662 Free Clinic, Doctors Don’t Need Too Much Emotion

Today is the first day of the free clinic. Sun Sixing prepared the necessary medicines early and checked the medicine box again and again to ensure that there would be no problems.

The doctor sent by the Yun family also arrived at the Feng Mansion early. Tong Jue and Tong Yao set up the free clinic stall yesterday and did enough publicity. Everything was done to cooperate with Feng Qingchen's actions.

Before daybreak, the servants of the Feng Mansion went out to maintain order and classify the patients into categories of serious, urgent, minor, and chronic according to what Feng Qingchen had said. As soon as Feng Qingchen appeared, the free clinic could begin.

Seeing that everything was ready except for her, Feng Qingchen suddenly felt embarrassed. How was her behavior at this moment different from those officials who were just putting on a show?

With the same order, the people below prepared everything and she just had to show up. Perhaps the only difference was that she was not just going through the motions, she was really going for the free medical consultation.

But even so, the number of people she can help is extremely limited. Doctors only have one pair of hands. She can save lives but cannot save destinies.

Medical treatment is expensive, difficult and unaffordable, which has always been the pain point of Chinese medical care and has not changed from ancient times to the present.

Feng Qingchen sighed and found an excuse for her selfishness: a charitable heart. It seemed that she didn't have a charitable heart, so... don't force yourself. Let it be what it is. She really couldn't do it. She starved herself to death to save others.

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Feng Qingchen took out a thermos cup and asked Tong Jue and Tong Yao to fill two cups of hot water. When he went out, he handed a bottle to Sun Sixing: "The hot water can last for six hours. Doctor, you have to take care of yourself first."

"Thank you, Master." Sun Sixing's eyes were shining and his cheeks were rosy. He seemed to be looking forward to today's free clinic. Feng Qingchen glanced at Sun Sixing but did not discourage his enthusiasm.

Anyone who has participated in the free clinic will not want to go a second time because they cannot bear it mentally.

When you see people who are sick but have no money to treat them, you will never be happy that you can treat them. Instead, you will think about how many people in the world are dying of illness like them, and how many can you save?

Anyone who has participated in a free clinic and seen a family being dragged down by illness will no longer have high expectations for free clinics, because...

The scene was too tragic.

Free clinics are a double test of one's heart and conscience, and she hates that feeling the most. Every time she goes, it's like a huge rock is pressing down on her heart. Every time, she has the urge to save the world's patients at all costs, but...

The power of one person is limited. No matter how powerful a doctor is, the number of people she can save in her lifetime can only be counted. The one who can truly save the people is the one in power, the one who sits on the throne. Unfortunately...

Before you sit in that position, you may still have a heart that worries about the country and the people, but after you sit in that position, all that's left is fighting for power and consolidating power. If you don't fight for it, you are not qualified to sit in that position. As for the lives and deaths of the people, how many people care?

Everything was ready, except for a small accident when I was leaving the house...

Xuan Shaoqi was waiting for him at the door. Looking at the snow on his body, he must have been waiting for a long time. Feng Qingchen asked without any surprise, "Young Palace Master, why are you here?"

She didn't kick him out. He could live in Feng Mansion as he pleased, as long as he stopped talking about being an engaged couple.

Xuan Shaoqi was also very cooperative and did not use the engagement to pressure Feng Qingchen. Seeing Feng Qingchen carrying the medicine box, he stepped forward and took it: "I'll accompany you to the free clinic."

The natural action and the irresistible attitude made Feng Qingchen involuntarily give in. By the time Feng Qingchen noticed, Xuan Shaoqi had already walked to the carriage carrying the operating box.

Ahem, Xuan Shaoqi's actions are too much like a surgical assistant. It would be a waste not to use it. In the past, it was Sun Sixing who carried the medicine box for her. Today, Sun Sixing has her own medicine box, so...

Feng Qingchen was able to enjoy the family reunion with peace of mind. Anyway, Xuan Shaoqi didn't understand rejection, so whether she agreed or not, Xuan Shaoqi would do what he wanted.

Xuan Shaoqi helped Feng Qingchen onto the carriage. Just as he was about to follow, Sun Sixing suddenly appeared out of nowhere and interrupted them: "Master." He squeezed between the two of them, smiled apologetically at Xuan Shaoqi, and climbed onto the carriage swiftly: "Master, about the wind..."

Sun Sixing got into the carriage, looking like he had an important question to ask Feng Qingchen. Xuan Shaoqi touched his nose and followed him silently.

Why did his disciple Qingchen's attitude change so drastically? Wasn't he planning to accept his gift yesterday, but today he actually came to make trouble? However, he would not take such childish behavior seriously.

In the carriage, Sun Sixing sat in the middle, dominating Feng Qingchen and not giving Xuan Shaoqi any chance to speak. His entire back was blocking Feng Qingchen, making it easy for Xuan Shaoqi to even take a look at him.

Feng Qingchen understood Sun Sixing's thoughts and smiled with an indulgent look. Seeing Sun Sixing talking to her about the symptoms that Dong often had, she also started to talk about them. As she was talking...

The two of them were really talking about the illness and had no other thoughts, but none of this had anything to do with Xuan Shaoqi.

Xuan Shaoqi had a good demeanor and did not show any concealment in the face of Sun Sixing's obvious blocking action. When they arrived at the free clinic, Xuan Shaoqi got out of the car carrying the medicine box and followed Feng Qingchen. He did not put on the attitude of a young palace master at all. Tong Jue took a look at him, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but Tong Jue chose the city gate as the location for the free clinic. When Feng Qingchen got off the carriage and saw it, he was completely stunned.

The gate of the imperial city was the beginning of all humiliation for her. Feng Qingchen couldn't tell how she felt about this place. She only knew that she didn't like using this method to wash away the pain that had been inflicted on her.

Tong Jue was very nervous all the way, afraid that Feng Qingchen would blame her for acting on her own. Seeing Feng Qingchen standing motionless beside the carriage, Tong Jue hurried forward to explain.

"Miss, this free clinic was chosen by Master Su. The shop where Master Su gives out free porridge is also here. Miss, look... there are already people waiting in line over there."

Tong Jue spoke more and more nonsense, and in the end he lowered his head. Feng Qingchen glanced at Tong Jue indifferently. She knew that Tong Jue was doing this for her good, but he shouldn't act on his own.

"I don't want there to be a next time." Giving you the power does not mean you can manipulate my life. Having the Ninth Prince is enough to give her a headache, and she doesn't want to face a group of crazy people who manipulate her life every day.

"I understand." Tong Jue breathed a sigh of relief. The young lady's words meant that she was no longer angry.

Xuan Shaoqi and Sun Sixing behind him were both sensible people. They said nothing and left it to Feng Qingchen to decide. Seeing that Feng Qingchen did not lose his temper, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They all knew what Feng Qingchen had experienced at this city gate. Before, the Ninth Prince had taken Feng Qingchen away through this city gate time and time again in a high-profile manner. Now... let Feng Qingchen complete the final stroke herself to wash away the humiliation brought to her by this city gate!

Feng Qingchen could hear the victims shouting from afar: "What a kind person, with a kind heart. The porridge is so delicious that the chopsticks can stand upright. It's much better than the water distributed by the government."

"We have porridge and steamed buns. We won't starve to death. We won't starve to death."

"This is a truly good person. Those people are not so kind as to give out porridge with just a few bowls of water every time."

"Bah! The food the government distributes is food for human consumption. It smells so bad that it can be used as a mirror."

"I don't know which master is so kind as to give us such thick porridge. Now we are saved, we are saved."

"I don't know. I saw that the person distributing the porridge was from the Su family shop, but they said it wasn't Master Su. Their master was also entrusted by someone else."

"Good man, great good man, God, please look, there are still good people in this world, they gave out porridge without even mentioning their names."

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The closer we got, the louder the discussions became. Everyone was saying that the person giving out porridge was a good person and that good people would be rewarded. The scene of giving out porridge was very lively.

Everything went smoothly and the victims had happy smiles on their faces.

The Chinese people have always been a group of the simplest and most honest people. If officials give them a little bit, they will treat the other party as an honest official. As long as the officials return the original fairness to them, they will believe that you are an upright official who speaks impartially and justly.

What they want is always very little, just to have enough food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and less exploitation. However, even such small requests are cruelly exploited by these officials.

The porridge distribution team was very harmonious. No one cut in line, no matter how hungry or eager they were for a bowl of hot porridge. There were teenagers in the team. They were wearing torn straw sandals with exposed toes. They were shivering with cold, but they still tried to tiptoe and look into the big pot that was emitting hot water...

There is everything they long for!

The man and the woman showed a hint of joy on their faces, and were thinking in their hearts how many mouthfuls of porridge and steamed buns the family could have after taking them back.

The white-haired old men were covered with thick sacks, their exposed faces were covered with frost, and their cloudy eyes showed a faint smile when they saw the porridge stall, just like a child seeing his favorite candy.

The victims shouted "good news" one after another. The faces that had become numb due to the snowstorm gradually came alive. The pairs of lifeless eyes became alive again because of the bowl of hot porridge and a steamed bun.

This scene is dynamic and static. Seeing them feel happy because of a bowl of hot porridge, Feng Qingchen and his group stayed where they were, motionless...

They had ulterior motives for doing good deeds, but when they saw this scene, their hearts were hit hard, and the picture made people want to cry.

The first person to come back to her senses was Feng Qingchen. Having seen too many tragic scenes, her heart was always colder and harder than that of ordinary people.

Turning around, Feng Qingchen saw Xuan Shaoqi, who was in shock, and Sun Sixing and Tong Jue, who were in tears. He walked to Sun Sixing and tapped him on the head: "You idiot, why are you crying?"

Sun Sixing, this little fool, was born with a compassionate heart as a doctor. How could he bear seeing such a scene? However, if he couldn't bear it at all, then how could he treat the patients calmly after seeing the situation in the free clinic?

Doctor, you can't have too many emotions, as they will affect your work.

A word to readers: I suddenly realized that what I wrote was a bit extreme, ahem...it's all pure imagination, any similarity is purely coincidental.