Moreover, this village actually has quite a few people living there, at least three or four hundred villagers.
However, everyone lived in dugouts.
Their arrival quickly attracted the attention of the villagers, and the village chief led a group of people out to greet them.
They were warmly welcomed into the village.
The medical team members were placed in what they considered to be the place for honored guests.
Actually, they were just four earthen huts.
He Xincheng and the three interns who came with him were all male interns in their batch.
Four people lived in one small earthen hut, which was so low that they had to crouch down when they came in.
It was pitch black inside, without a single ray of light, and there was no curtain on the door.
The only way to let in light is to open the door; otherwise, the whole room is as dark as a cellar.
The dugout was cold and damp, with an indescribable, particularly unpleasant odor.
There was no bed or any furniture in the dugout.
There wasn't even a raised platform; the only place they could sleep was on the dry grass that the villagers brought them.
The four of them looked at each other, utterly miserable.
But coming here and then walking is definitely not realistic.
They had already walked for five or six hours to reach this village, and now leaving would mean another five or six hours.
It was already dark, and they knew, of course, that there would be danger in the area after dark.
It's impossible for us to leave.
So they had no choice but to accept their fate and gritted their teeth as they placed their bedding on the pile of hay.
But before they could even lay out their blankets, two rats darted out of the hay. The four grown men were so startled they nearly screamed.
After finally making the bed, the room was as cold as an icebox.
Only then did they realize they were starving; in fact, they had been hungry for a long time.
However, there was no possibility of eating during this day's journey.
The doctors from other hospitals traveling in the same carriage all brought their own dry biscuits.
But they were the only ones who hadn't brought anything with them.
Now they understood why each of the doctors who came out had a military water bottle slung across their shoulder, and a satchel that was full of dry rations.
Unable to remain stubborn any longer, they had no choice but to go to the nearby dugout.
They have no choice but to ask for help; if they don't get some food, they'll starve.
But when they arrived at the dugout next door, they smelled a delicious aroma.
When they went inside, they were dumbfounded. The doctor, who was clearly from the hospital, was already skillfully operating the bellows by the earthen stove.
The house was warm not only from the firelight, but also from the aroma emanating from the large pot on the earthen stove.
Dr. Chen, who was leading the team, greeted the four of them with a smile when they appeared.
"You're here. The food will be ready soon. You can eat here in a bit."
He takes on interns every year, but he never expected the dean to be so ruthless this year, directly dumping these young masters from the city on them.
However, he knew the dean's character best; the dean would absolutely not allow anyone to come here to enjoy themselves.
Even doctors in hospitals are the same, no matter how high their reputation or how advanced their skills are.
They operate on a shift system every year, and have been carrying out this free medical assistance program in rural areas for three years.
This rule has never changed as long as Ouyang Zhenyu is in the hospital.
Everyone is on the list of those who take turns going to the countryside to provide assistance.
It's just that the shifts are arranged in order each year.
Even Ouyang Zhenyu would personally lead people to the countryside.
This is the rule; in their hospital, there are no ranks or exemptions.
Hearing this, He Xincheng finally breathed a sigh of relief; they had been a little embarrassed just now.
It's obvious from the look of this place that you can't possibly buy food with money or food coupons.
Asking others for food is a shameful thing.
I didn't expect that they would provide meals here.
He Xincheng blushed a little, realizing he had been a bit petty. He had just thought the supervising intern teacher was doing it on purpose, trying to make things difficult for them.
But they never expected that these villagers would be so generous as to give them their food.
"Teacher Chen, we feel a little bad about eating for free. Shouldn't we give the villagers some food coupons and money?"
Dr. Chen burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"We always leave food coupons and money with the village before we leave. Don't worry, our hospital has funding."
We agreed on free rural medical assistance, so of course we can't actually eat the villagers' food.
Their food rations are also fixed.
We're here to help them, not to add to their burden.
"You can eat as much as you want without worry. The villagers can only give us so much."
The conditions in the village are like this, as you all have seen. When these villagers get sick, they rely entirely on their own traditional remedies.
If traditional remedies don't work, people just tough it out and rarely go to the county town for treatment.
For them, if they couldn't overcome the challenges passed down through generations, they would truly lose their lives.
"The conditions in the village are not good and there are limited food options. Anyway, you don't need to complain. It's no use complaining. This is the only condition we have here."
He Xincheng and the other three quickly expressed their opinions.
"Teacher Chen, please don't say that. We know we are eating the villagers' food rations, so how could we be picky? As long as we have something to eat, that's fine."
"Okay, go back and get your lunchboxes. Let's eat."
Dr. Chen waved his hand, and as soon as they left, the others in the room couldn't help but laugh.
"Old Chen, you've gone bad. Do you know how grateful those four people were just now? They really thought you were a great philanthropist."
"If they find out what you fed them later, they'll hate you."
"Even this food ration was saved by the villagers through tightening their belts."
Dr. Chen said while tending the fire,
"Our dean has always made it clear that he will absolutely not allow anyone to take advantage of the villagers."
How can you blame me?
Besides, we can't possibly carry all the grain. But if we could, I'd be willing to help the villagers.”
"Moreover, I treat everyone equally and do not give any special treatment."
We all eat the same food.
A short while later, He Xincheng and the other three came in happily with their lunchboxes.
Everyone was starving, having gone without food for a day and a night. They could even eat cornmeal or dark flour.
Because I was mentally prepared that this village was so poor, what good food could I possibly have?
White flour is definitely out of the question.
But when Old Chen lifted the pot lid, the four of them were dumbfounded.
What's in that pot?
There was a bunch of dark, unidentifiable stuff in the pot; to be precise, they couldn't tell what it was.
Old Chen reached out to ask them for their lunchboxes.
"Give me your lunchboxes, and I'll get you some food. We have limited food, so each person can only eat one bowl."
Supply is limited!
The food in the lunchbox, which was only half full, emitted a pungent and unpleasant smell.
He Xincheng is seriously questioning the meaning of life.
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