Now that Mrs. Ruan has said this, Yan Shiqing rolled her eyes and said simply: "My grandma and I can settle down here thanks to the help of the villagers. So we can just give it to you. No matter how much it is, we can give it to you."
Young Master, I will donate all of it to the village, whether it is used to buy land for the clan or to repair the ancestral hall, it is still considered my share."
Yan Shiqing said this beautifully, and both the villagers in Ruanjiakeng and Mrs. Ruan were extremely satisfied.
From Mrs. Ruan's point of view, she is giving back to the villagers in Ruanjiakeng.
As for the villagers in Ruanjiakeng, Yan Shiqing did this entirely for their sake and to bless their descendants. Whether it is for education or studying, it will be a good idea to use the land from the clan to buy their lives in the future.
Repairing the ancestral hall will benefit them anyway.
When Ruan Yang heard Yan Shiqing's words, he was very moved. He immediately said bluntly: "We from Ruanjiakeng have received this favor from Shiqing Girl. On behalf of the original residents of our village, I would like to thank Shiqing Girl.
Everyone, please listen to me. Since Dr. Yan wants vegetables, which are not worth a few cents anyway, I will distribute them. Starting from the time when her house was built, two families picked vegetables and went to help out every day. This is settled.
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The villagers in Ruanjiakeng, whether they are old or young, couples, always have children at home, or are about to have children, and are very excited about being able to read and read.
No matter how long they can read, as long as they can simply read a letter and write their name, and not be deceived when they go out, they will be satisfied.
"Okay, village chief, we have no objection!"
"Thank you, Doctor Yan!"
"Thank you, Doctor Yan!"
Yan Shiqing was a little embarrassed by so many people calling her "Miracle Doctor", so she cleared her throat and said, "It would be better if everyone calls me by my name. Don't keep calling me "Miracle Doctor", which makes me feel like I am not from this village.
Being left out.”
When the villagers in Ruanjiakeng heard this, they all looked at Ruan Yang.
Ruan Yang thought it was okay to call him the "miracle doctor" at first, but now that Yan Shiqing said it, he felt that it seemed a bit strange, so he said: "In this case, the older ones are called by their first names, and the younger ones are called sister regardless of their seniority."
After Yan Shiqing saw that the villagers had no objections, she added: "Ansheng and I are both doctors. We plan to open a medical clinic here in the ancestral hall. The price of medicinal materials will be similar to that of the shops in the town. We villagers in Ruanjiakeng
, there is no need to pay for the consultation.”
When the villagers in Ruanjiakeng heard that they would not be charged for medical treatment, everyone smiled happily.
In this way, medical treatment for people in their village is much cheaper and more convenient than for people in other villages. Even if the cost of medicine is the same, it is still appropriate. After all, their medicine also costs money.
"Thank you, Sister Shiqing!"
"Thank you Shiqing!"
There were also elderly people who knew Mrs. Ruan, who squeezed directly to her side and said, "You have raised a good granddaughter!"
"We in Ruanjiakeng are so lucky, thanks to you!"
The villagers in Ruanjiakeng were too enthusiastic, and Yan Shiqing was not used to being surrounded by others, so she winked at Ruan Ansheng and pulled Mrs. Ruan away.
After returning to her residence, Mrs. Ruan looked at her with a look of relief: "Qing'er, you did the right thing today! It's a pity that the villagers of Yangjia Village are not so lucky!"
Yan Shiqing heard her talk about Yangjiacun and said, "Grandma Wu said before that Aunt Juanzi and the others would move here. I guess after Sister Xiaoyun gets married, she should be able to come here."
When Mrs. Ruan heard this, she nodded, but her brows remained deeply furrowed.
When Yan Shiqing saw this, she knew that she was thinking about her children, so she pretended not to see them and said, "Grandma, are you optimistic about the future?"
After hearing this, Mrs. Ruan sighed quietly and then cheered up: "I have talked with some elderly people in the village in the past two days. They think that the eighth day of the Lunar New Year is a good day, and it is appropriate to start construction and build a house."
"It's the eighth day of the lunar month, there are only a few days left!"
As soon as she said this, Ruan Yang's voice came from the door: "Is the poetic girl here?"
Xiaowa had been guarding the door. Hearing Ruan Yang's knowing question, he glanced at the person next to him and said angrily: "Wait!"
Ruan Yang was a little scared of the little kid. He originally raised his foot to enter the door, but then retracted it without any hesitation.
Well, this house is full of women. Even if he is related and an elder, he is still a man after all. It is not good to rush in like this.
Yan Shiqing heard the sound and walked out of the hall. She looked at the door and saw only a carriage parked there. She didn't see who else was coming besides Ruan Yang.
Xiaowa walked to Yan Shiqing's side and whispered: "Master, the smell of blood is strong!"
Yan Shiqing glanced at her and then nodded: "Well, let me take a look first!"
Seeing this posture, Mrs. Ruan knew that she was here to seek medical treatment, so she didn't go forward.
Ruan Yang saw Yan Shiqing at the door and said, "This young master is here to seek medical treatment!"
"Village Chief, if you have something to do, go ahead and call An Sheng and Auntie over to help me!"
Ruan Ansheng is also a foreigner. Even though he is her apprentice, he is older than her and does not look like the same thing in the eyes of outsiders. But with Xiaohua here, it is different.
Ruan Yang knew that he couldn't help with this matter, so he nodded and left.
The driver of the car was a man in his early twenties. When he saw the person leaving, he turned over and faced Yan Shiqing. He first looked at her doubtfully, and then said, "Are you the doctor Yan whom everyone calls Miracle Doctor?"
People only say that she is a girl, and they don’t say her specific age, but she is a bit too young. Isn’t she just bragging?
Yan Shiqing saw the distrust in his eyes clearly, and her face darkened: "Little baby, close the door!"
Based on Xiaowa's intuition, she naturally didn't like Yan Shiqing coming into contact with him. When she heard this, she turned around and prepared to close the door.
Just as the door was about to close, a violent coughing sound suddenly came from inside the car, followed by a strong smell of blood.
The man's expression changed so darkly that he stretched out his hand to stop the door that was about to close: "Wait a minute!"
Seeing that the door could not be closed, the little boy secretly used his inner strength but saw that the door moved slightly and then stopped moving. His expression darkened and he shouted loudly: "What are you doing here? What's the purpose of coming here?"
The man didn't expect that such a master could be hidden in a mere rural place. He felt more and more that the people inside had great origins. Xu Zhen was a miracle doctor, so he said: "Our young master is here to seek medical treatment!"
Yan Shiqingxin, who came to seek medical treatment, said that in addition to the strong smell of blood, there was also a faint scent of medicine in the air.
The man only looked at Yan Shiqing, but didn't see her say anything. He took advantage of the little baby's unpreparedness, pushed the door open with a little force, and then knelt on the ground with one knee: "Please ask the miracle doctor to treat my young master!
"
Before Yan Shiqing agreed, she saw a corner of the carriage curtain was lifted, and a sickly and handsome face with a pale look poked out from it: "What should I do before I can be cured?"
There was still a drop of bright red blood hanging from the corner of his lips, and he looked deeply at Yan Shiqing with a pair of desolate eyes that seemed to see through the world, with a hint of despair in his voice.xdw8