He Ting was indeed very outstanding, but Zhao Lingling felt that he was too dazzling to live in the home.

First it was He Yan and then Feng Shishi, both of them were devoted to He Ting.

Zhao Lingling didn't understand at first.

She thinks that good-looking men are worth just looking at a few more times, but they may not be suitable for living together, and she does not necessarily have to own them.

Lu Baiwei only went to the educated youth center to treat patients, and He Ting not only put clothes on her, but also gave her a scarf and a hat. He also had to make her wear a mask in case she was sick. This overturned Zhao Lingling's impression that He Ting was not suitable for living in the home.

Taking Lu Baiwei all the way to the educated youth point, Zhao Lingling looked at Lu Baiwei with envy several times.

"Doctor Lu, I'm sorry to bother you making this trip while you're pregnant."

Zhao Lingling talked to Lu Baiwei: "Feng Shishi's condition is very bad. She has a fever and is talking nonsense. I was afraid something might happen on the way to the commune hospital, so I came to the clinic and asked you to help take a look first."

Lu Baiwei had a very good impression of Zhao Lingling.

Even her third aunt said that Zhao Lingling was an enthusiastic and down-to-earth girl.

If her eldest cousin had not already married and her two younger cousins ​​were not yet of marriageable age, her third aunt would have wanted Zhao Lingling to marry into the Tang family.

"Zhao Zhiqing, you are too polite. Treating patients is the duty of barefoot doctors."

When passing by Yin's house and heading towards the educated youth center, Zhao Lingling led Lu Baiwei and was seen by Lu Jiaojiao who was washing clothes on the stone slab by the stream.

In fact, Lu Jiaojiao has always wanted to be friends with Zhao Lingling.

After all, on New Year's Eve, Zhao Lingling rescued her from the cold and dark woodshed.

However, Zhao Lingling didn't want to get involved with someone who couldn't figure things out.

Lu Jiaojiao leaned forward to say hello to Zhao Lingling, but Zhao Lingling turned her face away.

The smile on Lu Jiaojiao's face froze, and she could only wave and greet Lu Baiwei with a smile.

"Sister, are you here to treat Mr. Feng?"

He Ting wanted to avoid suspicion and didn't want to be involved with Feng Shishi, so he asked Zhou Yanfeng to accompany Lu Baiwei to the educated youth site.

Lu Baiwei ignored Lu Jiaojiao and was given a warning glare by Zhou Yanfeng. Lu Jiaojiao pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Isn't it just a barefoot doctor? And he's followed by an errand boy. That's amazing! When I become a rich lady, you country bumpkins won't be able to marry me."

There were only a few female educated youth she was familiar with at the educated youth site. Zhao Lingling avoided her and Feng Shishi fell ill.

I don’t know what He Yan has been doing recently and I haven’t seen her all day.

Lu Jiaojiao received a pen from Yin Jiaming, but she couldn't find anyone to show it to.

In fact, the pen that Yin Jiaming gave was for Yin Zhihe. Yin Zhihe would put it in his jacket pocket as soon as he woke up, pretending to be an old cadre.

Lu Jiaojiao could only take the pen secretly while he was sleeping, put it in her pocket and go to the educated youth point to show off for a while.

Washing clothes in the freezing cold stream, Lu Jiaojiao felt uncomfortable thinking that Lu Baiwei didn't know that Yin Jiaming had given her the pen. She stopped washing the clothes, threw a bucket of clothes by the stream, and walked back to the room where she and Yin Zhihe lived.

When Lu Jiaojiao entered the room and saw Yin Zhihe lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, her face was full of disgust.

Compared with Yin Jiaming, Yin Zhihe is a pig in her eyes.

A lazy pig!

How can he compare to Yin Jiaming who wears glasses and has a pen in his pocket?

My uncle, a geologist, is so gentle and elegant in front of people, but so wild when he turns off the lights.

She secretly took out the pen given by Yin Jiaming from Yin Zhihe's pocket, and she also put the pen in her pocket like a cadre.

Unfortunately, her shirt had no pockets.

After thinking about it, Lu Jiaojiao pinned the pen to her collar where it would be most conspicuous. While Yin Zhihe was still sleeping, she puffed out her chest and slipped out of the house to the educated youth site next door.

Feng Shishi was indeed very ill.

Lu Baiwei walked into the educated youth center and saw Feng Shishi lying in the cold room with a flushed face and talking nonsense.

She took out a thermometer and asked Zhao Lingling to help insert it under Feng Shishi's armpit. When she took out the thermometer, she saw that the fever was over 39 degrees.

Lu Baiwei made some progress in learning how to take a pulse from Director Shen. When she went to the county town a few years ago, she asked Director Shen for many advice on how to take a pulse while he took her pulse.

Judging from her pulse, Feng Shishi had caught a cold, which had damaged her lungs, spleen, and stomach.

Although the cold is very dangerous, the commune hospital has prescribed medicine, and the symptoms will be relieved after taking the medicine, and the condition will not get worse.

After carefully looking at the medicine Feng Shishi was taking, Lu Baiwei concluded in her heart that there was nothing wrong with the diagnosis and prescription given by the commune hospital.

So what went wrong?

Lu Baiwei's eyes fell on the half-bitten persimmon cake on the table.

She asked Zhao Lingling: "Feng Shishi likes to eat persimmon cakes?"

"Yes, she said the persimmons were very sweet. Liu Zhiqing from the neighboring brigade came to visit her and bought them for her."

Zhao Lingling said something extra: "Liu Zhiqing was very kind to Feng Zhiqing. When he heard that Feng Zhiqing was ill, he came to our educated youth camp to see her twice, and each time he brought her dried persimmons bought from his relatives."

"She said Feng Zhiqing's medicine was too bitter, so she ate a piece of persimmon cake to make her mouth sweet after taking the medicine."

Lu Baiwei now understood why Feng Shishi didn't get better after taking the medicine prescribed by the commune.

It would be strange if it could get better!

Persimmon cake is so cold!

She had just taken Feng Shishi's pulse and found out that her spleen and stomach were weak. She had to take medicine three times a day and eat a piece of persimmon cake to sweeten her mouth every time. This would only make the situation worse and hurt her spleen and stomach.

So the disease is getting worse and worse!

Lu Baiwei couldn't help but wonder if Liu Cuifang, who was on good terms with Feng Shishi, did it on purpose?

But if it was intentional, then what was Liu Cuifang's motive?

Feng Shishi is very nice to Liu Cuifang!

Her cousin found out from Zhou Yanfeng that when Liu Cuifang got married, Feng Shishi gave her a big red envelope of twenty yuan.

Feng Shishi was still lying in bed with a fever and talking nonsense. Lu Baiwei had no time to think about Liu Cuifang's motives for letting Feng Shishi eat persimmon cakes to sweeten her mouth. She had just taken out a needle from the medicine box to give Feng Shishi a skin test and anti-inflammatory medicine when Lu Jiaojiao, with a shiny pen on her collar, walked into the room where Feng Shishi lived.

"Sister, Feng Shishi's illness is quite serious?"

"You're treating her. Do you want to prescribe medicine?"

Lu Jiaojiao was afraid that Lu Baiwei couldn't see it, so she puffed out her chest and said, "I brought a pen. The pen my uncle gave me is very useful. I'll lend it to you to write the prescription."

here we go again!

Zhao Lingling rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Just when I was about to ask Lu Jiaojiao to stop making trouble and get out of the way.

Lu Baiwei sucked the medicine into the syringe and glanced at Lu Jiaojiao: "Can you write?"

Lu Jiaojiao: “…”

"You can't write, why are you waving a fountain pen in front of me?"

Lu Baiwei spoke in a clear and simple voice: "You can't even recognize all the characters, and you don't look like a cadre with a pen in your pocket."

He blushed after hearing Lu Baiwei's words.

Lu Jiaojiao was furious: "Lu Baiwei, you are just jealous that my uncle loves me."

"It's no use being jealous that my uncle bought me a fountain pen. He Ting has never bought you a fountain pen, has he?"

Lu Baiwei said, "Then why does your uncle love you, his niece-in-law? Please tell me more about it."