Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Song qiuer looks at Liang Gaode with sharp eyes and criticizes every word: "you can't cure a disease. You honestly show that you don't have enough medical skills, and no one will blame you. You love that false reputation and insist that you are a miracle doctor. No matter what the disease is, you pretend that you can cure it yourself, and give the patient the medicine to make the patient's disease more and more serious, And you suck up the patient's family like a leech. Do you have any conscience? Why can you afford the word "doctor"

Liang Gaode opened his mouth to argue, but found himself so pale at the moment that he could not say a word.

But song qiuer would not let him go so easily: "the heart of a doctor's parents, you forget the duty of a doctor for fame and wealth, and ignore the patient's body and his elderly parents. It's not benevolent! What a scum

"You scum Chen Hao finally responded that this should be his limelight, and immediately said, "smash this quack scum's drugstore for me!"

"Smash it!"

Indignant villagers swarmed on and smashed Liang Gaode's hospital!

At this time, Amu quietly took a book from the hospital, which was the account book of the hospital.

Seeing that her goal has been achieved, song qiuer doesn't stay much and turns around to leave. But the drugstore shopkeeper she knows is lost when she hears about it.

Back at Song's home, Qian and song bao'er don't know where they are. Song qiu'er greets a mu and sits beside him.

"Amu, do you think I was stupid the other day?" Song qiuer asked with a wry smile, "for the sake of someone else, he tortured himself so much that he couldn't eat and sleep. He almost put himself in."

"I don't think so." A Mu's honest answer.

"You don't know anything." Song qiuer leaned on the haystack, his eyes seemed to see very far away. "When I was very young, my father took me to know the medicinal materials in the pharmacy. I didn't know why I was destined to be a doctor before. I just felt that medical skills could bring me satisfaction, which can't be found anywhere else."

"Until the day before yesterday, when I was tired and sleepy, I saw Mr. Chen lying on the bed. I suddenly realized that my purpose of studying medicine was not a sense of satisfaction, but a sense of responsibility."

Song qiuer didn't look at amu, just closed his eyes and said with a smile: "I tell you, do you understand?"

After a while, song qiuer heard a mu reply: "I don't understand."

If song qiuer opens her eyes at the moment, she will surely see the emotion that a mu has no time to hide. It is a complex emotion completely different from the plain voice.

They are quietly in a dilapidated wood room. Song qiuer is lying on a haystack, closing her eyes and falling asleep. But amu is sitting on the floor beside her, watching the sun gradually darken, knowing that the red clouds all over the sky make the wood room ambiguous and red.

As night falls, song qiuer leans on the haystack and sees amu sitting quietly with his knees at his feet. For a moment, he is at a loss.

After a mu lost his memory, he was like a child, and he put his heart and soul on her. Song qiuer's life had not been settled yet, and he did not expect that he would have to bear another person's life.

"Ah mu, when can you recover your memory..." song qiuer sighed softly, his voice was very small, as if there was no such thing.

Early the next morning, when song qiuer was carrying a basket on her back and was about to go to the back mountain to collect herbs, she saw a man standing in front of the gate of the Song family.

"Shopkeeper?" Song qiuer called incredulously, "how can you be here?"

It turns out that after Liang Gaode's hospital was smashed yesterday, the drugstore owner has been on tenterhooks. The last time song qiuer sold medicine, the situation in the past made him sleep and eat uneasily. Fortunately, now Song qiuer has become a celebrity, and it's not difficult to find out her address.

When the shopkeeper saw song qiuer coming out, he rushed to meet her: "Miss Song, are you going up the mountain to collect herbs?"

"Well." Song qiuer looks at the shopkeeper's appearance and has two points in his heart. It must be that Liang Gaode is now in disrepute, and the shopkeeper wants to sell him herbs.

"Miss Song, I used to be blind. Please don't worry about those trifles." The shopkeeper accompanied him with a smile and sent a bag of things in his arms to song qiuer, "a small gift is no respect."

At a glance, song qiuer saw that the shopkeeper sent such things with great value, but he was not moved at all. He refused directly: "no merit, no salary. The shopkeeper should take these things back."

The shopkeeper wants to talk about it again, but he has to watch song qiuer go back to the mountain. In the next few days, the shopkeeper sends gifts every day, but song qiuer confiscates them once.

One day, the shopkeeper once again knocked on the door of the Song family, but today is no longer song qiuer, but Qian.

"Who are you looking for?" Qian looked at the shopkeeper in a rich dress, and her eyes were filled with greed.

The shopkeeper has been doing business for so many years, but he still has some basic eyesight. Seeing Qian's eyes, he immediately understands what kind of person Qian is: "Mrs. song, this is a gift for you."

"For us?" Without hesitation, Qian grabbed the gift box from the shopkeeper, and then pretended to be reserved and asked, "what do you want to do when you give gifts to our family?"

"I'm ashamed because of qiu'er..." the shopkeeper was ashamed. "I'm the shopkeeper of the drugstore in the town. I hope my wife can persuade qiu'er to sell her herbs to my family."

"For this?" Qian didn't understand the cause and effect. He thought that song qiuer was just collecting medicinal materials from the back mountain. Some people paid for it. Naturally, they couldn't get it. He nodded and said, "take care of me."

The shopkeeper was a little overjoyed. After so many days of persistence, will there be results today?

But is Qian's words accurate? Looking at Qian's in front of him, the shopkeeper suddenly felt a little unreliable.

"Don't worry, I'm in charge of that girl's business, not to mention your business of giving her money." Qian doesn't think song qiuer won't accept the money sent to her door. She happily returns to her room with the money sent by the shopkeeper.

Song qiuer went to Houshan to collect herbs as usual this day. He had no idea what happened between Qian and the shopkeeper.

"Eh..." song qiuer went to a place he seldom came to before. The terrain here made song qiuer suddenly have a strong premonition.

Not far behind him, two figures kept communicating: "has she finally found here?"

"You've been waiting for her for so many days, but you're waiting for her to come."

The old man coughed hard and put a piece of cake in his hand into the mouth of the people around him: "shut up."

"Well..." the man rolled his eyes in his heart, but he could only eat the cake in his mouth honestly.