Lin Yue said happily, "That's great! These are exactly what we need. Thank you for your hard work."
While searching for suitable building materials, Lin Yue didn't forget to prepare the facilities inside the medical clinic. She and several female villagers made curtains and bed sheets from collected fabric. The women sat in the courtyard, chatting as they cut the fabric.
A young woman smiled and said, "The curtains in this clinic need to be made prettier, so that everyone will feel better when they see a doctor inside." She was very skillful, and the scissors in her hands danced nimbly across the fabric.
Lin Yue nodded in agreement: "Yes, we not only need to make the infirmary practical, but also warm and comfortable." She took the needle and thread and carefully sewed the edge of the bed sheet. Her eyes were focused, and every stitch was very fine.
However, the preparations were not without their challenges. While moving timber, a villager accidentally cut his arm on a falling branch. Blood flowed from his arm, and he winced in pain. Lin Yue rushed over, her face pale and her eyes filled with worry. "How are you? Does it hurt? We need to get it treated quickly," Lin Yue said, taking out a handkerchief to bandage the villager's wound.
Chen Yu also rushed over. He looked at the wound and frowned. "This wound is a bit deep. We need to take him to the clinic in town." His tone carried a hint of self-blame, feeling that he hadn't protected the villagers well.
The injured villager, gritting his teeth against the pain, said, "It's nothing, Chen Yu, it was an accident. Don't worry too much, and don't let it delay the construction of the clinic." Although his eyes showed pain, they were filled with concern for the clinic's construction.
Looking at the injured villagers, Lin Yue's resolve to build the clinic as soon as possible strengthened. "We'll take you to town first. The construction of the clinic cannot come at the cost of anyone getting hurt. Safety is the most important thing," Lin Yue said seriously. She and Chen Yu helped the injured villagers walk towards the town.
After this ordeal, everyone paid even closer attention to safety in their subsequent work. As the materials gradually became available, the outline of the clinic became clearer. The walls were rebuilt thanks to everyone's efforts, and the roof was tiled. That once dilapidated house was gradually being transformed into a clinic full of hope through the villagers' hard work. Every stone, every tile, every piece of wood embodies the villagers' yearning for a healthy life and their care for one another.
In this process, the villagers' relationships became even closer. Everyone worked towards a common goal, helping and encouraging one another. Some minor conflicts and misunderstandings that had existed gradually dissipated through their shared labor. This small village, thanks to the preparation of the clinic, radiated a new vitality, like a sapling growing strong in spring, stretching its branches towards a bright future. Lin Yue and Chen Yu, watching all this, were filled with emotion and satisfaction; they knew they were creating an invaluable asset for this village.
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