Even if Jiang He had eight hundred mouths, he would not be able to defeat Widow Wu now.
It's like she has eight hundred tongues in her mouth!
Jiang He tried to explain many times, but was blocked by her twisted logic.
"And last week, it was so cold, but you took off your coat when you passed by my house. Weren't you just trying to seduce me to look at your body? You've done it, and now you're too embarrassed to admit it. Are you still a man?"
Jiang He's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He explained angrily:
"I was tired from work and just happened to pass by your door! Who knew you were so cunning? Don't you even look at yourself? Even if I could seduce a sow, I wouldn't seduce you."
Everyone looked at Jiang He with strange eyes.
He felt a panic in his heart, and his image as a gentle educated youth collapsed.
Originally, everyone had some speculations about what Ji Qingzhou said in the morning.
But after Widow Wu said this, the more everyone looked at Jiang He, the more they felt that he was just that kind of person!
"Isn't Jiang He too shameless? Even if he wanted to seduce a young girl, he should have considered her age. Why didn't he even let Widow Wu go?"
"That's why they say city people are so extravagant. They may look decent, but what they really think is always hidden behind their belly!"
Jiang He's face was burning, and he looked at Widow Wu angrily.
Originally, Shen Yunqing was not too attracted to him, and the jade pendant in her hand had not been given away yet.
After she messed things up like this, I don’t know if the other party will still accept it.
If this matter really affects his reputation, and Shen Yunqing is not nice to him because of this, he will die unjustly!
For the first time, Jiang He was so angry that he wanted to break down and cry.
At the health center.
At Ji Qingzhou's strong request, Xie Yanbei finally agreed to let Mr. Peng help him check his legs.
After knocking for a long time with a small wooden hammer, Dr. Peng took his pulse and finally nodded.
"Your current condition is relatively optimistic. The hip joint isn't completely necrotic. If you cooperate with the treatment, there's a chance you can recover. It's just—"
Mr. Peng had only said half of his words before Xie Yanbei had time to be happy.
As the topic changed, Ji Qingzhou and Xie Yanbei both felt their hearts hang in the air.
"Ordinary medicines are difficult to achieve the desired effect. If treatment is needed, acupuncture should be the main method. However, the acupuncture technique is quite demanding. If you only know the basics, it will be of no use."
Ji Qingzhou saw that Xie Yanbei's expression was becoming increasingly lonely.
Knowing what he was thinking, she patted his shoulder gently and sat down next to him.
"Master, starting today, I will cooperate with you in your treatment. Together, we, the master and the disciple, will find a way."
In his previous life, Ji Qingzhou had learned most of Mr. Peng's skills.
In the end, he returned to Beijing, went to work in a hospital, and devoted himself to the medical industry.
Now that Xie Yanbei needs it, she is just moving the plan forward.
Old Peng also nodded. He has been working as a barefoot village doctor here for many years, and many people don’t know his true abilities.
He hadn't dealt with any difficult or complicated cases for a long time, so he had indeed become a little lazy.
Seeing that Xie Yanbei was a little conflicted, Mr. Peng comforted him with earnest words.
"Xiao Xie, you don't need to feel any psychological burden. Just treat it as an ordinary treatment. The overall result won't be too painful for you."
"If you are successful, the health center can use you as a model, and more people can come here for treatment in the future."
To this day, many people are still reluctant to seek medical treatment.
No one wants to see a doctor, as they always feel that such places are unlucky.
Even if it's a minor illness, I feel like it's a waste of money.
But if Xie Yanbei could be cured, it would be like being a walking advertisement.
Hearing what Mr. Peng said, Xie Yanbei nodded in agreement.
"Everyone in the army knows about my injury. There are many comrades who are in the same situation as me. In the end, they had to retire due to health reasons. If it can really be cured, it will give hope to more people."
Ji Qingzhou couldn't wait to start preparing the medicinal herbs.
Whether it is acupuncture or Xie Yanbei, the medicines that will be used in the future will be mainly based on traditional Chinese medicine.
She has been helping Mr. Peng for many years and has learned a lot.
Without his instructions, she had already started making preparations.
Looking at the busy figures of Ji Qingzhou and Mr. Peng, Xie Yanbei's anxiety was replaced.
Perhaps, he really still has a chance to return to the army!
Xie Yanbei was infected by Ji Qingzhou's emotions and felt that there seemed to be nothing difficult in this world.
He actually began to look forward to reporting to the army after his leg healed.
Maybe the two of them really have a bright future.
*
The weather has dropped suddenly in the past two days and is even colder than before.
The educated youth who were working there all came from the city. They were exhausted from the cold weather and the busy work.
Recently it is a good time to sow winter wheat, and everyone is working against the clock.
His face was red from the cold, and even taking a breath quickly turned into white mist.
While everyone was shivering with cold, Jiang He was the only one who was busy and excited.
Widow Wu had been chasing him around, wishing she could pounce on him and rub him into her bones.
Jiang He gritted his teeth in hatred, but he could do nothing about her as she was an elderly woman.
Ji Qingzhou had heard about this a long time ago, and he just clapped his legs and laughed.
Seeing Jiang He coming back covered in dust again, everyone put down their hoes.
"Hey, I haven't seen you much these days. How's things going between you and that widow Wu? When can you treat us to a wedding drink? It'll be nice to warm everyone up in such a cold day."
Someone in the crowd joked, and Jiang He didn't know whether he was cold or angry, his face was several degrees redder than others.
He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Someone laughed and said, "They say that a strong woman is afraid of a clinging man. Widow Wu's man has been dead for such a long time, but you still managed to get him. You are really good at it."
Jiang He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly.
"Stop making sarcastic remarks here. She's a gossipy woman who can do nothing but spread rumors. I must have been blind to seduce her."
Seeing that Jiang He was really angry, everyone continued to work, and a few jokes were heard from time to time.
"We were just joking. How could you not afford to play it? You're a man, but I don't know what Widow Wu saw in you."
A little girl rubbed her red, frozen hands and heard that there would be a heavy snowfall tonight.
They don’t know whether the winter wheat they planted today will germinate as expected.
"How do you know he didn't offer her some other benefits? Otherwise, who would want to keep chasing after him at his age? Maybe this is one of his seduction techniques!"
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