The eldest son of the village chief shook his head with a wry smile. He also wanted an extra pack of medicine, but unfortunately he didn't have it. Liu Zhimo only gave so much, so he was embarrassed to go to Liu Zhimo to get it. It is not easy to think about the people in the village, so how can they spend so much money
If the villagers pay for it, the meaning will be different.
He sent all the medicines to the villagers before returning home.
As soon as he got home, the village chief asked him if he had distributed all the medicines
"Father, don't worry, I have given out all the medicines, and told them to fry them to drink." The eldest son of the village chief took off his coir raincoat, put it away, and continued, "Some of them asked me Is there any more medicine, and if there is more, give them some more."
As soon as he said this, the village head frowned, "You didn't confess to Zhimo, did you?" He knew that Liu Zhimo gave him the medicine directly to avoid trouble. If it is said, there will be no peace for the Mo family.
"No, no..." The eldest son of the village chief shook his head violently, "Without your order, I wouldn't have revealed this matter." If he dared to make a claim, his father would beat him to death.
When the village head heard what his son said, he nodded in satisfaction.
This is what he is most satisfied with his eldest son, he is willing to obey.
"Father, if there is really a plague, I don't think this medicine will be very effective. Would you like to ask Zhimo for some more?" The eldest son of the village chief asked tentatively.
As soon as he finished asking, he was scolded by the village head, "Do you think that people's inks come for nothing? Huh? If you want to ask others to take it, you can ask others to take it? If they are willing to give it, it is because they see it in the same place." The affection of the village, we can't take it for granted." He was afraid that his eldest son would have this kind of mentality, if this is true, it would be a big taboo, "Son, you Just remember it for me, don’t take other people’s contribution for granted, you know?”
The elder son of the village chief nodded his head receptively. He knew that his father was a wise man. If he hadn't listened to his father's advice, his family might not have survived this time.
It was also after this escape that he was convinced of his father.
Seeing the eldest son nodding his head in agreement, the village head was relieved. After a while, he sighed again and said that in two days, if the rain continued, he would have the cheek to ask Zhimo again. Let him help the villagers again. If the rain stops, it will be nothing.
"Okay, I'll listen to my father." The eldest son of the village head replied with a smile.
The village chief leaned against the door panel, watching the pouring rain outside, the worry in his heart made him unable to smile!
I hope God will not be so cruel and cut off the way of their common people.
It's a pity that God didn't hear the voices of the common people this time, and the rain continued, with a tendency to make up for the previous rain.
Now, the village chief couldn't stay still anymore, he took his coir raincoat and bamboo hat and was about to go out, regardless of the pouring rain that was still falling.
"Father, it's raining so hard, where are you going?" The eldest son of the village chief hurriedly stopped him and asked him nervously.
The village head looked up at the eldest son and said, "I don't think the rain will stop for a while. I want to go to Zhimo to get some medicine for the villagers to drink." What should be prevented should be prevented. In his lifetime, he really didn't want to watch the people in this village go extinct.
"Father, let me go!"
"No, I'll go!" The village chief shook his head and rejected the elder son's words. He came to ask for help, and he needed to be sincere.
The eldest son of the village chief gritted his teeth and asked the village chief to wait for him for a while, and he went with him.
The village head nodded, and when his son also put on his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, the two of them walked towards Liu Zhimo's house.
But the rain was so heavy that the two of them knocked on the door, but no one heard it after knocking for a long time.
It was Ah Huang who heard a sound with the tips of his ears, and ran to the study to find Liu Zhimo, and Liu Zhimo came out to open the door.
"Grandpa Village Chief, why are you here?" Liu Zhimo opened the door, saw the village chief and his eldest son, and asked in surprise, "Come in!"
Liu Zhimo greeted the village chief and his eldest son and entered the door, sat in the main room, poured tea and asked if they had business with him
If nothing happened, the village chief and the others would not have braved such heavy rain to find him.
The village head took a sip of hot tea, and his body felt warmer. He said a little embarrassedly, "Zhimo, I wonder if the doctor you mentioned is still at your house?"
"Here, who is sick?" Liu Zhimo responded, "Then I'll ask him to come out."
"No, no, no, it's not someone who is sick." The village chief stretched out his hand to hold Liu Zhimo, and was very pleased with Liu Zhimo's enthusiasm, "I came today to ask him to give the villagers another pair of plague prevention medicines." For the medicine, it’s just the medicine fee, which may have to be paid back later.”
As soon as Liu Zhimo heard about this matter, he sat down again, "Grandpa Village Chief, don't talk about those who don't pay for the medicine. They are villagers after all. Help if you can!" After a pause, " It's just that I don't know if there are so many medicines at home, I have to ask him."
When the village chief heard Liu Zhimo's answer, he rubbed his hands happily, "Then troublesome Mo, you should go ask the doctor, and I will thank you on behalf of the villagers." Is good.
Liu Zhimo smiled, and asked the village chief to wait for him in the main room, and he went to ask the doctor.
When he returned to the study, Li Qingling asked him who was here
"It's the village chief's grandpa and his eldest son who came here to ask grandpa to prescribe some medicine for the villagers."
Upon hearing this, Li Qingling hummed, "It is a blessing for the villagers to have such a person in Niutou Village!" She had a good impression of the village chief!
"Yes!" Liu Zhimo rubbed her head before turning to look at the old man, "Grandpa, I don't know how much medicine is left at home, is there enough to distribute to the villagers?" The health of the villagers is also good for them.
"It should be enough, I'll go and see."
Just as the village chief and his son were sitting in the main room feeling a little nervous, Liu Zhimo came out with a big bag of medicine.
He handed the medicine in his hand to the village head, and said with a smile on his face: "The people in the village are lucky, the medicine is just enough for this time." Of course, he still kept some at home.
The village head stood up excitedly, took the medicine from Liu Zhimo with trembling hands, "Thank you so much, thank you so much!" He dared to say that if other people had so many medicines , It is really not necessarily such a generous contribution.
Liu Zhimo has such a broad mind, which is really a blessing for the village.
"Grandpa Village Chief, you are too polite!"
The village chief reached out and patted Liu Zhimo's shoulder, and said with emotion in his heart, it is really a blessing that your parents have a son like you in their previous life!
After hearing this, Liu Zhimo smiled faintly.
"I'm rushing back to distribute medicine to the villagers now, so I won't tell you more! Let's talk about it when we have time."
"good…"
After Liu Zhimo sent the village head and his son out, he came back with some anxiety.
As soon as he stepped into the study, he couldn't wait to ask the old man, how likely is this plague to happen
The old man stretched out his hand to tangle his beard, frowned and said, "According to the past practice, probably!" This was also what he was worried about.
It seems that God really doesn't want the common people to live this year. First there was a drought, then there was a flood, one wave after another. Now the emperor's head hurts.
"Judging from the current situation, the flood should not be achieved, right?" Li Qingling put down the book in his hand, and said something lightly.
As soon as she finished speaking, the old man looked at her with deep contempt.
"Boy Mo, it's time for you to educate your little fiancée about the state of the country."
After hearing this, Liu Zhimo clenched his hand into a fist, put it near his mouth, coughed lightly, and said yes.
Before Li Qingling could reply, he began to spread information about the country to her.
Li Qingling glanced at him with raised eyebrows, but listened seriously.
Speaking of which, she has been here for so long, and she is really not very clear about all aspects of this country. Taking this opportunity, she can learn more.
After listening carefully, Li Qingling blushed and scratched her face. In this way, she was indeed ignorant. She only considered the situation in their village and did not consider the situation in other places.
"Then according to the situation, it is not enough for us to prevent our village."
If there is a plague in other places, it is very likely that it will come in.
"I don't know what's going on outside right now, let's stabilize our village first!" The old man answered with a sigh.
As a doctor, he is also very worried about the situation outside. I hope the bad situation he imagined will not happen!
Li Qingling took a deep sideways look at the old man, and could see that he was very worried about the situation outside. She thought for a moment before asking, "Old man, if there is really a plague outside, will you help?" When the plague occurs, many people are doomed to suffer.
Upon hearing this, the old man straightened up and replied loudly, of course, as a doctor, he must stand up when encountering such a thing.
This is also the original intention of his study of medicine.
Although Li Qingling admired the old man in his heart, he was still unforgiving in his mouth, breaking the usual practice, "I really can't see that you are still so virtuous!"
"Hey, how do you talk, girl? I've always been so upbeat, okay?"
The two disagreed, and started bickering again. Liu Zhimo and the others had already accepted the strangeness, and had already calmly gone about their own business.
Li Qingling didn't expect that her words became true. That night, someone really rushed to the old man to save them.