Yu Shan pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.
His thinking was rather simple: if that person's medical skills were indeed impressive, Xie Yan could learn them if he wanted to.
At worst, we can stop Xie Yan from treating outsiders and only treat our own family members. That would be another skill for him.
Seeing that he had finally persuaded his father-in-law, Xie Yan was overjoyed and said excitedly, "Father, I'll go and make contact with that person right away."
After taking only a few steps, Xie Yan suddenly slapped his forehead, realizing that he didn't even know which one of the doctors was, let alone their names.
He scratched his head awkwardly, turned around, and asked with a smile, "Dad, who is that old Chinese medicine doctor?"
Yu Shan glared at Xie Yan helplessly and said irritably, "The one with the broken leg."
After saying that, Yu Shan watched Xie Yan's hurriedly running away and a sense of worry rose in his heart. He wondered to himself: Was his decision just now too hasty?
Xie Yan is so careless and unreliable; what kind of things can he possibly accomplish?
Xie Yan jogged all the way to the cowshed.
This was his first time in this place, and from afar, a pungent smell of cow dung wafted over.
He wrinkled his nose and quickened his pace to approach.
The house in front of me was a typical thatched hut, and the thatched roof looked newly renovated, shimmering with a faint golden light under the sunlight.
Upon entering the cowshed, Xie Yan was greeted by several robust cows.
These cows are the village's treasures; you can tell the people who feed them take great care of them.
The cows' coats were combed smooth and shiny, and their bellies were round and full from eating the fodder.
Upon seeing Xie Yan enter, one of the cows slowly flicked its tail, as if to greet him.
Next to the cowshed were two small rooms with heavy straw curtains hanging at the door and the windows covered with layers of newspapers, which rustled in the wind.
Just then, a hunchbacked old man came out of the house.
The old man was hunched over, his back bent like a bow. His eyes were cloudy and gray as he looked at Xie Yan, as if shrouded in a thick fog. Xie Yan had a bad first impression of him and felt a chill in his heart.
Xie Yan didn't linger and walked straight to a room next door.
The house was clearly newly renovated, and outside there were some old and unusable farm tools and miscellaneous items piled up haphazardly.
Xie Yan took a few steps and then saw the scene inside the room.
Zheng Hedong was bending over, carefully packing his luggage, while Wang Tao squatted down beside him, head down, seemingly lost in thought, looking rather forlorn.
Xie Yan walked into the room. Zheng Hedong looked up and saw him. He forced a smile and asked in a trembling voice, "Young man, is there something you need?"
As he said this, his heart was filled with fear, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.
They were just sent here yesterday, are they going to be dragged out for criticism and struggle sessions again today?
Couldn't we have rested for a day before the criticism session?
Thinking of Xie Yan's purpose, his broken leg seemed to feel fear and began to ache faintly.
Wang Tao, who had been squatting quietly to the side, trembled slightly upon hearing the noise, a hint of panic showing in his eyes.
Xie Yan keenly sensed their nervousness and quickly said with a smile, "It's alright, uncle, I just came to see if you're adjusting to life here."
As he spoke, he smiled and reassured the two of them, then approached Zheng Hedong and gestured for him to come out and talk.
Upon seeing this, Zheng Hedong felt uneasy and began to wildly speculate about Xie Yan's intentions in seeking him out.
After Xie Yan left, he waited for a while before pretending to go to the toilet. He carefully walked around the cowshed and found Xie Yan waiting there.
When Xie Yan saw him coming, he didn't exchange many pleasantries and went straight to the point, asking, "Uncle Zheng, I heard you're an old Chinese medicine doctor?"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Hedong's shoulders trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and nodded slowly.
Xie Yan continued, "Uncle Zheng, don't worry, we don't have the habit of criticizing people in our village. I came here to ask you about something, how good are your medical skills?"
Zheng Hedong gave Xie Yan a deep look. That day, he had noticed a faint medicinal fragrance emanating from the man, a unique scent that only people who dealt with medicinal herbs regularly possessed. He guessed that Xie Yan must be the village doctor.
So, the reason they came to ask questions at the thank-you banquet must be because they encountered some thorny medical problem.
Considering this man's status in the village, Zheng Hedong knew his opportunity had arrived.
He looked up at Xie Yan, a hint of confidence flashing in his eyes, and slowly said, "I consider myself to have quite superb medical skills. Over the years, I have seen quite a few difficult and complicated diseases. Although I dare not boast that I can cure all diseases, most symptoms can be improved after a few doses of medicine."
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan was delighted, thinking that it meant the doctor's skills were quite good.
But he was still worried, after all, practice is the only criterion for testing truth, so he continued, "There is a girl in our village whose face is badly injured, almost disfigured. Do you think it can be cured?"
Zheng Hedong was slightly taken aback, his hands unconsciously intertwining, one hand rubbing the other wrist.
He really wanted to answer definitively that as long as the medicinal materials were available, it could be completely cured, but his years of caution led him to choose a more conservative answer: "Well, I need to see the person's specific situation before I can be sure."
Xie Yan quickly nodded and asked, "Is it alright to take a look from a distance?"
Zheng Hedong pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.
He thought of the girl he had met that day and guessed that it must be her.
Xie Yan didn't linger any longer and led Zheng Hedong straight to the educated youth settlement.
Upon arriving at the destination, he instructed Zheng Hedong to wait in a secluded corner while he strode into the educated youth settlement and soon called out Wan Chun'er's name.
Wan Chun'er looked slightly haggard, just like yesterday.
Seeing Xie Yan call her, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she still silently followed him out.
Xie Yan led Wan Chun'er to a place where Zheng Hedong could see her clearly and said softly, "You know I can concoct scar removal cream."
Seeing the glimmer of hope in Wan Chun'er's eyes, he quickly tried to preemptively warn her, saying in a somewhat heavy tone, "But for your injury, the effect will probably be limited, so don't have too high expectations."
Wan Chun'er's eyes, which had just been full of hope, dimmed instantly as if doused with a bucket of cold water, the light vanishing without a trace, leaving only endless gray light.
Xie Yan felt a pang of pity and continued, "However, this should alleviate your current condition to some extent."
"Would you like to give it a try?"
[My darlings, I'll try to update three times a day when I have more time!]
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