A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 102 Father-son relationship

The strong men who were going to be perfunctory, when they saw this sad scene, were suddenly poked into the soft inside, and clenched their fists, as if they wanted to rush over and tear all the pain from those people. like.

Song Qinghan's movements were quick, his expression was serious and focused, he didn't even give the workers time to explain, and started the operation directly.

Fortunately, Doctor Shi spoke up in time to calm the panicked workers, and together with Yuan Wenxuan explained to them the discovery that vaccinating can cure smallpox.

After finishing off these little workers, Xia Yunfei and Qingfeng also came back, followed by Wu Ya, who seemed to be halfway into the city with the zombie army.

Seeing the tired look on Song Qinghan's face, Dr. Shi took the initiative to take Song Qinghan's scalpel and started to act.

Probably because of being in a state of despair for a long time, the eyes of those terminally ill patients are cautious with hope, as if they dare not expect too much, otherwise they will really be unable to accept the cruel reality after being hit up.

In the huge sheep farm, apart from the sound of everyone's breathing and the sound of scalpels scratching flesh and blood, there was no other noise.

After Dr. Shi was exhausted, Yuan Wenxuan immediately stepped forward to take over.

After Yuan Wenxuan was exhausted, the strong men stepped forward to take turns.

After all the strong men took turns, the scalpel fell into Song Qinghan's hands again.

After three rounds of this cycle, it finally came to an end, and at this time, the moon was hanging high above the tip of the tree.

I don't know who took the lead, and there was a sudden burst of whimpering in the crowd, followed by shouts of "God bless, thank you, the genius doctor" one after another.

Song Qinghan wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, his eyes were burning, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

This is the reason why he wants to be a doctor, not for the thank you from others, but for the joy of the rest of his life.

It was late at night, Xia Yunfei and others made dinner from the food brought in from the carriage, shared it with everyone and ate cleanly.

Although the cowpox has been planted, follow-up observations are still needed. Song Qinghan and his party stayed here after dinner, replaced the original bedding with the bedding they brought, and then put the original bedding into the fire and burned it .

Others also rummaged through Song Qinghan's admonition to find new clothes and bedding, and changed them from the beginning to the end. If it weren't for the wounds on their hands that couldn't get wet, they must have taken a hot bath that symbolized rebirth of.

There was nothing to say all night, but on the second day, there was a lot of people outside, and even the magpies seemed to know that this place was lively, and kept barking.

Song Qinghan walked out the door and was relieved to see that everyone had already started to clean up the house and yard, looking like they were in full swing.

The owner of the sheep farm has passed away in the smallpox epidemic, and he has no relatives or friends, so all the sheep have become ownerless at this time.

Thinking of the small stones at home, Song Qinghan cheekily approached the fellow who was dividing the sheep, and asked, "Can you sell me two sheep? There are children at home, and they want to drink goat milk..."

"What are you selling! Doctor Song just take it! How can two ends be enough? Let's get ten!"

Before he could finish speaking, the enthusiastic villagers pushed a few innocent sheep to Song Qinghan, with a bright smile on his face that hadn't completely disappeared from the chickenpox.

Song Qinghan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "I can't take that much with me, I only need two ends, preferably one male and one female, to ensure that we will have goat milk to drink..."

"This......"

The villagers looked at their carriage and knew that Song Qinghan's words were true, so they had to pick and choose to find the two strongest sheep, tied their hooves with ropes, and helped Song Qinghan put them into the carriage.

Seeing this, Song Qinghan felt relieved, took out 200 taels of silver notes from his arms, and stuffed them into the arms of the leader.

The man backed up a few steps in fright, and said repeatedly: "No, no, I dare not ask Doctor Song's money! Aren't you taking our life away?"

Song Qinghan looked at the bank note that fell on the ground, and said deliberately: "Anyway, I gave the money, if you let it just rot in the ground, then it's up to you."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing what he said, the villagers ran further away, and the reaction he had expected to reach out to pick up the bank note was completely different.

He was a little embarrassed, pondered for a moment, bent down to pick up the bank note, and saw the group of hooligans who were talking to the villagers from the corner of his eye, and his heart moved.

These hooligans have followed Song Qinghan to this place, and they have been completely reborn. After having a sense of awe for life in their hearts, their thoughts of going out to do evil have faded away, and they are thinking about finding something serious to do.

It just so happened that after this battle, Moshang was severely injured and its population dropped sharply. It urgently needed fresh blood to fill it up, so they discussed with the villagers whether they could stay in Moshang.

The folks naturally agreed to the "savior"'s request, not only agreed to let them stay, but also offered to give them the best fields and real estate, so the local ruffians couldn't close their mouths with laughter.

Just when they were overjoyed, Song Qinghan's faint voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Why are you laughing? So happy? Why don't you tell me to smile too?"

The hooligans have long admired Song Qinghan, and there was the "watching incident" before, so when they heard Song Qinghan's voice, they subconsciously shivered, turned around, and said flatteringly: "Doctor Song, are we here?" I'm so happy for Moshang! We will stay here in the future, after all, Moshang lacks strong people like us the most!"

Song Qinghan saw that although their eyes were dodging, there was no sign of deceit when he said this, so he nodded in satisfaction, reached out and handed over the 200 taels of silver note, and ordered: "Take it! Moshang has just started rebuilding and needs money. There are many places, and every penny here must be used on the folks, and you are not allowed to take it for yourself, you know?!"

"I see, I see, Dr. Song is really a bodhisattva alive!"

The hooligans hurriedly took the banknotes, nodded like chickens pecking at the mill, and said repeatedly.

Song Qinghan snorted, and together with Yuan Wenxuan and Doctor Shi checked all the people who had been inoculated with cowpox yesterday, and seeing signs of improvement in their condition, he immediately felt relieved and got on the carriage back.

But what made Song Qinghan dumbfounded was that when he climbed into another sheep-herding carriage and drove for a while, he suddenly found that the weight was a bit wrong. He opened the curtain and found that there were two more sheep in it. Filled with other stuff.

Thinking that these were all Master Mo's wishes, he didn't refuse, a warm feeling flowed through his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Although they rushed all night, they took three full days to reach the state capital because they were not in such a hurry to go back as when they came here, and they had more rests along the way.

After sending Doctor Shi and his servants to Huichun Hall, Song Qinghan and Yuan Wenxuan each drove a carriage back home, worked together to unload all the things on the carriage, and returned the carriage.

The two of them traveled all the way and were already extremely tired. After boiling hot water and scrubbing their bodies, they went back to their rooms to rest.

When Wu Dahu came back with the small stone in his arms, he looked at the four sheep lying on the ground, staggering to and fro. He knew that it was Song Qinghan who had returned, so he didn't bother them. After loosening, let them move freely on the rockery.

Song Qinghan fell asleep and got up refreshed. When he saw Wu Dahu and Xiao Shitou, his thoughts seemed to overflow, and he rushed over to hug the two of them.

Surprise flashed in Wu Dahu's eyes, but he hugged Song Qinghan back without any hesitation, smelling the fragrance of his hair, he felt relieved for a while.

Little Shitou was also very cooperative and silent, ruffled Song Qinghan's hair with his fingers, and stuffed it into his mouth as usual.

After hugging for a long time, Song Qinghan finally felt embarrassed, raised his head, and was about to speak, his lips softened, and there was an aura that didn't belong to him in his nose.

Wu Dahu is gentle and clumsy, but what's more, he is plundering.

After the kiss, the two separated reluctantly, as if there was a gurgling stream flowing in the eyes that looked at each other, it was astonishingly clear.

"Is Doctor Song there?"

Knocking on the door accompanied by shouts interrupted the sweet atmosphere between the two, Song Qinghan came back to his senses, blushed, as if trying to cover up his embarrassment, walked over quickly and opened the door.

Zhu Lao's figure appeared from behind the door. When he saw Song Qinghan, his brows and eyes instantly stretched, and he smiled: "I saw that the yard was not lit, so I thought no one was at home!"

Song Qinghan let out an "ah", and was about to turn around to light the lamps, only to find that Wu Dahu had already lit all the lamps, and the bright lights shone outside the courtyard, revealing Zhai Su who was hiding in the shadows.

Zhu Lao laughed, took a step forward, let Zhai Su walk in, turned to Song Qinghan and said: "Su'er's illness is almost cured, Huichuntang has found the best scar medicine, and after another After a while, it will be back to normal, he said he would come to thank you in person, and I happened to be free today, so I brought him here."

Zhai Su smiled lightly and nodded to Song Qinghan. She was about to turn her head to look at their yard, but her gaze suddenly froze when she met Wu Dahu.

Seeing that Zhai Su didn't speak for a long time, the smile on Zhu Lao's face became more and more stiff. He leaned over and asked softly, "What's wrong, Su'er?"

Song Qinghan followed Zhai Su's gaze and saw Wu Dahu who was standing there, and was almost shocked when he saw it.

Wu Dahu frowned tightly, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he clenched his teeth tightly, as if trying to restrain his emotions.

"Why are you here?"

Unexpectedly, Zhai Su spoke first, and the person she was talking to was the angry Wu Dahu.

Wu Dahu saw his calm appearance, tightly hugged Xiao Shitou's hand, and said coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

Zhai Su saw him turn around to enter the room, and suddenly said: "You are my son, how can you have nothing to do with me?"

As soon as he said this, the entire courtyard was silent, even Yuan Wenxuan who had just walked out of the room was too frightened to move.

Song Qinghan looked around and said with a dry smile: "My lord, did you recognize the wrong person? Dahu was born in a poor family, how could he have a relationship with you?"

Unexpectedly, Zhai Su said without changing his face: "I know he was born in a poor family, after all, that's why I left."

Seeing that his words became more and more unseemly, Wu Dahu shouted in a low voice: "Enough! There is no relationship between you and me, please go back!"

Zhai Su looked down at the little stone in his arms, then at Song Qinghan, and said with a light smile, "So this is your husband. Since you don't welcome me today, I'll come back another day."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, regardless of whether Zhu Lao followed him or not.

Wu Dahu clenched his fists, looked at his back, and said in a deep voice: "Not only today, you will never be welcome here!"

Zhai Su's footsteps paused, but he left without saying anything.