Chapter 699: Prying
Except for a quarter of an hour for lunch to wash hands and eat, the doctors hardly had any rest and were always seeing patients. But even so, the number of patients queuing in front of the medical tent did not decrease. After seeing one patient, there was always another one waiting in line.
Manbao's speed is slower than that of Doctor Ji and others, not only because of her experience, but also because she really likes giving acupuncture to patients.
If there were those with special needs, she would take them to the medical tent, undress them and bandage them. If it was possible to bandage only their hands and feet, especially those with only their wrists exposed, she would bandage them as long as they agreed and let them wait on the side.
In fact, the female patients who come here for treatment do not have such high requirements, so they are willing to expose only their arms because they are already dressed in rags.
Therefore, after receiving injections from Dr. Zhou, they did not leave, and did not even try to grab the few available stools. Instead, they sat down directly on the open space next to them.
Manbao's medical tent is the most remote one. On the left is an open space, and further on is the place where people queue up to get medicinal materials.
So at noon, when Manbao was eating the lunch sent by the county government, there were many women receiving acupuncture sitting next to him.
Manbao brought the food and sat next to them, and asked, "What are you having for lunch?"
A woman smiled and said, "Some kind people have set up porridge stalls not far from the city gate. Once we get the medicine, we can go there and have a bowl of porridge. If all else fails, we can still have a handful of rice at home."
Manbao nodded in relief and said, "You have many ailments, but it all comes down to not eating enough. If you don't eat well, you'll get upset. You don't need to eat more when you go back, but it's best to have three meals a day on time. Medicine can cure illnesses, but the body needs to be nourished by grains."
"Little Doctor, what you said is right. If you look at those people who are healthy and well, it means they have enough food at home."
The woman beside her was almost in tears as she said, "Talking about having enough to eat, it's not that easy. Without land, we can only wash clothes for others. The men in the family work hard to help others with the spring harvest, which is enough to keep them from starving to death."
Manbao asked, "Didn't Magistrate Tang divide the land among you?"
The woman wiped her tears and said, "We registered late, and the people in front of us have all taken their seats."
Manbao was stunned. "Then, what are you going to do?"
The woman looked around and thought Manbao looked kind, so she lowered her voice and said, "We've told the young doctor, please don't tell anyone about us."
Manbao nodded.
The woman whispered, "We plan to see a doctor and get medicine, and then accept the kindness of the kind people who gave us the porridge. Then we will move to another place. We don't need this book anymore."
Well, I became a refugee again.
Manbao sympathized with County Magistrate Tang in his heart, then asked her quietly, "Have you decided where to go?"
"Let's go north. It's close to the capital, the place is big, and there are many noble people. Maybe we can meet these kind people again. We can come back after the New Year when the limelight is over."
Manbao: "...you guys come back."
"Of course we have to come back. Our ancestors are all from Yizhou, so we know this place very well. People are despised when they leave their hometown. Although we don't have any land now, at least we have relatives and friends here. We can help each other, and we can always survive in times of hardship." The woman said, "And maybe next time County Magistrate Tang has wasteland, he can give it to us."
Manbao couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
The woman smiled until her eyes narrowed. "Does the young doctor think our plan is good?"
Manbao asked, "Is this what those who didn't get any land are planning?"
"That's about right. Some people are reluctant to leave," the woman said. "Anyway, County Magistrate Tang said that registered refugees don't have to pay taxes for the first two years, but there's no guarantee they'll even get any land after those two years."
"Then have you ever thought about occupying a piece of land in the wild and reclaiming it?"
"Oh, it's not that easy," the gathered patients began to chatter. "This wilderness is called wasteland, but who knows, it might belong to some noble family. My aunt's brother-in-law's nephew was beaten to death because he cleared a piece of wasteland at the foot of Mount Dafu."
"Dafu Mountain was covered with weeds. I'd never heard of anyone owning the mountain before. Who knew it was actually owned by someone? So he was beaten to death in vain. His family didn't even dare to file a complaint. They simply wrapped him in a straw mat and buried him. Everyone in the family was almost crying their eyes out."
Manbao was stunned and asked, "Whose mountain is Dafu Mountain? Even if it's a wasteland, we can just drive them away. Why kill them?"
"I heard it belongs to a high-ranking official, and the owner is an official in the palace. Think about it, who is the prince? He is the dragon prince. If you can be an official by the dragon prince's side, then you are a high-ranking official, right? Who would dare to offend him?"
Manbao fell silent for a long time, then said, "Why don't you go to Luojiang County together?"
"Luojiang County?"
Manbao nodded and glanced around guiltily. She was no longer a Wuxia Amon. She knew the importance of population to a county and an official, so she felt a little guilty. But seeing that everyone around her was her patient, she whispered, "I'm from Luojiang County. Our County Magistrate Yang is very good at resettling refugees. Although our area is remote, mountainous and poor, there are not many people. If you go there, I can't say I can give you 20 or 30 acres of land, but 5 or 10 acres should be a lot. Besides, County Magistrate Yang is kind and likes to give tax exemptions to refugees. Maybe you can settle down there."
The patients surrounding him didn't say anything.
Manbao continued, "Although Luojiang County isn't as prosperous as Yizhou, it's more stable. Furthermore, the two places aren't far apart. Even if you walk, it only takes two days. During holidays, if you want to come back to visit relatives and friends, it's only a two-day journey. If you're willing to spend a few dozen coins, you can take a passing caravan and return in a day."
Several women were moved and couldn't help but whisper, "Is your county magistrate really that good?"
Manbao nodded and whispered, "Better than County Magistrate Tang."
The few patients who were not given a place could not help but feel moved. They looked at each other and then looked away.
They started fleeing three years ago, fled to faraway places, and then returned with great effort. They had never seen any officials, but they could feel which officials were good and which were bad.
In their opinion, County Magistrate Tang was a very good official.
But there are actually officials in this world who are better than County Magistrate Tang...
They were a little worried, "Did the young doctor lie to us?"
Manbao said, "Why would I lie to you?"
Yes, what could she do by lying to them?
Everyone cheered up and changed the subject, "Young doctor, do you think my illness can be cured?"
"Yes, just take your medicine on time and take good care of yourself."
When the patient heard this, he laughed happily.
Sure enough, Teacher Mo was right. Psychological comfort is also very important for patients.
The next update will be around 10pm
(End of this chapter)
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