Except for taking a quarter of an hour to clean their hands during lunch, the doctors almost never took a break and were always seeing patients. But even so, the number of patients queuing in front of the medical shed could not be seen to decrease. After seeing each one, another one would always come in.
Man Bao was slower than Doctor Ji and the others, not only because of experience, but also because she liked giving needles to patients.
If there were special needs, she would take them to the medical shed and untie them. For those who could only pierce their hands and feet, especially the wrists, as long as they agreed, she would pierce them and let them wait aside.
In fact, the female patients who come here to see a doctor do not have such high requirements, so they are still willing to only show their arms, because they are already ragged.
Therefore, they did not leave even after Dr. Zhou gave him an injection. They did not even try to grab the few stools, but simply sat down on the open space next to him.
The medical shed in Manbao is the most remote one. There is a stretch of open space on the left, and beyond that is the place where people line up to get medicinal materials.
So at noon, when Manbao was eating the lunch sent by the county government, there were many women with needles sitting next door.
Man Bao brought the meal and sat next to them and asked, "What do you have for lunch?"
A woman smiled and said: "Many good people have set up a porridge stall not far from the city gate. After we grab the medicine, we will go there to get a bowl of porridge to eat. No matter what happens, we will still have a handful of rice at home."
Man Bao nodded with confidence and said: "You have many problems, but in the final analysis, you still don't eat enough. It's not easy to eat. You don't need to eat more when you go back, but it's best to have three meals a day on time.
You can cure diseases by taking medicine, but your body must be nourished by grains."
"What the young doctor said is right. Looking at those people who are not sick or suffering from disasters, if nothing else, there must be no shortage of food at home."
The woman on the side almost shed tears and said: "How can it be so easy to have enough to eat? If you don't have land, you can wash clothes for others. If the man in the family earns his life and works for others, he will not starve to death."
That’s all.”
Man Bao asked: "Didn't Magistrate Tang allocate land to you?"
The woman wiped her tears and said, "We registered late, and the people in front of us were all separated."
Man Bao was stunned, "Then, what should you do?"
The woman looked around and felt that Man Bao looked kind, so she lowered her voice and said, "We told the little doctor, but the little doctor shouldn't spread the word to us."
Manbao nodded.
The woman then whispered: "We plan to see a doctor and get medicine, and then we will understand the wishes of the kind people who are giving porridge, and then we will change places. We will not need this book."
Yes, I became a refugee again.
Man Bao felt sorry for Magistrate Tang in his heart, and then asked her quietly, "Then have you decided where to go?"
"Let's go north. It's far away from the capital. It's a big place and there are many noble people. Maybe we can meet these kind people again. We'll come back after the New Year and the limelight is gone."
Man Bao: "...You guys are still coming back."
"Of course we have to come back. Our ancestors are all from Yizhou, and we know this place best. People who have left home are humble. Although we don't have any land at the moment, we have relatives and friends here at least when we come back. Everyone helps each other, and we can always help each other in difficult times.
Live." The woman said: "And maybe next time the Tang County magistrate has wasteland again, he can allocate it to us?"
Man Bao couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
The woman smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed, "Do you think our plan is good, too, young doctor?"
Man Bao asked: "Is this the plan of those who have not been allocated land?"
"More or less, there are some people who are reluctant to leave," the woman said, "Anyway, Magistrate Tang said that registered refugees will not have to pay taxes for the first two years, but it is not certain whether they will be allocated land after these two years."
"Then you haven't thought about occupying a piece of land in the wild to open up wasteland?"
"Oh, how can it be so easy?" the patients who gathered around said in a hurry, "This wild place is said to be a wasteland, but it may be the territory of some noble family. I have a big family."
My aunt, a nephew of her brother-in-law, was beaten to death just because he opened up a three-thirds of wasteland at the foot of Mount Dafu."
"Dafu Mountain is full of miscellaneous trees. I have never heard of which family owns the mountain before. Who knows that it actually has an owner, so even if I was beaten to death, my death was in vain. My family didn't even dare to sue the officials, so they just used grass
He was buried after just one roll, and everyone in the family was about to cry to death."
Man Bao was stunned and asked: "Whose mountain is Dafu Mountain? Even if it is a wasteland, just drive it away, why do you need to kill people?"
"I heard that it is the land of a high official, and the owner is an official in the palace. Think about it, who is the prince? That is Longzi. If you can be an official next to Longzi, isn't he a high official? Who?
Dare you offend him?"
Manbao fell silent and said after a long time: "Why don't you go to Luojiang County together to have a look."
"Luojiang County?"
Man Bao nodded and looked around guiltily. She was no longer Wu Xia Ameng. She knew the importance of population to a county and an official, so she felt a little guilty. But when she saw that besides her patients, she was still her patient.
Then he whispered: "I am from Luojiang County. Our Magistrate Yang is very good at resettling the refugees. Although our place is remote, with many mountains and poor people, there are few people. If you go, I dare not say that you will be divided into twenty and thirty."
acres of land, but there should be quite a lot of five or ten acres, and Magistrate Yang is kind-hearted, and he also likes to give tax exemptions to the refugees, so you might be able to settle down if you go."
None of the patients around him spoke.
Manbao continued: "Although Luojiang County is not as prosperous as Yizhou, it is better than Yizhou. Moreover, the distance between the two places is not far. It only takes two days for you to walk. During the holidays, if you want to come back to visit relatives
It only takes two days to visit a friend. If you are willing to spend money, you can take a passing caravan with only a few dozen coins and come back in one day."
Several women became excited and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Is the magistrate of your county so good?"
Man Bao nodded and whispered: "It's better than Magistrate Tang."
Several patients who couldn't help but feel moved in their hearts, looked at each other and then looked away one after another.
They began to flee three years ago, fled to far away places, and then came back with great effort. They had never seen any officials, but they could feel where the officials were good and where the officials were bad.
In their opinion, Magistrate Tang was considered a very good official.
But there are actually better officials in the world than Magistrate Tang...
They were a little worried, "Didn't the little doctor lie to us?"
Man Bao said: "What did I lie to you for?"
Yes, what can she do to lie to them?
Everyone cheered up and changed the topic, "Little doctor, can you think of my illness?"
"Yes, just take medicine on time and take good care of yourself."
When the patient heard this, he laughed happily.
Sure enough, Teacher Mo is right, psychological comfort is also very important for patients.