A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan looked at him strangely, and asked suspiciously: "Why can't you make a decision? If you want to go, then go, if you don't want to go, then don't go."

A look of hesitation appeared on Yuan Wenxuan's face, and he said slowly: "The place Doctor Shi is going to is a bit far from here, besides, the disease...is smallpox."

Hearing the word "smallpox", Song Qinghan subconsciously asked the memory of a few days ago, "Moshang?"

When they were looking for a house before, they ran into a farmer delivering goat milk. They learned that if they want to buy sheep, they have to go to Moshang, but now Moshang is closed because of smallpox. Take a look, who would have guessed that so many things happened later, so he left this matter behind. Now it seems that it is possible that God is guiding him in the dark?

Wu Dahu heard it from the side, and seeing Song Qinghan's ready to move expression, he knew that he had the idea of ​​going with him, so he said to Yuan Wenxuan: "Why does Doctor Shi suddenly want to go to Moshang for consultation?" ? Doesn't he know the dangers of smallpox?"

Yuan Wenxuan said honestly: "A female man rushed into the Huichun Hall today, saying that he came from the desert. Although he lived with a smallpox patient, he was not infected with smallpox, so he wanted to let the doctor outside see if he could Find a way to rescue Master Mo from him. He has not been able to find a doctor who is willing to go to Mo with him all the way. He is physically and mentally exhausted and looks haggard. If this continues, he will die in a few days. Doctor Shi couldn't bear it, so he agreed to go to Moshang with him."

"But although he agreed, Dr. Shi didn't intend to really go to Moshang. He planned to stop at the nearest town to Moshang. Then the female man would bring the people inside out to see if he could do it. Find a cure for smallpox."

Song Qinghan nodded understandingly. After all, even a doctor whose mission is to save patients and cure diseases must also consider his own safety. Otherwise, if the disease is not cured, he will take his own life. Although it is noble to say, it is a bit too regrettable.

He glanced at Wu Dahu, wondering if he should speak.

Wu Dahu patted Xiao Shitou on the back, and said softly: "If you want to go, then go, I will take care of Xiao Shitou."

Imagining the scene of Wu Dahu taking the little stone to the martial arts gym, Song Qinghan couldn't bear it in his heart, but if he was asked to take the little stone to take risks, he would never want to. The resistance of a child is the same as that of an adult. It's a huge difference. Even if he is a doctor, his ability to prevent diseases is higher than that of ordinary people, but it doesn't mean that he won't be negligent.

If Xiao Shitou had something wrong because of his negligence, even if Wu Dahu didn't blame him, he couldn't forgive himself.

But just give up and go to Moshang... According to the original Wenxuan, the male and female who survived the smallpox may die at any time due to physical and mental exhaustion. If such a person who is immune to smallpox is lost, the next one will not know what to do Only then will it appear.

Seeing the unpredictable expression on Song Qinghan's face, Wu Dahu knew that he must be entangled in his heart, so he said: "Xiao Lin and Xu Ziyu have no time to target me now, I have a separate martial arts hall in the martial arts hall. After the little stone is brought over, let Lao He help to watch it, it won't have any effect."

After hesitating for a while, Song Qinghan finally nodded in agreement, and said in a deep voice, "Okay! Then I'll go there. If I can save those who are infected with smallpox, it will be a blessing for Xiaoshi!"

Seeing that Song Qinghan was about to go, Yuan Wenxuan no longer struggled, nodded quickly and said: "Then I will tell Doctor Shi the good news tomorrow, I believe he will be very happy when he knows that Master is going!"

In his eyes, his master is much more powerful than Dr. Shi, and he would still be a little bit worried if he followed Dr. Shi to a place full of unknown dangers, but following Song Qinghan, he felt like he had taken a reassurance. worries.

The four of them had dinner, and after Song Qinghan and Yuan Wenxuan packed their luggage, the family rested early.

On the second day, although Song Qinghan hadn't set off yet, in order to get used to the feeling of raising a child by himself, Wu Dahu had been holding Xiao Shishi since he got up, and after feeding him rice cereal, he took him into the room together. Two funeral halls.

Since Xu Ziyu and Xiao Lin stopped making trouble for Wu Dahu, the people in the Liangyi Hall felt a little awe when they faced Wu Dahu, so when they saw Wu Dahu come in with a cute little baby in his arms today, they were immediately shocked. Intense discussions erupted.

"That's Wu Dahu's child? Why did he bring the child to practice martial arts? Where's his husband?"

"Who knows? Maybe he ran away with someone!"

"No way, this Wu Dahu is a capable person, as long as a woman with a little brain will not leave him at this time, but if it is a quarrel, I still believe it!"

"..."

When He Wenli came in, he heard all their discussions, his expression changed, and he hurried to the back hall. Seeing Wu Dahu putting a baby on the table, he took a breath, and wanted to teach him a lesson. But when he saw Xiao Shitou's smiling face, he forgot what he was going to say for a moment, stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Shitou, and coaxed, "My dear, your father is so cruel that he is willing to put you on the table to freeze our poor little boy." What about baby?"

Little Stone smelled an unfamiliar smell, and struggled a bit at first, but seeing He Wenli's mouth opening and closing, he giggled, stretched out his short hand, and seemed to want to pinch his mouth tightly.

Seeing that the two of them were having fun, Wu Dahu picked up his spear and started today's practice.

At noon, He Wenli thought that Wu Dahu was going to bring Xiaoshi home, but he was still a little bit reluctant. Seeing him pick up Xiaoshi and go to the kitchen, he ran forward in surprise, and asked curiously: "Aren't you going back? What's the matter? Don't you need to cook for Fulang?"

Wu Dahu nodded, put the little stone into He Wenli's arms, bent down to prepare the meal, and said, "Little stone wants to eat rice paste."

He Wenli smiled angrily when he saw that he had become the hands-free shopkeeper, but he looked down at the innocent little stone, and immediately relented, and urged the kitchen staff to prepare the rice noodles quickly.

When He Wenli brought the rice cereal over, Wu Dahu had just finished his portion of the meal. He reached out to take the little stone, nodded and said, "Thank you."

Seeing him carefully feeding the small stones, He Wenli snorted twice, and finally calmed down. He wanted to ask him where his husband had gone, but felt that this question would hurt people's scars, so he held back for a long time, and said: " If you can't take care of Xiaoshi by yourself, you can let me take it home, my family is quite experienced in this regard."

Wu Dahu smiled. Seeing that He Wenli really liked Xiao Shitou, he let out a "Yeah", relieved, and agreed, "Okay, I'll show it tonight, but if it doesn't work, I'll leave it to you tomorrow."

In the evening, Song Qinghan stood anxiously at the door waiting for Wu Dahu to come back. Seeing that although his face was tired, his expression was the same as before. He relaxed his shoulders, patted his chest and said, "I thought it was two people waiting to come back." Where's the dusty 'beggar', isn't Little Shitou crying today?"

As he spoke, he reached out and hugged the little stone, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

Thinking back to the beginning, I only regarded the things in my stomach as the products left by the original body, and I didn't have the slightest sense of responsibility in my heart. I didn't expect that even being separated from Xiao Shitou for a day would feel extremely tortured.

Before he knew it, he had completely integrated into this place and became a real "Song Qinghan".

After a night of nothing, the next morning, Song Qinghan finally set off for the desert with Yuan Wenxuan after seeing off Wu Dahu and his son.

They didn't have many companions this time, only Doctor Shi, Doctor Shi's servant and the man and woman who escaped from the desert.

From Dr. Shi's mouth, Song Qinghan learned that the female man was Xia Yunfei, who turned out to be a feed laborer in the sheep farm, and was responsible for regularly feeding the sheep in the sheep farm.

But according to Xia Yunfei himself, there were two cows in their sheep farm, otherwise Song Qinghan would have wondered if he had been inoculated with cowpox by accident.

The reason why Xia Yunfei looks sleepy is not only because he has been running around, but also because he tightly wrapped all his exposed skin with cloth strips, including his neck and face, as if he was very afraid of being seen It's like your "true face".

Song Qinghan knew that there must be ulcerated spots on his skin covered under the cloth strips. If he wanted to inoculate cowpox, he had to take pus from these places and inject them into the smallpox patients.

So he softly said to Xia Yunfei: "Remove the cloth strips from your body, I want to see what made you survive."

Xia Yunfei glanced at Dr. Shi, saw him nod his head, and there was a flash of struggle on his face, he slowly stretched out his hand, untied the excess cloth strips on his body, and exposed those bumpy skin to the sun.

Probably because he hadn't been looked at like this for a long time, Xia Yunfei looked very uncomfortable, fidgeting, if there was a crack in the ground, maybe he had already slipped in.

Song Qinghan picked up his hand, saw traces of ointment on his ulcer, frowned and said, "How long have you been applying this medicine?"

Seeing that Xia Yunfei was a little bit embarrassed, Dr. Shi interjected and explained, "I asked him to wipe it since he came to Huichun Hall, but what's wrong?"

Song Qinghan nodded, and said bluntly: "Since he can avoid... from the scourge of smallpox, it is natural to let him keep his appearance when he just came out of the desert, so that it will be convenient for the doctor to find the root cause , such as these ulcers, what if the secret to curing smallpox is hidden here?"

After listening to his words, Dr. Shi fell into deep thought, pondered for a long time before showing a suddenly realized expression, nodded and said: "That's true, but I didn't think it through."

On the contrary, Yuan Wenxuan still didn't understand, and asked directly: "Festering is a disease, how could there be a secret to cure smallpox?"