19: 19 19: 19 Liu An smiled at Su Peng.
Su Peng, scratching his head, was sowhat lost.
“Does it hurt?” Xiaofeng asked as she pressed down to stop the bleeding.
“It doesn’t hurt, not at all.
As long as you’re fine,” Su Peng chuckled.
Xiaofeng ward to his smile, knowing her silly older brother truly cared for her.
Soon, He Xii brought Doctor Cheng over.
Doctor Cheng was a young man, the grandson of the clinic owner in the neighboring village.
Three years earlier, the grandfather-grandson duo had settled in the neighboring village, opening a clinic that provided care for minor ailnts to the villagers around.
Nobody knew where the grandfather and grandson had co from, their origins, or why they had co to Shangwei Village, but they had been residing there for three years now.
When there were patients, the duo would treat them, and when there weren’t, they cultivated fruits and dicinal herbs, living a life more prosperous than the average family.
“Doctor Cheng, please look at my son.
He’s injured his shoulder,” He Xii led Doctor Cheng inside and asked him to treat her son.
Doctor Cheng nodded, set down his dical box, and walked over to Xiaofeng, signaling that she could step back.
Xiaofeng glanced at him.
His expression was indifferent, and at first glance, he seed no different from any other doctor.
He skillfully took out his dical tools and began treating Su Peng.
“Hold him for ,” Doctor Cheng said without looking at Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng nodded, realizing that they were probably going to stitch Su Peng up.
Speaking of stitches, Xiaofeng rembered that the cut on her forehead hadn’t been stitched, which might have been a stroke of luck within her misfortune.
If it had been stitched, it certainly would have looked ugly.
Then she thought of how Xiaoqi had already helped her nd it, and her restless heart settled down again.
Su Peng didn’t cry out, but the sweat on his forehead showed he was enduring severe pain.
“It’s nothing serious.” After bandaging the wound, Doctor Cheng stood up, “That will be five dollars.”
His fingers were long and distinct, and Xiaofeng, upon seeing them for the first ti, felt such hands were naturally suited for holding a scalpel.
Looking at his profile, he appeared resolute and calm.
Liu An had said that Su Xiaotao helped to connect them simply because Liu An had promised her that after the deal was done, he could introduce Su Xiaotao to Doctor Cheng.
Thinking of this, she softly smiled, “Doctor Cheng, you treated my injury that day, didn’t you?” He Xii went inside to get the money, and Xiaofeng stood in front of Doctor Cheng and asked with a smile.
Doctor Cheng gave Xiaofeng a glance, his eyes slipping past her indifferently.
Logically, doctors shouldn’t concern themselves with their patient’s circumstances; in their eyes, there are only patients and redies, nothing idle.
“Take off the gauze, and I’ll check your recovery,” Doctor Cheng nodded, confirming he was indeed the one who had treated her.
His and his grandfather’s clinic was nearby, caring for minor ailnts and injuries in the surrounding villages.
Xiaofeng paused, feeling like she had shot herself in the foot, and waved her hand, “The cut on my forehead is fine now.”
Doctor Cheng seed to rember sothing, pulling out a small bottle from his dical box, “This is a topical dicine that can help lighten scars.
Here, take it.”
“How much?” Su Xiaofeng took it and looked, for her, the dicine had arrived just in ti, and could seamlessly affirm her claim that the scar on her forehead would disappear.
“Five yuan.”
Upon hearing this, Su Xiaofeng felt it was too cheap.
She was stunned for quite a while before rembering, it was only 1993, and in Lihua Village, far from the tropolis, earnings from casual labor like old Su Guai could only make about eighty to ninety yuan a month, even a day’s wages didn’t co to five yuan.
“Alright, five yuan it is, as long as it doesn’t leave a scar, anything is fine.”
Just as He Xii was about to pay, her hand paused, the pain making her pull out another five-yuan bill.
Doctor Cheng took the money and shouldered his dicine box to leave.
Su Xiaofeng chased after him, “Doctor Cheng, wait a mont.”
Doctor Cheng stopped, “What is it?”
“I wanted to ask if this dicine has any side effects, can pregnant won use it?” In modern tis, many dicines are off-limits for pregnant won.
“No problem.” Doctor Cheng hadn’t expected Su Xiaofeng to ask him such a question.
Outside, hearing that Doctor Cheng was visiting, Su Xiaotao hurried over when she heard the news.
She stood at the entrance of Su Xiaofeng’s house, saw Doctor Cheng, and her face could almost squash a flower, “Doctor Cheng, have you had breakfast?”
Doctor Cheng, without a sideway glance, replied indifferently, “I had.”
Su Xiaotao twirling a strand of her hair, said, “Doctor Cheng, I woke up this morning feeling a bit uncomfortable in my stomach, could you co over to my house to check on ?”
The previously peachy-faced Su Xiaotao, now holding her stomach, stood there looking quite in agony.
Su Xiaofeng watched, her eyes and mouth wide open, this act was so cringeworthy that she even felt embarrassed.
She instinctively looked at Doctor Cheng to see how he would react.
Doctor Cheng took out two sugar towers from the dicine box, “Looking at your pale face, you definitely have worms in your stomach, let’s deworm.”
Su Xiaotao:”…”
Su Xiaofeng burst out laughing, her laughter devoid of any ladylike image, “Doctor Cheng, just accompany her ho for a check, maybe she has so hidden ailnt that needs your attention.”
Su Xiaotao glared at Su Xiaofeng, “Hidden ailnt?
It’s still better than so being pregnant before marriage, glamorous, isn’t it?
I think you’d better ask Doctor Cheng for so abortion drugs, to get rid of the child, so you won’t end up unmarriable and beco a disgrace to our village.”
Pregnant before marriage, a disgrace, as if she thought it was sothing to be proud of.
If it were her, she would definitely find a secluded place and end it all.
Doctor Cheng shouldered his bag and scoffed, “If both need dicine, then follow to the clinic to get it.”
Su Xiaotao stomped her foot and scoffed as she returned ho.
Su Xiaofeng, having listened to Doctor Cheng, couldn’t help but take another look at him, a slight smile in her heart, truly he had the potential of an absolute straightforward man.
Not to ntion, at first glance she hadn’t found anything special about him, but now, looking at him, she could see a noble air about him.
With his carefree deanor, he didn’t seem like a child who had grown up in a village, but rather bore the semblance of a distinguished young master.
Yawning, she wasn’t interested in Doctor Cheng’s background, holding the small porcelain bottle in her hand, she turned and entered the house.
Although Luo Yuzhu had gone back, having taken the twenty thousand yuan she offered, it was certain she would return.
Asking for twenty thousand yuan was just betting that Luo Yuzhu would back down and therefore give up on taking her back to the Lin Family to get married.
She hadn’t expected Luo Yuzhu to actually be prepared to bleed just to take her back for marriage, shelling out twenty thousand yuan right away.
At the mont, returning to the Lin Family was a minor issue.
What mattered was how to deliver the child and provide a peaceful environnt for him.
Now, looking at her family’s situation at a glance, to have a better life, she had to find ways to earn money quickly.
Just as she was thinking, Su Peng ca out of the kitchen with a few sweet potatoes, “Here, eat.”
Su Xiaofeng looked at the soft, red sweet potatoes in Su Peng’s hands, her appetite imdiately surged.
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