At this time, the woman who had just come to see Jiang Xia for medical treatment also came in front of Wang Fuhai and grabbed Wang Fuhai's ear with one hand, looking fierce.
"Comrade Jiang, I'm sorry, I'll take him away right now!" After she said that, she took Wang Fuhai and apologized to Jiang Xiayu in her ear, then left with him.
"You...you just wait for me!" Wang Fuhai looked at Jiang Xia with all his might, and said harsh words with a guilty conscience.
Song Yanyan looked at this scene with some hopelessness. She originally thought that she could embarrass Jiang Xia, but in the end, Song Yanyan glanced at Jiang Xia and saw that there were many people queuing in front of Jiang Xia, all of whom wanted to see Jiang Xia.
Everyone who listened to Jiang Xia's diagnosis had their eyes light up, nodded with surprise, and a hint of respect appeared in their eyes.
"It's amazing! I had shoulder pain for years, but after receiving treatment from Dr. Jiang, it doesn't hurt at all now!" A woman in her forties held her shoulder and spoke in surprise.
"Me too. I feel uncomfortable when I breathe in through my nose. I've been to the county hospital before, and they said it was an old problem that would be difficult to cure. But just now, Doctor Jiang pressed on me, and I feel much better now. He also prescribed a prescription for me, saying that I would be fine if I took it!" Another old lady also spoke up and sniffed hard.
Song Yanyan found these words even more irritating. She was always flattered wherever she went before, but she had never been ignored like this. With Jiang Xia around, not only did Brother Yuan Ting not look at her, but everyone else did the same, and they kept muttering about Jiang Xia.
The more Song Yanyan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She had given up her comfortable life and ran to this remote mountain village just to pursue Lu Yuanting. She liked Lu Yuanting so much, unlike that Jiang Xia who only knew how to order Brother Yuanting around.
As they walked, Song Yanyan reached the end of the village. There was a ridge at the end of the village, and there was a dirt road. There were not many people there, and occasionally some ox carts passed by. Now...
An old man pulling a ox cart stopped by the roadside. He glanced and his eyes lit up when he saw Song Yanyan.
"Comrade, you...you don't look like a local. What are you doing here?" The old man smiled and looked very simple.
"Why do you care what I'm doing here?" Song Yanyan subconsciously felt that the old man looked a little strange and frowned.
"Um...comrade, you look like a scholar. Can you help me see what is written here? I want to find my son and he gave me an address. I can't read." The old man spoke and handed a piece of paper to Song Yanyan.
Song Yanyan took a look subconsciously, and saw that there was nothing on the paper, but some strange powder splashed on her face. She stepped back subconsciously in panic, with a bad premonition in her heart, and ran back, wanting to go back to the village.
"Help... Help!" Song Yanyan opened her mouth and ran forward desperately. The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Yanyan, chasing her from behind. His son needed a wife, and this girl from the city looked good and fertile.
Song Yanyan was extremely panicked. The moment she looked up and saw Jiang Xia's figure appear at the end of the village, her eyes lit up and she quickly asked for help.
“Jiang…Jiang Xia, there’s someone, a human trafficker!!”
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