Reborn in the 70s as a military doctor and meets a special soldier

Lu Jiu followed steadily, walking carelessly, but looking around calmly with his eyes.

For some reason, he always felt that this village gave him a very strange feeling.

The soldier's keen insight told him that there was definitely something wrong here.

As for what the problem is, I can't tell for a while, it needs to be investigated.

After a while everyone walked to the village committee.

At this time, the production team no longer had a big pot of rice. Everyone relied on work points to exchange for food and tickets. However, in order to facilitate everyone to work together, Qingcun still had breakfast and lunch together. Only for dinner did everyone go back to their homes to find their mothers. .

When they arrived, most of the villagers were already having breakfast.

The village chief had set aside a table for them early, not to mention it was quite sumptuous.

However, compared to the sumptuous breakfast, the expressions of the people in the village were richer at this time.

If they didn't know the story of the haunted house, they would simply interpret the men's expressions as indicating they were curious about the medical team. But after knowing the story of the haunted house, the expressions of the villagers are worth pondering.

This was obviously an expression of curiosity about whether the idiots would be okay after staying in the haunted house for a night.

Song Wei curled her lips with interest.

Sure enough, the village chief thought he had no flaws and said with a smile: "I wonder how everyone slept last night?"

Liu Yu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and answered officially: "It's okay, pretty good."

"That's good, that's good." The village chief smiled with relief.

At this moment, a female voice sounded.

"Dr. Liu, is there nothing strange happening in your room?" It was Song Wei, she asked with a puzzled look on her face.

The scene fell silent, and everyone seemed to be holding their breath waiting for her next words.

Song Wei didn't show off and continued in a lowered voice.

"It's strange to say that last night when I was sleeping, I always felt a cold wind blowing toward my ears. When I was washing, I felt like there were a pair of eyes staring in the dark."

"!"

As soon as these words came out, one of the village cadres' hands shook and he dropped his chopsticks.

The eyes of the medical team all looked over.

This is a thin old man who looks just like an ordinary farmer.

Facing everyone's gaze, he smiled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry my hand slipped, um...you guys keep talking."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks and wiped them on his clothes casually without any pretense.

"Hahaha, Director Zhou's hand cramped early in the morning. He must have had a stiff neck last night, right?" The village chief came to his rescue.

"Yeah, I'm getting older haha..." Director Zhou replied with a smile.

The two of them sang and harmonized in perfect harmony.

However, the people on the medical team were staring at the uncle more and more.

Oh?

director?

Still surnamed Zhou?

Could it be Zhou Fang's father, the future heir of Comrade Ning Yun who committed suicide? ? ?

Seeing that their eyes were still on Director Zhou, the village party secretary couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong with everyone? Why are they all looking at Director Zhou?"

"Oh, we... have an occupational disease. I heard Director Zhou say that he had a stiff neck due to his age, so he unconsciously glanced at him." Song Wei laughed and made a rescue.

Others nodded.

"I see."

"I thought something was wrong...hehe."

The village cadres unconsciously wiped the non-existent cold sweat from their foreheads.

Director Zhou also waved his hand: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way. I'll just find someone to pinch it later. You don't have to worry about me if you continue to chat."

At first, everyone didn't think it was anything, but looking at the appearance of these village cadres, they became more and more suspicious.

Is there really a secret behind Comrade Ning Yun's death?

Although they are not police officers, since they wear this military uniform, they have the responsibility to protect the people. If this happened to them, how can they feel at ease if they don't get to the bottom of it?

Ever since, the people from the medical team spoke again.

But this time it was not Song Wei or the outgoing Yanni who spoke, but Xinni, who was afraid of ghosts.

She looked trembling and said, "Did Dr. Song also feel the cold air? I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom last night, and I heard faint crying. I thought it was a night owl, but it doesn't sound like that..." "

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Song Wei's mouth twitched. This girl was really good at blowing. She got up and went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and heard crying... Her head didn't come out of the quilt at all, right?

But just because they knew it didn't mean that the village cadres knew it. Seeing how Xin Ni looked half scared and three parts trembling, everyone believed her, and their expressions didn't look very good.

"It shouldn't be that evil, maybe I heard it wrong." Song Wei spoke again.

Soon, the village party secretary was the first to come back to his senses and smiled: "Yes, yes, I must have heard it wrong. This cry is actually a cat meowing. Spring and summer are the time when cats make noise, and it can be annoying at night. Yes, it’s normal for you to be scared when you first come here.”

"Yes, yes, the village party secretary is right!"

"The cats here are very noisy and it's really annoying!"

"That's good, as long as someone is crying next door." Song Wei continued to pave the steps.

"How is it possible? The educated youths living next door to you are the progressive elements and activists in the village. They can only bleed but not shed tears. If you don't believe me, I will come to them. Just ask."

As he said this, he actually called a few educated youths: "Did any of you cry in the room last night?"

"No. What's wrong?" The educated youths looked at each other.

Liu Yueyue couldn't help but laugh: "Party secretary, we are doing farm work and weaving during the day. We are exhausted. If we don't just fall asleep, how can we have time to cry at night?"

"Yes, we went to bed early."

"Speaking of crying, have you heard the night owl laughing? I didn't get used to it when I first came here. Listening to the cat meowing every day felt like a child crying. Once I got used to it, it was nothing."

These educated youths are very capable and say exactly what the village cadres want to hear.

After the educated youth finished speaking, the village cadre smiled: "Look, it's a false alarm, don't scare yourself."

"It's okay if it's not, we don't take it too seriously anyway."

Song Wei didn't hold on to her, she just let it go when she felt good.

Anyway, there are still three days left, take your time, you can’t become fat in one sitting.

After breakfast, the free clinic officially started.

Yesterday, Song Wei's statement that having a boy or a girl was a male problem was so shocking that the men in the village did not go to her for consultation.

As for the women, the older ones naturally swarmed to Liu Yu's side. Only some who were young or married were too embarrassed to find a male doctor, so they reluctantly sat next to Song Wei, but there were only a few people there.

Soon she saw all the people here. Song Wei looked around. Yanni Xinni was busy cooperating with Liu Yu, while Lu Jiu was missing.

She was bored, so she got up and walked outside.

Everyone was happy to see her leave.

In the eyes of the villagers, Song Wei is just a little girl who comes to have fun. Although she is not a quack doctor, she certainly doesn't have any real skills. If she were here, they would be worried that Liu Yu would send a group of people to her clinic. She left. Just right.