Sun Zhenhua took Yang Baiyi and his sister to the infirmary. The farm staff heard that the miracle doctor from last time had come again, so those who were not feeling well came to line up.
Qiao Song, the farm's original health worker, did not feel the slightest bit jealous of Yang Baiyi. Instead, he busied himself helping him.
The last time there was an influenza epidemic, Qiao Song and the doctors from the health center were helpless. But after Yang Baiyi came, the problem was solved.
In Qiao Song's eyes, Yang Baiyi is like a master in the medical field.
When the gap reaches a certain level, people around can only look up to you and will not feel jealous.
These were all common diseases, and Yang Baiyi handled them quickly.
Of course, it would be impossible to do without the special medicine in the space.
Yang Xiaoxiao sat aside. Although she was a little bored, she was sensible enough not to make any noise and quietly watched her brother treat the patient.
Yang Xiaoxiao is pretty, dresses appropriately, and is so well-behaved that everyone who comes to see the doctor will praise her.
Finally, the last patient was sent away, and a total of more than ten yuan was collected. Yang Baiyi's task for this month was completed.
At noon, Yang Baiyi and his sister had lunch in the cafeteria, and in the afternoon they took their sister to the shantytown.
They were just in trouble temporarily. They were once the best in every industry, so Yang Baiyi still wanted to help them as much as possible.
When he arrived at the slum area, Yang Baiyi would stop to chat with everyone he saw and ask about their health.
Everyone would also chat with Yang Baiyi. Although they were suffering from misfortune, they were still gentle and polite, and their words naturally had a scholarly style.
The brother and sister came to the shack where Xiao Qingyang lived and found that Xiao Qingyang and his son were reading books, while Mu Xue, wearing reading glasses, was sitting at the door sewing a tattered piece of clothing.
"Aunt Mu, how are you and Uncle Xiao doing lately?"
Yang Baiyi bent down and asked gently.
"It's Doctor Yang! We're feeling much better after your last treatment."
When Mu Xue heard Yang Baiyi's voice, she immediately put down the torn clothes in her hand and adjusted her reading glasses with her hand.
Mu Xue was still very happy about Yang Baiyi's arrival.
They have been on the farm for several years, and no one has ever spoken to them so calmly except for the transferred cadres who are in the same situation as them.
Most people were arrogant, with disgust in their expressions and tones, as if they had really committed some unforgivable crime.
"Qingqing, my dear daughter, mother finally found you."
When Mu Xue looked up, she saw Yang Xiaoxiao beside Yang Baiyi. Mu Xue threw the sewing basket away and hugged Xiaoxiao in her arms like crazy.
"Lao Xiao, come out quickly! I found our daughter."
Mu Xue held her daughter tightly, as if she was afraid of losing her daughter again.
"Brother, please save me, I'm scared."
The sudden change frightened Yang Xiaoxiao so much that she was terrified. She struggled and cried for help from Yang Baiyi.
"Aunt Mu, please let go of my hand. You scared my sister."
Yang Baiyi tried to pry Muxue's hands open, but she was holding them too tightly. If he tried to pry them open forcibly, he was afraid of hurting both his sister and Muxue.
"Old woman, please let go. Our Qingqing should be over 30 years old this year. How could she still be such a little girl?"
"Mom, you scared me, please let go, this is not my sister, you got the wrong person."
Xiao Qingyang and his son came out of the shack and hurried to dissuade the somewhat crazy Mu Xue.
"You are talking nonsense, this is my Qingqing, how could I mistake my own daughter?
You are all bad people, you want to separate us mother and daughter, go away."
Mu Xue hugged Yang Xiaoxiao and dodged backward, fearing that someone would snatch her away from her arms.
It took a long time to coax Mu Xue to let go, and Yang Xiaoxiao quickly hid behind Yang Baiyi.
The old lady was fine just now, but suddenly she hugged herself and called her daughter. Yang Xiaoxiao was not prepared at all and was really scared.
"You know what, the little girl does look a lot like Zhiqing."
Only then did Xiao Qingyang see Yang Xiaoxiao's appearance clearly. No wonder the old woman made a mistake. The little girl really looked too much like her own daughter.
Although they have been separated from their daughter for thirty years, her appearance has always been deeply engraved in the hearts of the old couple.
"Zhiqing? Xiao Zhiqing? Comrade Xiao... is your daughter's name Xiao Zhiqing?"
Yang Baiyi originally wanted to call him Uncle Xiao, but then he thought that he might be his grandfather, so he braked in time and called out Comrade Xiao.
"Yes, my daughter's name is Xiao Zhiqing. She's as cute as your sister. Unfortunately, we lost her. I don't know where she is now and whether she's doing well."
Xiao Qingyang's voice trembled, his eyes were deep, and he stared at Yang Xiaoxiao closely.
"Brother, I'm scared. Can we go?"
Yang Xiaoxiao was frightened by the gazes of the two old men.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoxiao, brother will hold you."
Yang Baiyi bent down and held his sister in his arms.
"Comrade Xiao, let's go inside and talk."
Mu Xue's loud shouting just now had attracted the attention of the people around her. Several people came out of the shack and looked at Mu Xue with some concern.
Several people returned to the shack, and Yang Baiyi closed the door, blocking everyone's view.
"Stop staring at my sister. I have something important to confirm with you.
You have to promise me that no matter what happens, you have to stay calm, don't yell, don't cry, okay?"
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