Chapter 79 Chapter 79
"Can this grandson still pretend so casually?" Shen Zhaoyue widened his eyes in surprise.
Jia Zheng lowered his voice and explained, "Wang Dazhi has been working away from home for many years. He only occasionally sends money back. The villagers haven't seen him for a long time."
He became more and more excited as he spoke: "The Wang family only has an old man who is hard of hearing. When he heard that the captain wanted to stay, he agreed without hesitation."
Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help laughing when she heard that, and her smile dimples appeared on her face.
She really couldn't imagine Wen Yanxi pretending to be a grandson with a stern face. That scene would probably be very funny.
"I should go now." After explaining everything he needed to say, Jia Zheng nodded towards Chen Zhaoyue: "Be careful!"
"Don't worry!" Shen Zhaoyue waved at him.
After Jia Zheng left, Chen Zhaoyue had nothing to do in the yard, so he went around the village to look for enemy spies.
However, the news that a young intellectual had come to the village to provide free medical services had spread throughout the village by noon.
"Comrade!" An elderly woman in a blue headscarf waved from afar. "My old man has had back pain for years. Could you please take a look?"
"Comrade, please come to my house first! My grandson has had a fever for two days!" Another mother-in-law hurried over.
Soon, Chen Zhaoyue was surrounded by enthusiastic villagers and couldn't move at all.
"Don't worry, everyone. The free clinic will officially start tomorrow." Shen Zhaoyue raised her voice to ensure that everyone present could hear: "It's in the courtyard at the east end of the village. We will see patients from morning to night. Everyone can go!"
"Mother-in-law, I'll go with you to see the child first." After comforting everyone, Shen Zhaoyue went home with the mother-in-law. A child's fever is a serious matter and cannot be delayed.
After taking her grandson to see a doctor, her mother-in-law insisted on inviting her to dinner and even made her a bowl of golden country egg custard.
Chen Zhaoyue couldn't refuse and had to stay.
It was already late after dinner, so Chen Zhaoyue didn't continue wandering around the village, but went straight back to the courtyard.
At the gate of the courtyard, a familiar tall figure was waiting there.
"Little..." Shen Zhaoyue showed surprise.
But just as he was about to move forward, he suddenly reacted and stopped.
Apart from Wen Yanxi, her courtyard was really lively tonight.
Several young men deliberately took a detour as they passed by, their eyes constantly glancing in her direction.
"Comrade educated youth, this is for you." Wen Yanxi saw her and immediately strode over.
He was holding a large bowl in his hand, which was filled with food like a small mountain.
By passing the bowl, his tall figure completely covered Chen Zhaoyue.
Those young men who deliberately took a detour here to see Chen Zhaoyue couldn't see anything.
"Thank you, fellow countryman." Shen Zhaoyue deliberately raised his voice.
Wen Yanxi handed her another small bundle, which seemed to contain clothes.
"This is what your uncle prepared for you in advance." He lowered his voice so low that only the two of them could hear it clearly.
Chen Zhaoyue nodded and took the things together.
"I'll pick up the dishes tomorrow, you don't have to wash them." Wen Yanxi gave another instruction and did not stay long.
He didn't even enter the yard and just left.
Chen Zhaoyue is beautiful and has attracted many young people in the village to make moves since she just came. In addition, she is here for free medical treatment, so bringing some food will not arouse suspicion.
"This Wang Dazhi is so scheming!" As soon as Wen Yanxi left, someone muttered in frustration not far away: "Why didn't I think of delivering food?"
Beside him, several young people stamped their feet in frustration.
"No, I have to go back and prepare." A tall and thin man suddenly turned around and ran home: "I have to deliver something tomorrow too!"
When the others heard this, their eyes lit up.
They lingered outside the yard for a while, reluctantly, until they confirmed that Chen Zhaoyue had entered the house, and then they dispersed in twos and threes.
Although he had eaten at his mother-in-law's house, the food that Wen Yanxi sent over was obviously made by him, so Chen Zhaoyue still finished it all.
"After all, I'm an educated youth now." Chen Zhaoyue touched her slightly bulging belly and muttered to herself in front of the empty bowl: "If I really leave with an unwashed bowl tomorrow, won't I be like Miss Capital again?"
She thought for a moment, glanced at the closed door, and let Johnny out: "Go wash the dishes!"
As soon as Johnny left the space, he felt that the environment outside had changed.
It immediately scanned the surroundings. When it saw the simple mud house clearly, the red light in its eyes flashed rapidly: "Miss...!"
Its voice rose in vain, growing angrier as it spoke: "You...you've been divorced? That poor man, how dare he...how dare he?"
As he spoke, he waved his arms angrily, making crackling sounds at his joints, as if he was ready to rush out and fight at any time.
Even Johnny's electronic eyes flashed with a series of garbled words, and he was obviously very angry: "This stinky man actually dared to divorce my lady. I'll beat him to a pulp!"
"What are you talking about?" Chen Zhaoyue was speechless and poked Johnny's forehead: "Don't curse me for no reason!"
"But why is Miss living in such a shabby place?" Johnny insisted, pointing exaggeratedly at the mottled earthen wall. "If she wasn't divorced and kicked out, what else could it be?"
Its tone was like that of a tragedy, and even its voice was filled with tears.
"..." Chen Zhaoyue helplessly held his forehead: "Can you please watch less sad dramas?"
"Miss!" Johnny wailed and started playing sad music. It seemed that a new round of tragic performance was about to begin.
Chen Zhaoyue quickly reached out and pressed the pause button: "Stop!"
She briefly explained the mission, and Johnny's excitement gradually calmed down: "So... Miss, are you on a mission?"
As it spoke, its tone suddenly dropped again: "My poor young lady!"
The sudden wailing startled Chen Zhaoyue. What was going on?
Johnny waved his arms exaggeratedly: "Not only do I have to work like a slave, but I also have to carry out such a dangerous mission!"
Chen Zhaoyue was too lazy to pay attention to this dramatic robot and directly stuffed the empty bowl into its hands: "Go wash the dishes quickly, don't let anyone find out."
She pointed out the window and said, "There are no robots in this village. If you are seen, we will all be exposed."
Johnny then reluctantly shut up, took the bowl and went to find water to wash it.
Chen Zhaoyue shook his head and walked to the window to look at the village in the night.
The moonlight is like water, covering Kangzhuang Village with a layer of silver gauze.
Most of the people here are farmers who work from sunrise to sunset. At this moment, every household has already prepared to go to bed, and the whole village has fallen into silence.
However, this early bedtime routine actually made it easier for enemy spies to carry out their activities.
I don’t know whether Wen Yanxi and the others will sleep tonight.
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"Fortunately, the lady still has this villa, otherwise I would have to sleep in that shabby house." Johnny started muttering again as soon as he entered the space.
While arranging Chen Zhaoyue's pajamas, it exaggeratedly described: "That room is not even as good as my charging room!"
In this villa, there is a room specially set up for Johnny to use as a charging room, which is indeed incomparable to the small mud house outside.
Even though he knew he was on a mission, Johnny's processor couldn't help but overheat when he thought of that small, shabby mud house.
It has already made a note of the "stinky man" it has never met in the database.
It is unforgivable to let the young lady live in such a place!
If she wasn't so particular about her bed, the beds outside would actually be pretty good. At least the bedding was brand new and smelled of sunshine.
Shen Zhaoyue ignored Johnny's quiet crickets and went to take a bath first.
When she came out drying her hair, Johnny had already thoughtfully prepared hot milk and sleep-inducing aromatherapy.
"Johnny, I will start my free clinic at 7:30 tomorrow. Please wake me up at 7!" Before going to bed, she reminded the robot that was adjusting the air-conditioning temperature.
Considering that some villagers may come to queue up early, it should be enough to prepare half an hour in advance.
Johnny immediately made an exaggerated OK gesture: "Leave it to me!"
As it spoke, its electronic eyes switched to alarm clock mode and began the countdown.
Chen Zhaoyue couldn't help laughing and crawled into the soft bed.
The Simmons mattress in the space is indeed softer than the earthen kang outside, and she is more accustomed to sleeping on it.
Johnny considerately dimmed the lights and started playing soft white noise. After Chen Zhaoyue's breathing became even and long, he tiptoed out of the room to recharge.
A good night's sleep...
"Miss! Wake up!" Johnny rushed into the room and shook Chen Zhaoyue who was sleeping soundly on the bed.
“Hmm…” Chen Zhaoyue turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and said drowsily: “Let me sleep a little longer.”
"Miss!" Johnny's voice rose an octave, his tone anxious: "Outside... there are a lot of people walking outside!"
The outside it refers to is naturally outside of space.
When Chen Zhaoyue heard this, she sat up suddenly, her long hair scattered messily on her shoulders. She squinted at the clock on the wall - it was only half past six!
"Why so early?" She woke up completely with a start and quickly jumped out of bed to put on her clothes.
Johnny had thoughtfully prepared toiletries and even squeezed toothpaste.
After washing up within three minutes, Shen Zhaoyue flashed out of the space.
As soon as she pushed open the creaking wooden door, she was shocked by the scene before her.
More than a dozen villagers were already waiting outside the courtyard gate. When they saw her come out, they all smiled honestly.
"Are you awake, little doctor?" An old man with a white beard leaned on a cane, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile: "We're afraid we'll be late and miss out on a number..."
There is no doctor in Kangzhuang Village. It is inconvenient for the elderly people to travel far away, so it is really difficult to see a doctor, not to mention that they can see a doctor for free now.
They have been eagerly waiting since yesterday and came here before dawn.
"Haven't you had breakfast yet?" A grandmother in a headscarf came forward and without explanation shoved a coarse porcelain bowl into Shen Zhaoyue's hand. "Here's some freshly cooked millet porridge from home, it's still warm!"
In the morning light, the golden millet porridge in the bowl was steaming.
Chen Zhaoyue felt warm in her heart, and quickly moved the wooden table out of the house and placed it in the yard: "Don't worry, everyone, line up one by one."
The old men and women were very cooperative and soon formed a neat line.
In the morning light, the old people's gray hair was still covered with morning dew, but they were all waiting quietly.
"Put your hands here and relax." Chen Zhaoyue pointed to the small cloth pillow covered with blue cloth on the table, her voice soft.
The first old man happily put his wrist on it, and the veins on the rough back of his hand were clearly visible.
As soon as his fingertips touched the pulse, Shen Zhaoyue couldn't help but smile: "Oh, uncle, you are in good health!"
She withdrew her hand and couldn't help laughing: "You are stronger than the young ones. There is no need to waste your time here with me."
The pulse is steady and strong, so there is no need to diagnose any illness!
The old man scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "I've never seen a doctor before, so I want to see one!"
Amidst the laughter of the crowd, he happily stood up and gave up his seat.
"Next!" Chen Zhaoyue shouted to the back of the team.
The person who came up was an old woman with a hunched back.
After Chen Zhaoyue carefully took the patient's pulse, he quickly took out two prescriptions from the herbs he had brought.
"Your illness isn't serious." She wrapped the medicine and handed it to him. "Go back and boil it in water to drink morning and night. One prescription can be boiled three times. Come back after you finish it."
The mother-in-law took the medicine with many thanks, and Chen Zhaoyue had already turned to the next person: "Next!"
This time it was a middle-aged woman with a yellow complexion. When Shen Zhaoyue took her pulse, her brows gradually furrowed.
"Your condition is quite serious." She gestured for the woman to sit on the wooden bench next to her. "Come over here and I'll give you a few injections."
As she took out the silver needle, the villagers in the queue suddenly became agitated. Many of them looked shocked and whispers were heard one after another.
"Will this needle hurt people if it's stuck in their bodies?" A middle-aged man couldn't help but speak out, his eyes wide open.
He subconsciously touched his arm, as if he could already feel the pain of a needle prick.
Chen Zhaoyue smiled when she heard that, but her hands didn't stop moving at all.
She gently twisted the silver needle, and the needle tip gleamed with tiny sparks in the morning light: "Don't worry, uncles and aunties, this is traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture, a craft passed down from our ancestors."
As she spoke, she had already firmly inserted three silver needles into the acupuncture points on the back of the woman's shoulder.
Surprisingly, the woman did not cry out in pain, but instead relaxed her frown: "Ouch, it's warm and comfortable!"
Seeing this, the tense expressions of the onlookers gradually relaxed.
Some of them were so curious that they even came over to carefully examine the silver needles used to pierce their bodies, marveling at them.
While Chen Zhaoyue continued to give acupuncture, he glanced at the crowd out of the corner of his eye. There were more and more people now, but he still couldn't see the figure he saw on the mountain that day.
"Doctor, I've had back pain for more than ten years..."
"Comrade, my child always feels dizzy..."
The villagers came forward one after another to ask for medical advice, and Shen Zhaoyue patiently treated each of them.
As the sky grew brighter, more and more villagers came to seek medical treatment. However, the queues were mostly elderly, with very few young people.
Wen Yanxi was worried about Chen Zhaoyue dealing with so many villagers alone, so he took a detour to take a look.
But there are obviously many people who have the same idea - the number of people queuing up to see a doctor in the yard is less than the number of people watching outside the hospital.
The young men pretended to pass by, but their eyes kept glancing into the yard.
There were also a few children lying on the wall, looking at the "fairy doctor" curiously.
…
Chen Zhaoyue was bending down to feel the pulse of an old man, his slender fingers gently resting on the old man's wrinkled wrist.
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the pear tree leaves, casting mottled shadows on her, making her focused profile look particularly gentle and peaceful.
The young people watching outside the courtyard were all staring with wide eyes, whispering to each other:
"This educated youth who came for the free medical consultation is so pretty!" A young man in a blue shirt muttered softly, staring at the yard without blinking.
"That's right, this is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen!" echoed the companion next to him, and the hoe in his hand fell to his feet.
"What do you think? Why don't we go in and see the doctor?" someone suggested half-jokingly, causing a burst of laughter.
But there were a few brave ones who actually put down their hoes, pretended nothing had happened, and sneaked into the yard to line up.
One of the tall young men coughed a few times and pretended to be sick in order to conceal his intentions.
Seeing this, Jia Zheng couldn't help but steal a glance at Wen Yanxi beside him.
Sure enough, the handsome face of the regiment commander was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. The veins on the back of his hand holding the hoe were bulging and his knuckles were white.
Jia Zheng smiled secretly in his heart - this is because the rules are strict in the army, otherwise those young soldiers would have swarmed to Chen Zhaoyue to show their courtesy!
"Tsk tsk, Doctor Shen is so popular." Jia Zheng smacked his lips in a deliberately frivolous manner, the sound just loud enough for Wen Yanxi to hear: "It's only the first day, and there are so many 'patients' already."
He deliberately emphasized the word "patient" and glanced at the young men who were pretending to cough.
Wen Yanxi snorted coldly and slammed the hoe in his hand into the ground: "No matter how popular you are, you will get married!"
His cold eyes swept over the young men in the yard one by one: "They have no chance!"
After saying this, he glanced coldly at the young men in the yard, his eyes so sharp that it seemed as if he could cut off a piece of meat.
Jia Zheng quickly turned his face away to suppress his laughter, his shoulders shaking constantly.
The commander's jealousy is even scarier than when he's leading his troops in training!
The sunlight shone on Wen Yanxi's tense profile, outlining a sharp outline.
At this moment, he was trying his best to restrain himself from rushing in to assert his sovereignty.
Chen Zhaoyue in the courtyard seemed to have sensed something. He looked up and glanced at the sudden increase in the number of "patients", and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
How could these young people's poor acting skills, sometimes covering their chests, sometimes holding their foreheads, hide this from the eyes of a professional doctor like her?
However, judging from the situation, there are not many villagers in the village who really need free medical treatment.
Chen Zhaoyue cleared his throat and deliberately raised his voice: "Ahem! Seeing patients takes up a lot of energy, so I only see twenty real patients every day!"
As soon as the words fell, the young men who were pretending to be sick suddenly looked embarrassed.
A sly look flashed in Chen Zhaoyue's eyes as she continued, "The elderly and children should be given priority. If others are not sick, don't delay those who really need medical attention."
After hearing this, some people scratched their heads in embarrassment, while others left the team in shame.
Wen Yanxi, who was watching outside the courtyard, saw this and his tense expression finally relaxed a little, but his eyes still occasionally glanced at the few young people who were still wandering around unwillingly.
Seeing how calmly Chen Zhaoyue dealt with the villagers, Jia Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Their leader really picked up a treasure!
No wonder he didn't hesitate to compete with his own nephew for his wife. This girl is not only an excellent doctor, but also handles things properly.
"Let's go." Jia Zheng lowered his voice and reminded, "We can't just stand here and watch."
Chen Zhaoyue is providing free medical treatment here and cannot contact all the villagers in the village, so they also have to work hard to carry out their tasks.
Although Mr. Wang lives alone, he has bought a lot of land with the money sent back by his sons and grandchildren.
Although Wen Yanxi and Jia Zheng lived here undercover, they still did all the farm work they were supposed to do.
"You are finally here." Seeing the two people appear with hoes, Sun Xingxing, who was squatting on the edge of the field, breathed a sigh of relief, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
He pointed to a large field in front of him waiting to be cultivated and said with a bitter face, "Uncle Wang's family has too much land. I can't handle it all by myself."
Wen Yanxi didn't say anything, just rolled up his sleeves and got down to the ground.
The sunlight shone on his bronze arms, and the lines of muscles rose and fell clearly as he hoeed the ground.
Jia Zheng followed suit resignedly, but couldn't help muttering, "Why do I really have to go to the fields to work..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Wen Yanxi didn't even raise his head, but waved the hoe in his hand vigorously.
It was the season for double harvests, and most of the strong laborers in the village were in the fields. The three of them approached while working to facilitate their investigation.
"I heard there's a beautiful young woman who came to the village?" a young man said to his companion while hoeing the ground. "My mother went to see her this morning and said she looks like a star in magazines, and she also knows acupuncture. She's amazing!"
"Really?" Another man wiped his sweat and said, "I'm going to queue up tomorrow too. I'm saying my back hurts!"
"Come on!" the people around him started to jeer, "I'm a serious doctor, I'll make you into a sieve!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and no one noticed that Wen Yanxi was swinging the hoe in his hand harder and harder. The sharp hoe blade flashed coldly in the sunlight, and a deep pit was dug in the soil under his feet.
Seeing this, Jia Zheng quietly moved two steps to the side.
He didn't want to be implicated by the captain's jealousy!
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After finishing the morning's work, Wen Yanxi returned to Wang's house and simply fried a few home-cooked dishes, packed them into a lunch box and prepared to send it to Chen Zhaoyue.
After a morning of free medical consultation, the bustling courtyard finally quieted down.
In order to avoid being watched as a rare animal, Chen Zhaoyue closed the gate to the courtyard, but still sat at the wooden table under the pear tree to rest.
Knock knock knock——
"The door is not locked, come in!" Shen Zhaoyue responded skillfully when she heard the knock on the door.
Wen Yanxi pushed open the simple courtyard door and couldn't help but pause -
The small yard was filled with all kinds of things: emerald green vegetables, plump fruits, and bright yellow vegetable oil...
Even the table in front of Chen Zhaoyue was filled with delicious food: fragrant steamed corn, steaming steamed buns, golden egg custard, and even a bowl of shiny stewed chicken.
Surrounded by this pile of food, Chen Zhaoyue was chewing a piece of corn with relish, his cheeks puffed up like a little hamster.
Seeing him come in, her eyes lit up and she said vaguely, "You're here!"
Wen Yanxi silently put down the lunch box in his hand, his eyes swept across the table full of food, and his tone couldn't help but be a little sour: "It seems that you don't need me to bring you food here."
Chen Zhaoyue swallowed the corn in his mouth and winked cunningly: "What? Our comrade Wang Dazhi, is he jealous?"
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