The sunlight near noon shone on the white snow. In Mrs. Gong's outpatient office, the other five sisters-in-law heard the conversation inside the office through the thick cotton curtains.
The family members thought Wang Boya was trying to scare them, as the outpatient clinic had never run out of medicine.
"Teacher Su, you have to help. The people in the farm rely on plasters for their health. If there are no plasters in the outpatient clinic, how can they survive this winter?" The family members outside couldn't bear to hear it, so they immediately lifted the curtain and came in.
Su Jin sat on the wooden bench and looked at them calmly.
"According to the hospital's rules, we have left enough plasters for the team members. Now the mountain is covered with heavy snow, and even if we want to collect herbs, we have to wait until the snow thaws in spring." Su Jin didn't want to help anymore.
The family members also made a fuss last year. After Su Jin and Wang Boya discussed it, they used the raw materials in stock to make plasters, and they used the same trick again this year.
"We said the same thing last year. In the end, we just had to use plasters." The family members knew very well how useful plasters were. The plasters and antifreeze creams produced by Su Jin helped the team members relieve their pain, and they no longer had frostbite on their hands.
"Sisters-in-law, we used up all our stored ointments last year. This year, due to the drought, even herbs are scarce," Wang Boya said, returning with a medicine jar. She happened to see the sisters-in-law blocking Su Jin's way and placed the jar on the table. "Every time we go to the mountains to collect herbs, we only have enough for that month. This year, we don't even have any stored herbs."
The medicinal materials in the warehouse are specially allocated for the elderly, and neither the team members nor their families have the right to use them.
"Doctor Wang, the elderly at home are in so much pain they can't stand it anymore." Due to the drought, family members brought their elderly back home to care for them. "At least there's something to eat on the farm. There's nothing to eat in the village."
Su Jin saw Wang Boya coming back and handed the task of dealing with the family members to Wang Boya. She continued to look at the pulse case and write the prescription.
"Sisters-in-law, I'm helpless. Without the herbs, Teacher Su can't make plasters. Even the antifreeze cream is running low." Wang Boya cleaned the medicine jars and placed them on the shelf. "Take advantage of the sunny weather today and go to the outpatient clinic in the family compound to buy some plasters. They're cheaper there."
"The medicine here isn't as good as yours. We came here to buy it because it's so good." Mrs. Liu was unhappy. No one was stupid. The ointment she got from the farm clinic could relieve pain in half an hour. "Doctor Wang, think about it and see if you can give us some more."
The family members did not dare to ask Su Jin to come to their home for acupuncture, and the team members did not dare to delay her translation work.
"Sisters, what can I do if I don't have medicine? We don't even have enough ready-made medicine here. Even the elderly and the team members are using traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning." Wang Boya pointed to the medicine jars on the shelf. "The team members go into the mountains for patrol every day, and some of them have frozen themselves. Originally, taking ready-made medicine could shorten the recovery time, but now they drink traditional Chinese medicine with every meal."
After hearing this, the family members realized that they could not get any benefits, so they left the clinic immediately, hurried home to change into thick clothes, and hurried down the mountain to get medicine.
If you leave any later, you will definitely not be able to come back before dark.
"Doctor Wang, do these people come here often?" Su Jin rarely comes to the outpatient clinic because of his translation work.
Wang Boya smiled bitterly: "They all want to buy medicine from here. The frostbite cream and plaster all use your recipe. In addition to the ones distributed above, there are also plasters that you brought us to make yourself. Only then can we meet these people's needs."
While the two were in the outpatient clinic, their family members came out wearing thick clothes and made an appointment to go out together.
But the old lady at home wouldn't let me go out. The family depends on family members to support them. If I go out for the whole afternoon, it will delay a lot of things.
Mrs. Gong said helplessly, "The clinic is out of ointment. Dad's legs are still hurting. I'll go to the outpatient clinic in the family compound to get some medicine first."
"Go to the county town again. How much money does my Dalang have to spend on you? Aren't clinics for treating patients? How come there are no medicines yet?" The old lady came from the village. When she heard that there was a clinic here, she always wanted to let her daughter-in-law go to get the medicine.
Those plasters are very useful, so I mailed some back home because several elderly people at home were suffering from leg discomfort.
"Mom, we don't have that many herbs to make ointments this year. You guys forced us to get them before the New Year, and they sold out in a flash." Seeing her husband coming back, Mrs. Gong straightened her back immediately. "Mom, please don't make a scene here. Teacher Su is in the clinic. She's Minister Lu's wife. If you make a scene, Dalang's job will be in jeopardy."
Gong Changzheng listened to his wife and hung his coat on the hanger at the door.
"Mom, my wife is right. Minister Lu is very protective of her. If you go to the clinic to cause trouble, Minister Lu will definitely make trouble for me." Gong Changzheng looked at his wife apologetically. "Dad and you are staying at home. You always cause trouble at home. I will take advantage of the sunny weather now to send you back."
Gong Changzheng originally thought that there was still food to eat on the farm, as his parents always said in their hearts that they had a hard time.
"Da Lang, you are so heartless to say that. Your father and I have come here, and your wife has gone to the county town to buy things many times?" Aunt Gong never said that she hid things. She took the opportunity to mail some of the things that looked good to her family and sent them away.
"Mom, you sent all the things to my second brother's family. It's not easy for Dalang to be here. If you weren't worried that you wouldn't have enough to eat, would you have brought you here? I gave you half of the monthly allowance, but you can't spend a penny, even to buy a candy for Dazhu?" Mrs. Gong's eyes were red.
"Wife, are the candies I bought for Dazhu still at home?" Gong Changzheng's eyes turned cold when he heard his wife's words. His parents were biased towards his younger brother's family. "Didn't they send them all to the second child? He's been living and eating here for the past few months, and he still wants half of the allowance. He even took things from home and gave them to the second child."
Seeing his eldest son's angry questioning, Old Man Gong immediately tapped his pipe.
"Dalang, Erlang is having a hard time in the village. You can still get some food here." Old Man Gong looked at Gong Changzheng.
"Old Second is having a hard time. I'm risking my life for this," Gong Changzheng said disappointedly. "Isn't what I give you every month enough? You're taking away everything my wife and son eat. What else do you want?"
Old Man Gong knew that his eldest son was angry, but Aunt Gong was not going to tolerate it.
"Even if your house is emptied, you deserve it. You are the eldest son!" As Aunt Gong finished speaking, Gong Changzheng picked up the thermos on the kang table and smashed it to the ground.
"Am I your son? I come here and grab things for the second child, and even take things with me. Don't our family of three have to spend money and eat?" Gong Changzheng glared at his parents with hatred in his eyes.
Old Man Gong was frightened, and Aunt Gong still made her son angry.
"Haha, don't you have a cafeteria here?" Aunt Gong said recklessly.
"I'm going to see the political commissar now. Please get the remittance slips you've sent home over the years." Gong Changzheng turned and looked at his wife. "Go in and lock the door. Lock both doors. Wait for me to come back and knock on the door."
After Mrs. Gong took the children into the house and locked the door, Gong Changzheng left directly wearing his military coat.
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