Chen Gang didn't want to hear the village chief scolding him anymore, so he rode one donkey and led another back to the village.
Lin Mo rode his sidecar tricycle to the clinic with two more patients. Only when they arrived at the bright and clean place could one clearly see how disheveled the two men looked.
Chen Xin was left on the ground and dragged around like that, looking like a beggar.
The jacket wasn't just worn in a few places; the chest and belly area were torn into shreds, revealing the greasy, black and yellow cotton underneath, which was on the verge of falling off.
Lin Mo first arranged an X-ray for the village chief, and the two "beggars" waited in the corridor while Lin Mo went out for a while.
Buy Chen Xin a new padded jacket.
It's almost early winter, and the style of his coat is unbearable to look at.
A Zhongshan suit in a department store costs 100 yuan, which is three times more expensive than buying the fabric and having it altered yourself.
Normally, a Zhongshan suit costing fifty yuan is already a very good and decent one, which is almost equivalent to two months' salary for an average worker in the county.
But since it's a department store and not subject to a ticketing system, it's understandable that they charge higher prices.
purchase!
Cotton-padded jacket: thirty yuan; cotton-padded trousers: thirty yuan; military overcoat: eighty yuan!
purchase!
I'll buy three military overcoats!
We were riding a sidecar motorcycle, and the wind was strong on the road. A military overcoat was a real lifesaver, keeping us safe from the wind!
I'll think about installing a windshield on the sidecar tomorrow, otherwise riding it in winter when the temperature drops to tens of degrees below zero could freeze someone to death.
I bought some extra cakes and cookies, paid the bill, and left.
Chen Xin's injury looked frightening, but fortunately it was just a superficial wound that could be disinfected and bandaged.
This was the first time the village chief had ever seen his own skeleton, and wow, he found it all quite fascinating.
"There is a slight crack in the right femur. It's not a good place to put a splint. Should I be hospitalized or go home to recover?"
When Lin Mo returned with bags and packages, the village chief had just finished taking his X-ray.
The doctor is explaining and asking questions about the situation.
"Ah? A bone fracture?" Wu Fengshou was shocked.
His buttocks had been aching the whole way here, and when Xu Zhenting kicked him off the car, it was his right buttock that hit the ground hard first.
He thought it was just... but it turned out to be a fracture?!
"Doctor, please prescribe the medicine," Lin Mo said reassuringly as he walked in.
"I'll pay."
The doctor glanced at him, then saw the village chief frozen in place as if struck by lightning, completely motionless. The doctor then began to scribble furiously on the paper:
"Yes, you should avoid heavy work for the next two weeks and try to rest on your side."
"I'll prescribe two boxes of painkillers, two boxes of Yunnan Baiyao (a traditional Chinese medicine), two boxes of Qili tablets, and a bottle of Vitamin D3..."
The doctor prescribed five or six kinds of medicine for the village chief with just a few words.
When Lin Mo took the bill to pay, wow, it was almost a hundred yuan.
Ordinary peasants really can't afford this money.
Before returning to the village, Lin Mo made a special trip to the inpatient building to visit Su the carpenter.
Aunt Su and Su Xiaoxiao have already returned to the village; only he remains here.
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Mo arrived, Su the carpenter started clamoring to be discharged from the hospital.
"Lying like this isn't a good idea. We can lie like this at home. It's not worth spending ten yuan a day lying here."
"Is your Aunt Su not coming today?"
The carpenter's eyes held a complex mix of emotions, including a sense of loneliness and desolation.
"Okay, I'm not coming." Lin Mo responded first, then placed the cake and cookies he had specially bought by the bedside.
He pulled up the blanket and covered the white hospital bed with a new military overcoat, taking such good care of her.
"Uncle Su, please stay one more night. I'll come to pick you up from the hospital first thing tomorrow morning."
"It's the middle of the night, and the wind is howling outside. It's cold, and your legs can't get cold or exposed to the wind."
"If you catch a cold and develop a chronic illness, you'll suffer a lot later on."
"Old Zhu's wife in our village just got cold legs and feet, she's always complaining about leg pain, it's so pitiful."
Lin Mo kept talking, and Su the carpenter couldn't get a word out no matter how hard he tried.
Because everything he said made perfect sense.
But this brat, in the past he only knew how to fawn over Xiaoxiao in a greasy way, looking at her with such a frivolous gaze.
Now they've even learned to say considerate things.
"What time are you coming tomorrow morning? If you're free, don't invite them over. They've been working really hard these past few days, so let them sleep in a little longer in the morning."
Lin Mo felt a surge of secret joy when Su the carpenter spoke to him calmly.
This is a change in attitude, a sign of a change in how people view us, and it's very important.
The next step is for the Lin family and the Su family to become close, very close, and for me and Xiaoxiao to become close too...
"We'll be there promptly at eight o'clock. If you're hungry, just eat what we have. The thermos is full, and the cups are clean. If you're thirsty, just reach out and grab one."
"Get some rest!"
After saying goodbye to carpenter Su, the village chief returned to the registration hall, where he was holding a photo of his own skeleton, still cursing under his breath.
"Back to the village! Back to the village quickly!"
The three of them went out perfectly fine, but when they came back, two of them were injured.
On the side of the Lin family compound, Aunt Lin tried several times to unplug the TV and take it back, but the villagers shouted and stopped her, saying they wanted to watch it a little longer.
This put Aunt Lin in a difficult position; she couldn't go back inside, and she couldn't wait outside either.
It was pitch black, and this was the only place with light. It was also freezing cold, so she was a little worried that the villagers might get sick from the cold in front of their own homes.
The nostrils of these teenagers were constantly snorting out snot, which would just slip back in and then flow out again.
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