Village Happy Little Doctor

Chapter 1 The Widow Comes to the Door
Midsummer rainy night, lightning and thunder, torrential rain.

Zhang Xiaolong from Hexi Village was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

The night is the hardest for a bachelor without a woman.

"I heard that rich people now have a wife at home and dozens of mistresses outside. I don't know if they are busy or not, just share one with me!"

The more Zhang Xiaolong thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. "Whenever I can earn him hundreds of millions and marry ten or eight young and beautiful wives, everyone in the village will envy me."

Taking advantage of the heavy rain, the daughter-in-law of Wu Laosan next door gradually became more reckless.

Zhang Xiaolong couldn't sleep anymore.

"Damn it, don't let people sleep... What are you shouting about!"

He cursed and cursed, but Zhang Xiaolong felt envious and uncomfortable in his heart.

He tiptoed out of bed, ready to go to the window of Wu Laosan's house, to observe and criticize seriously.

As soon as he opened the back door, Zhang Xiaolong saw a plump, mature woman standing under the eaves.

"Sister Xiulan...you...what are you doing..."

Zheng Xiulan was soaked by the rain.

Zhang Xiaolong's throat was burning, and Zheng Xiulan, who was like a beauty out of the bath, was so pitiful.

Her clothes were soaked and stuck to her body, outlining a curvy figure.

"I...my house collapsed...can I...can you help me?"

Zheng Xiulan wanted to speak and shed tears first, making Zhang Xiaolong a little flustered.

"Sister Xiulan, don't cry, come in first, come in..."

While talking, Zhang Xiaolong made room for Zheng Xiulan to enter the room.

Zheng Xiulan hugged her body tightly with both hands, bit her lip, and walked timidly into the room.

A burst of quiet body fragrance invaded Zhang Xiaolong's breath, making him more restless, and his heart was about to jump out.

When Zheng Xiulan was young, she was definitely a well-known beauty in all directions.

At that time, Zhang Xiaolong could only look at the beautiful Zheng Xiulan from a distance.

He never thought that he would have the opportunity to be in the same room with Zheng Xiulan, a lonely man and a widow, in his own home, so close contact.

After questioning, Zhang Xiaolong found out that Zheng Xiulan's dilapidated mud house hadn't survived the torrential rain for many days, and the house was smashed to pieces.

In the middle of the night, Zheng Xiulan asked several companies, but none were willing to help, and even drove her away.

Everyone is unwilling to provoke her, the disaster star.

Two years ago, Zheng Xiulan married to the next village, and her husband killed her that night, and she was immediately driven back. Her natal family didn't want her anymore, and she became a broom star that everyone shouted and beat.

These years, Zheng Xiulan lived alone, and the villagers scolded her every day, and no one wanted to see her.

She was only 27 years old, at the most mature and charming age for a woman. She became a widow at a young age, and was ridiculed and despised by everyone. She was ruined by life, and her personality became introverted and depressed.

The impoverished Zheng Xiulan was soft and charming, her tears kept falling, and she cried while talking.

In the dim room, Zhang Xiaolong almost hugged her several times.

Such a poor woman is still Zhang Xiaolong, the beautiful woman whom she thought about day and night when she was young.

Although she is a widow, there are no such sexy and charming widows in ten miles and eight villages.

"Don't cry, sister Xiulan, don't cry, how do you want me to help you? Just say it!"

"You...can you help me fix the house?" Zheng Xiulan said.

"In the middle of the night...it's raining so much...I can't fix it by myself..."

Zhang Xiaolong's voice trembled a little, he stammered, "How about...you'll be wronged for the night, and I'll find someone to help you in the daytime tomorrow?"

"...You...don't you despise me?" Zheng Xiulan's voice also became trembling.

Apparently, Zheng Xiulan was pointed at, poked at the spine and cursed as a disaster star all day long. She almost never met anyone who was willing to get close to him.

"Hey, sister Xiulan, when I was young, you took me up the mountain to catch birds, have you forgotten? If you don't dislike my poor family, you can just sleep for one night, okay?"

In Zhang Xiaolong's family, the ancestors have been doctors for generations.

His parents died early, and he has no money to study. He is 25 years old, and he doesn't even have a wife. He is just a barefoot doctor without a license to practice medicine, and he doesn't make much money at all.

Zheng Xiulan looked back, there was only one bed in the small room, and her heart immediately started beating wildly.

"This... how to sleep..." Zheng Xiulan's voice trembled.

"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the stool..." Zhang Xiaolong said.

"No, no, no...it's not good, this is your home...or...you should sleep in bed too..."

"Ah...really?"

Zhang Xiaolong was very happy, he also wanted to sleep in bed, but he was too embarrassed to speak.

"Hmm... pull the curtain..." Zheng Xiulan's voice became softer and her shy face was rosy.

Zhang Xiaolong stretched it out immediately, and separated the bed with a cloth curtain.

He kept patting the edge of the bed, "Sister Xiulan... Come on, come on!"

"I...I want to take a shower first..."

Zheng Xiulan's clothes were all soaked through, and until now, her body was still dripping.

Zhang Xiaolong glanced at it, Zheng Xiulan seemed very nervous.

"Xiaolong...look...what are you looking at..."

Zhang Xiaolong forgot everything about her perfect figure with bulge and back, and stared blankly.

"Okay, okay, I'll put water for you..." Zhang Xiaolong nodded awkwardly, but his heart blossomed.

"You...can you come to my house conveniently...help me get a change of clothes..." Zheng Xiulan became more and more coy.

"Ah...it's raining so hard, why don't you just wear mine first, they are all clean!" Zhang Xiaolong frowned.

"Underwear..." Zheng Xiulan's face was completely red.

Zhang Xiaolong grinned badly, nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

No matter how heavy the wind and rain were, it couldn't stop Zhang Xiaolong's joy. He ran quickly and went straight to Zheng Xiulan's house.

From a long distance, Zhang Xiaolong saw a dilapidated house with half of the walls collapsed.

Fortunately, Zheng Xiulan was fine, otherwise Zhang Xiaolong would not have such a good opportunity to get close to the pretty widow.

He excitedly went to look for Zheng Xiulan's change of clothes, and there was a burst of lightning, thunder, and bang.

Before Zhang Xiaolong could raise his head, the other half of the wall collapsed again, hitting his head all at once.

He passed out on the spot.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Xiaolong heard the calls, and the countless words and symbols in his mind seemed to have become a part of his body.

"..."Qimen Medical Classic"..."

Isn't this the Zhang family's long-lost book of miracle medicine?
It is said that the ancestor of the Zhang family was a wandering Taoist priest who was proficient in physiognomy and medicine.

Later, he compiled the Qimen medical classics, and made at least three members of Zhang's family become imperial doctors, specializing in treating the emperor.

Zhang Xiaolong had heard that the medical scriptures of his great-grandfather's generation had been lost, but he didn't expect it to be in his body all the time.

Numerous pill formulas, advanced medical skills, qigong massage techniques, etc., became a part of Zhang Xiaolong like a flood.

When he was surprised, he grasped his hands desperately, and shouted in surprise, "I'm getting rich...I'm going to get rich!!!"

And at this moment, Zhang Xiaolong, who was in a daze, finally had a real feeling.

(End of this chapter)