Chapter 178 Hypocrites
Then, many villagers were seen carrying bowls and basins and running in one direction.
Lu Qingqing and Sixi followed.
In the center of the village, two groups of people were distributing porridge and medicine.
On one side were government officials, and on the other side were the servants of the Wan family.
Only a handful of people were receiving porridge and medical treatment at the government office, but a long queue had formed at the Wan family's place.
Wan Yuting personally distributed porridge to comfort the villagers.
The doctors he brought with him each had a long line of people in front of them.
The government office looked particularly deserted in comparison.
Lu Qingqing went over to take a look; the porridge was the same as always, doctor…
The doctors on the government side were even better; they were all hired from the city. Lu Qingqing even saw Doctor Pang.
The villagers aren't coming this way; it seems they really hate the government.
"Miss Lu, you've come too?"
Wan Yuting saw Lu Qingqing and greeted her with a smile.
Lu Qingqing smiled back.
“My mother was quite worried about you. The collapse that day was so loud that a wall of the villa collapsed. Luckily, you were all alright.”
The crops were damaged, but I heard the magistrate has made ample preparations.
"Young Master Wan, is this young lady also the doctor you invited?" a young woman suddenly interjected.
Lu Qingqing was carrying a medicine box on her back, which is why she asked that question.
“No, I was invited by the government,” Lu Qingqing said.
Although Wan Yuting was still smiling, his smile had clearly faded.
The woman looked disappointed and was about to leave when Lu Qingqing asked, "Would the doctor invited by the government harm you?"
“Our village is in such a terrible state because of them. What’s the point of them coming to give us porridge and treat our illnesses now?”
Can the dead come back to life?
So what if I die of illness? A person should always have some backbone!
Lu Qingqing nodded, "But... if you endure your illness without seeking treatment, who will be punished?"
Was it himself, or someone from the government?
The woman retorted angrily, "It's none of your business! I only came to ask because I saw Young Master Wan talking to you. What good could a young girl's medical skills possibly be? The government is just trying to fool us!"
If it weren't for the fact that her illness was something she was too ashamed to talk about, she wouldn't have come to ask!
After saying this, the woman picked up the freshly made porridge and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, a clear female voice came from behind: "Is the bleeding getting worse?"
Is the feeling of heaviness in your abdomen getting worse?
"If you wait until you have a massive hemorrhage, it will be too late."
The woman froze, unable to move an inch.
How did she know?
"If you want to get treatment, come with me."
As Lu Qingqing spoke, they arrived at the government office.
The guards had prepared a table for her, but at Lu Qingqing's request, she wasn't with the doctors.
The woman still followed.
She cannot die; her son is not yet an adult.
"Can you really cure my illness? How much money will it cost?"
I asked the doctor yesterday, and he said that my illness is not caused by the flood, so the consultation fee can be waived, but I have to pay for the medicine myself.
"Name your price first. If it's a lot of money, I won't treat you."
The woman kept asking questions, her tone feigning indifference.
Lu Qingqing said, "No money needed."
"What did you say?"
"It's free. I'll stay in your village for a few days. If any women have the same ailments as you, they can come to me. It's free."
The woman seemed bewildered, her eyes filled with doubt and disbelief.
"The government and Wan Jia only provided assistance to those injured in the flood; they didn't mention providing medical treatment."
“It was shown to you by the government,” Lu Qingqing said. “Your family members sacrificed their lives to plug the leaking ditch; this is what you deserve.”
The woman's tears, unable to bear the weight, spilled out, but she still didn't believe it, and stared wide-eyed at the guards dressed in yamen runner's uniform beside her.
The guard nodded: "What Miss Lu said is exactly what the magistrate meant."
The woman lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly.
She silently sat down on the stool and extended her wrist.
Lu Qingqing took her pulse, asked questions, and pressed her abdomen, confirming the diagnosis of uterine fibroids.
Her voice was so gentle, like a flowing stream, unlike the cold, unsettling expression of a male doctor who made people feel awkward and embarrassed.
The woman's heart gradually calmed down.
Suddenly, they heard people whispering, and then the voices grew louder and louder, as if they were deliberately trying to be overheard.
Some villagers cursed the woman for being spineless and forgetting how her husband died.
One doctor scoffed: "One dares to treat, and the other dares to look."
A young girl treating women's ailments is unheard of.
Someone asked, "How do you know it's a woman's disease?"
The doctor said: "I can smell an odor from afar, it's incredibly fishy and foul."
His tone was smug and boastful, as if he were showing off his keen sense of smell.
To blatantly expose someone else's privacy to the public.
The woman, who was already anemic, turned deathly pale.
Lu Qingqing patted her hand, her voice gentle and smiling: "Wait a moment, I'll come back and prescribe your medicine."
She stood up gracefully and walked straight to the doctors invited by the government.
May I ask your surname?
"My surname is Tang, and I am a physician at Renhe Hospital in the city..."
"Bang!!!!"
The triumphant voice abruptly stopped.
A jar of sterilized spirits on the table slammed hard onto Dr. Tang's head.
The jar was shattered and the head was broken.
The strong liquor poured down my head.
Dr. Tang let out a wail and collapsed to the ground, clutching his head, blood seeping between his fingers.
"Dr. Tang's breath smells terrible, we need to wash it thoroughly to avoid getting the surrounding area dirty."
Furthermore, let me tell you, a woman's body is the place where life is conceived. You disrespect the mother of life; you are unworthy to be a son, a father, or a doctor!
Silence reigned all around!
Everyone looked at Lu Qingqing in fear.
It's like looking at a monster.
She smashed the doctor the government had brought in!
And the government officials remained indifferent?
who is she?
Lu Qingqing glanced at the other doctors, who were all staring with their mouths agape and eyes wide open, then slammed her hand heavily on the table, startling them into a tremor.
"Gentlemen, the government invited you here to treat the wounded and sick, not for you to sit here and chat!"
You want fame but don't want to put in the effort? There's no such thing as a free lunch!
Anyone who doesn't want to stay here should get out!
Lu Qingqing went to the center of the village and kicked a man in his fifties to the ground.
"Come on, tell me, how did other people's husbands die?"
Did you die trying to plug the hole in the ditch, or to save a rotten person like you?
I saved a scumbag like you, and you turn around and curse his family. Tell me, aren't you an animal?
You have backbone. If you have backbone, why aren't you the one blocking the ditch?
Why wasn't it you who died?!
Lu Qingqing raised her foot again, startling the man so much that he covered his head.
"Pah! Spineless coward! Rotten person!"
Lu Qingqing did not stop, and stood in front of the doctor invited by the Wan family.
"What are you going to do? We...we've been trying to save them..."
"They've been treating you, and it's going very well. How much did the Wan family pay you to come and treat them?"
Are all the medicinal herbs free?
If the goal is to save lives, why differentiate between those injured in disasters and those with pre-existing conditions?
Doesn't it feel great to be surrounded by people?
Did you align the broken leg when you tied it up? Were you just doing a perfunctory job when you wrapped it around someone's arm?
"You prescribed half a month's worth of medicine for an injury that should have healed in seven days! And the patient specifically requested to get the medicine from your clinic?"
Wherever Lu Qingqing pointed, everyone cowered in fear.
"You hypocrites!"
"We're focused on disaster relief, disaster relief, disaster relief!"
This is not a contest between the Wan family and the government, nor is it an arena for you and the city doctors to show off your skills!
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