The next day, the breeder went to the brigade and told them about it.

Captain Wu had to go out for something, so he tried to mention it to the deputy captain first.

"Deputy Captain Gou, I have something to discuss with you!"

Deputy Captain Gou was just talking to Doctor Zhu about something. When he heard the keeper calling him like that, he became dissatisfied:

"I've told you so many times, don't call me that, just call me vice-captain."

His last name is a bit awkward, and it sounds like an insult.

"I'm sorry, I forgot, Vice Captain."

"What do you want?"

The keeper started talking about what happened yesterday:

"Last night the sow gave birth to a litter of piglets. You know the conditions of our production team. If the litter of piglets doesn't survive, we won't be able to achieve our annual target."

Deputy Captain Gou frowned: "What, is the little piglet dead?"

"No, no, it's alive. It's just that we don't have a decent veterinarian in our production team, and I don't have much experience in delivering babies. I'm looking for someone to help with the birth. The piglets are fine."

Deputy Captain Gou breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay, I know, it's fine if nothing happens. If nothing happens, you can go first!"

This answer was exactly what the keeper thought.

Before he could open his mouth to continue, Doctor Zhu continued, "Look, let me tell you, our team is short of a veterinarian. What a coincidence! My cousin has a few years of experience. Why not transfer her over to be the veterinarian of the production team?"

"That makes sense. It does make sense."

The keeper was speechless. He had said this many times before, but the team always said there was no hope.

How did this matter come to Dr. Zhu, and I started to see some clues.

"When the time comes, I will discuss this with Captain and Accountant Xu. This matter is almost certain."

The keeper hesitated and wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Doctor Zhu.

"What are you still standing here for? Go and look after the piglets."

"Yes, I'm going to blame you for all the problems!"

"Yes..."

"It's nothing. Didn't you see me? Doctor Zhu has something to discuss with you. Hurry up!"

The two of them then discussed something more private, so they had to avoid other people.

Doctor Zhu pushed the breeder out directly: "Hurry up and leave!"

The keeper's mouth twitched slightly, and after careful thought, he realized that someone had got there first.

As soon as he left, Doctor Zhu continued, "Deputy Captain, this must be accomplished. Please, I will visit you at home in person later."

The meaning of this statement is self-evident.

"no problem."

If there was something lucrative to do, how could he miss it?

Dr. Zhu felt that the matter was already set in stone.

He was originally a barefoot doctor, and his medical skills were not very good, but he came to Gou Zizai and became the village doctor in his team.

Although I am just a small village doctor, it is still a position after all. A stable job means I will be paid by the government.

Originally he wanted to add some more sanitation workers, but unfortunately the production team was not short of them, so he compromised and thought of the idea of ​​veterinarians.

When the keeper just mentioned this, it became an excuse for this matter.

Now they are arranging for a relative to come and eat the public meal.

Treating animals is much easier than treating humans, since they can't speak.

If you live, it's luck. If you die, you can't blame the veterinarian.

…

The keeper was feeding the wild boar with a worried look on his face. He felt uneasy because he had not fulfilled his promise to Lu Qingyang.

After Lu Qingyang came back from the mountain, he went directly to the pigpen to inquire about Tian's news.

The keeper hesitated, "I'm afraid this... won't work."

"Why can't it work? Don't you have any feedback from the team?"

"No, I said it, but someone intercepted me." The keeper lowered his head in guilt.

"Intercept? Tell me carefully."

"That's it..."

He told Lu Qingyang everything about what happened to him.

"You mean to say that Dr. Zhu wants to introduce someone to the production team as a veterinarian?"

"That should be it. I'm sorry, I didn't find the right time when I went there. This incident gave Dr. Zhu an excuse."

Lu Qingyang thought to himself that even if he didn't say this, Dr. Zhu would definitely have a reasonable excuse.

Because he knew the true face of the deputy captain in the brigade, he never thought that Doctor Zhu was also such a treacherous person.

He seldom went to the health room for treatment, so he didn't know much about this matter.

But since Lao Bao left, there are indeed often people who come directly to Shen Mo to ask for prescriptions because they can't find him.

The production team clearly had a toilet and barefoot doctors, so why did they go to Lao Bao instead of going to the nearest place? This was an obvious thing.

"It's okay, it's not your fault, just go and get busy!"

The keeper was surprised and asked, "You really don't blame me?"

"It doesn't matter to you."

He squinted his eyes, thought for a while, and went straight to find Shen Mo.

When I arrived at Shen's house, an old woman ran into Shen Mo's house in a hurry:

"Shen girl, I heard that Lao Bao accepted you as his apprentice. You must know something about healing, right? My grandson has been having diarrhea for several days. Do you have a prescription?"

Shen Mo seemed to be used to this. "Master is not here, so I dare not prescribe medicine casually. No one is here. Please feel my pulse and see if I can cure it."

"It's here, bring it in quickly."

The old man hugged his grandson with concern and said, "Look at this, what's going on? It's been going on for several days and it hasn't stopped. The child is in pain."

Shen Mo looked at the five or six-year-old child in his arms, put her hand on the child's wrist, and then looked at his tongue and facial expression.

He took out the medical book and read it carefully several times.

"It's probably because he ate something that upset his stomach. I'll give him an injection and prescribe some medicine. He should take it for seven days and it should be fine."

“Okay, okay!”

The old woman even secretly slipped a grain ticket to Shen Mo: "Shen girl, take this, this is the money for the medicine."

Shen Mo waved her hands: "Give it to me when it works! I'll send the medicine to you later."

"Girl Shen is very kind."

She is not being kind at all; she is just afraid of getting into trouble.

Shen Mo followed the instructions in the book, carefully sterilized the silver needle, and inserted it into the child's large intestine point.

The child, who was originally crying and shouting for pain, unexpectedly stopped crying.

"Does your stomach still hurt?"

He sobbed and replied, "No, it doesn't hurt."

When the old couple were about to take the child back home, Lu Qingyang started a conversation with them intentionally or unintentionally.

"The child looked very seriously ill just now. Doesn't the clinic provide free treatment? How did you get here?"

The two looked at each other, seeming to want to say something but stopping themselves.

The old man sighed again: "How can the doctor in the bathroom be trusted? He can't cure the disease at all. It's good enough that he didn't cure the patient."