Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

At the beginning of "Ball of Suet", a prostitute named Ball of Suet flees with a group of nobles.At that time, none of the nobles brought any food, so Ball-of-Fat shared with them the three-day food he had brought.

Later, their carriage was seized by the invaders, who wanted Ball-of-Fat to stay with him overnight.

Ball-of-Fat disagreed, and the nobles who were traveling with her used various methods to force her. In the end, Ball-of-Fat could only sacrifice herself for the benefit of everyone.

The next day, the carriage was released, and the nobles brought enough food, but Ball-of-Fat had no time to prepare anything.

No one gave her food, so she could only whine in the carriage hungry.

When Mu Qiong read this story for the first time, he was still young, but he was only eleven or twelve years old. There were many things in it that he could not understand, but at the end he saw those nobles eating and drinking in the carriage, while Suet was hungry. When he was crying, he was still very uncomfortable, and he was depressed for a long time.

Later, when he grew up, he found the original version of this book, and combined with the history at that time, he had more feelings.

There is always a reason why such a highly praised work is admired by others. Every word said by each person in it is just right, and the face of the noble is vividly portrayed.

Speaking of which, he couldn’t do that by writing his own novels.

Mu Qiong thought of the novel "Ball of Fat" when these volunteers didn't bring food, but he didn't plan to talk about it at the beginning. Sarcastic them.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it didn't matter.

He is not Suifou, and these students are not those nobles. If someone really wants to be right, then there is probably something wrong with this person himself.

Moreover... These students seem to have never experienced anything, and they don't know enough about the free clinic, so that they made it like an outing when they came out for the free clinic this time. Mu Qiong felt that it was necessary to pour cold water on them.

Judging from what he saw and heard when he helped Fu Yun'an a few days ago, the free clinic this time might not be easy.

"I read this novel by accident. The things written in it are a bit similar to what we encountered today, so I remembered to talk about it." Mu Qiong explained: "Of course, the novel is not related to our real situation. Still different."

Mu Qiong was deeply impressed by "Ball of Fat", but it would be impossible to narrate it according to the narration. However, he is an author himself, so he can naturally tell it vividly and interestingly.

These students listened very carefully.

At the beginning of the talk, they were indeed a little uncomfortable, and some people were ashamed, but after the talk, they didn't have any time to think about it, and only cared about being angry with the behavior of those nobles.

At the end of the talk, the two girls even cried.

After Mu Qiong finished telling the story, the person who asked Mu Qiong which school he studied in said to Mu Qiong: "Your story is very good. It's the first time I've heard this story...I looked down on you a little bit before. I apologize for my previous behavior."

"I also apologize to you." Another person said: "I also made a mistake. When I watched "Study Abroad", I was always angry that those foreigners looked down on Jiang Zhenguo, but in fact, sometimes I am like this."

"Thank you for the food before." The two girls also thanked.

Mu Qiong thinks that in this era, these young people full of ideals are quite cute: "Speaking of which, I am also wrong. I can actually tell other stories, but I still tell this one."

After everyone talked, they started chatting again, and it was only then that Mu Qiong knew that these students all came from church schools all the way.

That's right, if they didn't have the foundation laid since childhood, how could they get into Aurora University?You know, at Aurora University, many teachers teach in French directly.

"I think you think the free clinic is a little easier, but actually it's not easy to do a free clinic." Mu Qiong didn't talk about his past, but he talked about some things he encountered when he was helping Fu Yun'an a few days ago, Also talked about the life of some poor people.

Those were all he heard from the patients when he chatted with Fu Yun'an's patients.

These college students listened very carefully, and their expressions became serious.

And the carriage finally reached their destination in the evening.

That is a village.

This village is not located on the coast, the land in the village is very fertile, and there are few local natural disasters, so the annual harvest is basically not bad.

But the life of the people in the village is not good. After all, not every household has land. Even if they do have land... How much food can they collect left when the taxes of various names are suppressed?

What's more, just because the land here is relatively fertile, there are many people living here. When there are more people, the land will become less.

As a result, the lives of the people will naturally become more difficult.

Gongji Hospital decided to give a free clinic here, and it was contacted by the son of a landlord here.This man was named Lin Shoufu. During his study in Shanghai, he went to Gongji Hospital for medical treatment due to illness. He met Dr. Mary. After he talked about the situation in his hometown, Dr. Mary made it one of the destinations for free clinics.

Lin Shoufu had already returned home early and prepared a room for them.

His family was a landlord, but because they didn't run any business, they didn't get rich there, so their house was not big and there weren't many rooms, so they could only vacate three vacant rooms.

One room for Edward, one room for Dr. Mary and her assistant, one room for Fu Yunan and his assistant, and it is difficult for others to arrange.

And this is mainly because he didn't know that there would be some volunteers coming.

The coachman can live in the Lin family's house for the long-term workers, but those volunteers...

"My family and I can borrow from relatives." Lin Shoufu said.These volunteers are all students of Aurora University, and he did not dare to neglect them.

"No, we can borrow it." One of the volunteers said, and others responded, but Lin Shoufu didn't agree, and insisted on giving up his house.

The Lin family had given up the best room, and the remaining rooms were not much better, and there were only three of them.

In the end, two female volunteers shared one room, and Mu Qiong and four other male volunteers shared two rooms—they used a stool and door panels to make a small bed in a larger bedroom, so they could live in more one person.

This kind of bed is very familiar, Mu Qiong directly chose to sleep alone in the small bed, and then took out the mattress and quilt he brought to spread on it.

"Can this door panel be used for sleeping... Do you want me to change it with you?" A male volunteer in the same room asked Mu Qiong.

"I've slept in this kind of bed before." Mu Qiong chuckled, "I've been used to it for a long time."

Hearing that, the man immediately showed sympathy.

Everyone put away their luggage before going to dinner.

This day's dinner was quite hearty, including boiled chicken, egg drop soup made with chicken broth, braised fish and some stir-fried vegetables.

Of course, it didn't taste good at all.

But everyone was hungry, but they ate happily.

The living conditions of the free clinic were much better than Mu Qiong imagined, and he was relieved a lot, but the facts proved that he was relieved too early.

He told the volunteers that the free clinic is not easy, but in fact, the free clinic is not just "not easy".

That night, not long after everyone fell asleep, someone knocked on the door of Lin's house.

"Doctor, doctor, please help me, please help me."

It was a woman who knocked on the door, her voice was shrill, and there were other voices from time to time.

The two male volunteers in Mu Qiong's room woke up in a daze and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'll go and have a look." Mu Qiong sat up, put on a cotton coat and went out.

As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw Fu Yun'an, Edward and Dr. Mary also coming out of the room.

Edward was a missionary who came to China not long ago. He couldn't speak Chinese, and he didn't understand what the women outside said. He only said in English: "My God, what happened?"

"Someone is sick." Fu Yun'an replied and opened the door.

Only then did they realize that there were already people queuing up at the door. As for the one knocking on the door and crying, it was a woman in her thirties, holding a child with a big belly in her arms. This child looked very bad. .

"I'm sorry, I told them that you will start the free clinic tomorrow, but the child doesn't look well, so his mother is more anxious." Lin Shoufu hurried over with a villager, apologetic.

Fu Yun'an didn't talk to him, and had already looked at the child's situation, while Mu Qiong asked the woman what happened to the child.

"He was fine at first, but when he came back from playing outside on the fifth day of the fifth day, he suddenly complained of a stomachache. I soaked him in brown sugar water and drank it, but it didn't help. He even vomited, and the pain has continued until now, and his stomach has grown bigger." Child mother cried.

The child's complexion was black and blue, and he had already exhaled more air than breathed in. Fu Yun'an stood up and shook his head: "It should be appendicitis, and it is hopeless."

Mu Qiong was taken aback.

Appendicitis is a very common disease in modern times. If you get it, you can take a week off and go to the hospital for an operation, and you will be fine.

But in this era, it will kill people.

Some people are in good health but not serious, maybe take some traditional Chinese medicine, and they can handle it by themselves, but once it is serious... Chinese medicine can't cure it.

Western medicine can already perform surgery, but it is necessary to find a western doctor early to perform surgery, and because there is no antibiotics, there is still a risk of infection.

But now, the child's illness has reached the advanced stage... I'm afraid it has already rotted through the stomach.

"What did you say?" The woman didn't know whether she couldn't understand Fu Yun'an's not-so-standard Shanghai dialect, or she didn't want to understand it, so she asked.

"Sorry, we can't cure him." Fu Yun'an said, it was really too late when he saw this child... Now this child is almost out of breath.

"No, this kid ate a bowl of wontons this morning. He didn't complain of pain when he ate it. He said it was much better..." The woman said, tears falling from her eyes. : "He has long wanted to eat wontons and steamed buns from Fatty Liu's house. I bought him a bowl, but he insisted on letting me eat two..."

As she spoke, she hugged the child tightly.

The child's hands and feet twitched, and there was no movement in her arms.

Mu Qiong's heart sank.

The night was very dark, and there was no red lantern lighting at the gate of the house, so it was very, very dark, and people couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

In the night, there was only the sound of the woman crying, and suddenly, the man standing beside her also cried, and then, Edward and Dr. Mary prayed together.

By the time a few volunteers got dressed and came out, the dust had settled.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your rest." Lin Shoufu said: "Sister-in-law Zhou gave birth to four children and raised this one. Now... alas!"

"Call the patients in, let's show them before going to bed," Dr. Fu said.

The patients who had planned to stand in line all night were called into the main room, where candles were lit again.

Only then did Mu Qiong notice that Edward and Dr. Mary must have got up in a hurry, and their clothes were a bit messy, but Dr. Fu was neatly dressed.

The patients were soon in the house.

When I was in Shanghai, all the patients who came to see Dr. Fu were injured, but the patients here have everything.

There was a middle-aged man who said that he had suffered from chest pain for many years, and he was always coughing and breathless... Dr. Fu asked carefully, and after examining his chest, he knew that he had broken his ribs about many years ago. The ribs also punctured the lungs.

This requires surgery.

The middle-aged man heard that an operation was going to be performed, and the operation was still dangerous, so he left anyway.

There was another old man who couldn't walk... Both of his legs were deformed.

As for those people who hunched over and walked straight at a right angle, they didn't even think it was a disease. What they came to see was often their own other problems.

For example, the toes of the feet are rotten, or the stomach always hurts.

There is also a child with a big head and a big belly, not much flesh on his body, and knee pain and leg cramps... This child is actually in good physical condition. If it weren't for this, he might not be able to survive—he just ate too little, Severely malnourished.

At that time, Western medicine lacked equipment and medicines, and many diseases could not be cured. However, this kind of free clinic has cured many patients after all.

Mu Qiong skillfully helped Fu Yun'an, but the volunteers didn't know what to do. Several of them stood by the side blankly, already dazed.

Mu Qiong is actually not much better than them.

In his previous life, he had seen some documentaries on Africa or the impoverished mountainous areas in China. He knew that there are many poor people in this world, some of whom cannot even drink clean water, but he was still shocked by being in such an environment. up.

In particular, he is very clear that the lives of the people in this village are actually quite good. At this time, many people in other places are going through wars.

How are those people's lives going?

Mu Qiong was shocked. Living in this era of information occlusion, the volunteers who grew up in ivory towers since childhood can imagine how much they have been impacted.

After all, there were not many people queuing up at night, and everyone could go to sleep until midnight. At that time, Mu Qiong noticed that the eyes of several volunteers were already red.

I woke up early the next morning, and my breakfast was white rice porridge, pickles, and fried dough sticks cut into small pieces.

They ate at will, and got busy again.

Most of the people who came for treatment the day before were men and children. Even if there were women, they just followed. But today, during the day, a woman came here.

She communicated with a female volunteer in a low voice, and finally entered a room with Dr. Mary and the female volunteer. When she came out again, Mu Qiong heard Dr. Mary say in French: "Her uterus has been Completely prolapsed, all out of the body, she should refrain from labor, stay in bed..."

Mu Qiong understood, and looked at the woman in her 30s who came to the doctor with a hoe and carried a one-year-old child on her back, speechless.

What can he say?

He thought that when he first came here, the three of them were already poor enough, but in fact they were not at all.

They have no way to treat many diseases, but those who come to treat them are still very grateful to them.

In their yard, there has been a large group of children gathering. These children have snotty noses, wear tattered clothes, and their shoes are always ill-fitting and broken.

Missionary Edward would distribute candy to these children and preach to them in extremely unproficient Chinese. When these children took the candy, even if they could not understand, they listened very carefully one by one.

Mu Qiong and the others have been busy for a whole day, and they don't have a moment to spare, but compared to their physical exhaustion, they are more tired in their hearts.

Especially Moo Joon.

There used to be a writer and thinker whom Mu Qiong admired very much. In this era, he abandoned medicine for literature because he felt that studying medicine would not save too many people.

Moo-joon can understand him.

If he studied medicine, he could not save too many people by himself, but when he wrote articles, he awakened many people with his articles.

It's just that he is different from this great man, he is from modern times.

He has never studied medicine, and he actually doesn't know much about medicine, but in the modern age, he knows a lot of things that are common sense to him, but advanced medical knowledge in this era.

After finishing his work that night, Mu Qiong opened his notebook in the room.

He brought a notebook and two pens. He originally wanted to read and write more and collect materials to write his own novel, but after seeing the current situation in the countryside, he didn't know what to write.

Many of the people who came here for treatment came from long distances, and most of them suffered from chronic diseases, because those who had acute or serious diseases had already died.

The old man he met here was actually only in his 40s, and it was already something worth celebrating to live to be 50 years old.

They lived in Lin Shoufu's home, and Lin Shoufu tried to buy chicken or meat for them every day, but the children in the village... picked up the chicken bones they threw away and gnawed, and they didn't feel wrong at all.

Mu Qiong suddenly understood why there are so many people in this era, even if they lose their lives, they still have to shout something.

What he saw was just the tip of the iceberg, but he already felt icy cold.

Mu Qiong thought for a long time, and finally wrote the five words "I am in a hundred years" in the notebook.

He can still write "Seeking Doctor", but besides "Seeking Doctor", he also wants to write something else.

In his previous life, he had experienced too little. Thinking has always been his weakness. He is not good at writing prose or poetry. brain.

And those, he could try to write.

Having come to this era, having witnessed this era, he will always do something.

Mu Qiong intends to write about a person from the Republic of China, who has traveled a hundred years later.

A hundred years later, he saw the prosperity of the country, the well-being of the people, the support of the old, and the support of the young.

There, people may complain a lot about the hospital, but at least ordinary people don’t have to worry about getting appendicitis or dying after giving birth.

Because, at that time, many medicines already existed, as well as antibiotics.

Mu Qiong thought for a long time and closed the notebook again.

He has to get up early tomorrow, and he doesn't have the energy to write now.

What's more... If he really wants to write this novel, he doesn't expect to get a manuscript fee, and he has to change his pen name.

Even if he changed his pseudonym, he still had to write everything as if it were imaginary, without involving politics at all.

He is still timid after all.