Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Comeback in the Era Tales-Chapter 77: The Pitiful Child Killed by Her Uncle 33

Two days later, Yuan Chun sat in the clinic, officially becoming a village doctor at the Xiaxi Team health clinic.

The aunties worried she might be bored alone at the clinic, so during the midday break from work, they brought along some friends with various minor ailments to support her.

In her previous life, Yuan Chun studied traditional Chinese medicine. Diagnosing and checking pulses were still quite easy for her.

She accurately diagnosed the women’s ailments and then prescribed medication.

The village woman waved her hand, "Yuan Chun girl, there’s no need to buy medicine, it’s just a bit of backache, it will be fine in a few days."

"Yes, why waste money on it, it’s not a serious illness."

"Oh my, Yuan Chun girl really knows how to diagnose, she got the symptoms spot on, not a single mistake."

"Of course, Yuan Chun is a doctor from Beijing University, her medical skills can’t be lacking." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Oh, these days, my waist aches every night, I’ll let Yuan Chun girl take a look at me."

"I’ll have a check too, my toenail is festering, it’s both painful and itchy."

...

On her first day at work, Yuan Chun was joyfully busy seeing more than twenty patients, but she didn’t sell a single medicine; the villagers would rather endure minor aches and pains than buy medicine.

However, Yuan Chun wasn’t there to sell medicine.

Seeing the villagers rather endure discomfort than spend money on treatment, Yuan Chun took advantage of the time when villagers were at work to go up the mountain to gather herbs.

With her spiritual power aiding her, gathering herbs was like playing, she could gather five or six baskets a day.

Once the clinic had herbs, anyone who came for treatment would receive a prescription of herbal medicine at no cost.

For this reason, Yuan Chun received no shortage of praise from the villagers, her status in their hearts rose to be on par with the old village chief and team leader.

The old village chief even had the village weaving team make over ten sieves for her to dry herbs, and asked the village carpenter to make a set of herbal medicine cabinets.

With the herbal medicine cabinets, Yuan Chun now had a place to store her herbs, motivating her to get up early and stay up late to climb the mountain, eager to gather more herbs before winter came.

While she was joyfully busy, Cheng Fang returned to the village.

After getting his junior high school diploma, Cheng Fang didn’t continue his studies but went to the county town and found a job with a transport team.

Being a long-haul driver, he often ran routes to other provinces, rarely at home; Yuan Chun hadn’t seen him for half a year.

Yuan Chun, carrying a basket on her back, came down slowly from the mountain.

From a distance, she saw a tall figure standing at the foot of the hill; even after such a long time apart, she recognized him at first glance.

"Cheng Fang ge."

Yuan Chun waved her hand, excitedly running towards him.

Cheng Fang quickly ran to her, calling out, "Yuan Chun, don’t run, don’t run, don’t trip..."

"I’m not a child, I’m not easy to trip." Yuan Chun reached him, offering like treasure, a wild chicken from her basket, "Look, you truly have good fortune, I caught a wild chicken today."

Cheng Fang took her basket, slinging it over his shoulder, smiled gently, and said, "I guessed you’d have summer break, so I specially brought back two pounds of lean meat, tonight we’ll fry crispy meat bites."

"Sure, I haven’t had crispy meat bites in a long time."

"Then let’s fry more, I also have a pound of meat tickets, tomorrow I’ll go to the county town to buy more."

"Hmm hmm, Cheng Fang ge really cares for me."

...

The two chatted and laughed as they walked towards Yuan Chun’s home.

At home, Cheng Fang killed the chicken, Yuan Chun sliced the meat, and the two worked seamlessly together to prepare the meal.

Two dishes and a soup were ready in an hour, and while eating, Cheng Fang suddenly said, "Yuan Chun, I’m off for seven days this time, shall I invite the matchmaker to come with a marriage proposal?"