fuyue was reporting to his superiors in a special communication cabin.
The old leader's voice, both relieved and excited, came from the other end: "Great! I wish you a safe journey! I'll be waiting for your triumphant return from Zhizhou Bay!"
"Thanks."
Just as she was about to hang up, there was a loud noise on the sea, and then the hull began to shake, as if it would be overturned in the next second.
Jiang Fuyue was thrown to the ground and his communication equipment was smashed into pieces.
The old leader's nervous questioning came to an abrupt halt.
Soon, screams were heard from the cabin next door, and everyone was in chaos.
Jiang Fuyue got up, grabbed the intercom, and called the driver's cab—
"Captain, are you there? Please answer if you hear me! What's going on now?!"
(End of this chapter)
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