Chapter 144: Not a Penny
Hearing this, the woman paused, turned her head and looked at him: "If you lie to me, then I would rather die."
So she quickly took the medicine.
Qiao Jin quickly inserted an IV tube into the woman, then stood up and walked towards Fu Yanlin. The old man in the room obviously curled up, looking defensive.
Fu Yanlin whispered, "Let's go find Uncle Cousin first and explain this to him."
He had found this place by following the footprints on the ground and discovered that no one lived there before, but Le Fei had disappeared. There must be something wrong here!
When mentioning Cong Lefei, the old man's face suddenly changed!
He immediately stood up and threw things around, making loud noises.
"Just leave! I don't need you to treat any illness! Get out of here!"
Fu Yanlin frowned and looked back at the old man. A moment later, Le Fei came out from the back of the house with a basket of sweet potatoes in his hand, as if he had just returned from the fields.
Cong Lefei was out of breath and looked very surprised to see them.
"Da Zhuang, Qiao Jin, why are you here?"
Fu Yanlin replied calmly: "We visited the villagers and found that no one was willing to cooperate with the treatment. We came here by accident and heard this lady asking for help, so we came in."
At this time, the woman lowered her head and dared not look at Cong Lefei.
Le Fei cursed in his heart: What a trouble.
But he could only force a smile on his face: "This is one of the poorest families in our village. We have no money to build a house and no conditions to farm. We rely on the help from the village to survive. I didn't expect you to be so responsible and not care about the dirt and mess here."
"Look at what your house has become. You don't even clean it up. Are these freshly dug sweet potatoes enough for your family to eat for three days?"
As he said this, he gave a basket from Lefei to the Huang family, but Wang Honghua did not take the initiative to take it, indicating that he could just put it on the stove. Anyway, cooking was his wife's job.
Cong Lefei looked back at the woman, forcing a caring smile on his face: "Sister Yang, you can rest assured now. We have a good doctor in our village, who is here to help our village."
The woman still kept her head down and said nothing. If you looked closely, you could vaguely see her body trembling slightly.
At this time, Qiao Jin said, "Uncle, when we came here just now, she was being beaten. If I treat her now, if she stays here, I'm afraid it will be in vain."
"Look, she's still trembling."
Qiao Jin's words were clear and hit the mark.
The smile on Uncle Cong's face could hardly be maintained.
He secretly glanced at Qiao Jin, only to see that Qiao Jin's expression was as calm as water, and there was nothing unusual about it.
"Qiao Jin, you know from the situation in our village that life is very difficult. The village could have developed well, but after a locust plague, all the edible food in the fields was eaten up, leaving only the sweet potatoes that I grew on the mountain. At present, I am the only one who has not been infected with the disease, so I have to help the villagers."
"But no matter how capable I am, I can't bring all the villagers to live in my house. How about you come over every day to treat her illness?"
"Wang Honghua! Look at you! I told you not to hit Miss Yang, but you didn't listen!"
Wang Honghua was unwilling to accept the result: "She is my wife, can't I do whatever I want? Women need to be disciplined. If she hadn't caused trouble today, why would I have taken action!"
However, Cong Lefei still pretended to be stern and said, "Don't fight me anymore. If I see Miss Yang get hurt again, I will settle the score with you tomorrow!"
Wang Honghua nodded in response: "If she has a child, will I do anything to her? She will just be a burden that can't do anything!"
Hearing this, Qiao Jin felt depressed.
At this time, Cong Lefei picked up the sweet potatoes in the bag and planned to share them with other neighbors.
Seeing this, Fu Yanlin suggested, "I'll help you deliver it, uncle."
The sweet potato was indeed heavy, but Cong Lefei immediately declined: "No, no, I can do it alone. Besides, you two young people are not very familiar with the terrain here. Can you let your girlfriend stay here alone?"
This sentence sounds like a joke, but it is actually used to cover up his nervousness.
Fu Yanlin glanced at him silently, without any emotion on his face.
At the same time, Qiao Jin walked back to the woman again.
Her jawline looked particularly thin, and Qiao Jin said to her softly, "Then you should have a good rest. I will come to see you again tomorrow. After the infusion is finished, you must eat some sweet potatoes to replenish your strength."
The woman looked at Qiao Jin with confused eyes and seemed a little distracted, but she did not refuse, just nodded slightly.
Qiao Jin stood up and left Congjia Village with Fu Yanlin.
Cong Lefei carried a bag of sweet potatoes and placed the sweet potatoes on each house's windowsill.
Qiao Jin pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Uncle, can you please tell the villagers for us that we are here to treat everyone for free and just want to make everyone healthy again. We have no bad intentions. Why are they so scared and dare not go out?"
Cong Lefei pretended to think about it, and then replied: "You don't know how terrible the situation was when the locust plague passed through. Until now, no one dares to recall those things. It is understandable that the villagers are afraid to go out now. The crops have been eaten by locusts, and the source of livelihood has been lost. Who has the mood to go out and see people?"
"I talked to them many times and did a lot of ideological work, but they just didn't want to listen."
Qiao Jin frowned and seemed to be thinking about something.
"Then how can we get the villagers to receive treatment? Otherwise it will be difficult for us to carry out our work."
Cong Lefei looked at Qiao Jin and said calmly, "How about this? You work harder and knock on every door to ask. You are a lady, so you are not that scary. Maybe they will not be wary of you and agree."
"Comrade Dazhuang is tall and looks serious. People in the village are not used to strangers. Don't you think so?"
Fu Yanlin observed the subtle changes in the expression on Cong Lefei's face, and said with a smile: "Uncle Cong, if my girlfriend treats the villagers, I have no objection. But I can't just stand there and do nothing. If you have anything I can help with, I will do it together."
Cong Lefei rolled his eyes and said, "Tomorrow I plan to go to the mountain to pick some sweet potatoes and share them with everyone. Everyone is running out of food. As the leader of our Congjia Village, I can't let everyone starve."
Go to the mountains?
Fu Yanlin's eyes deepened for a moment, hiding his emotions and not showing anything: "Okay, then I'll go with my uncle tomorrow morning."
After the two looked at each other, Qiao Jin began to knock on doors one by one.
"Hello, this is someone sent by Kyoto. We can treat the plague for you for free. If you need it, let us take a look. We won't charge you a penny."
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