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Early in the morning, Yun Tinglan got up a little late. When she looked at the alarm clock, she found that she didn't know when it was turned off.

Song Jinhan walked in happily, carrying the meal.

Yun Tinglan didn't let him feed her because she was in a hurry. She had already said that Mayor Cheng would be transferred to another hospital today, and it would be awkward for her, as the dean, not to show up.

Song Jinhan combed her hair and tied it into a bun.

Not long after Yun Tinglan went to the office and put on her white coat, hat and mask, Mayor Cheng was brought over.

She checked the wound first and found that the suppuration had improved.

Yun Tinglan used acupuncture to help Mayor Cheng relieve the pain.

When Mrs. Cheng saw her husband fall asleep with a relaxed expression, a smile appeared on her face. If nothing else, just based on this one move, she would feel at ease to hand the man over to Yun Tinglan for treatment.

Then he started talking about Mayor Cheng's situation.

Yun Tinglan did not feel impatient. While taking the patient's pulse, she listened to Mrs. Cheng's description of the situation.

Ling Xi also gave the scan results, which showed that the blood in his urine was caused by the injury to the ureter during the operation. It was not serious, and it was probably because the operator's hands were shaking. There was no need to do the operation again, and acupuncture could help him drain the pus from his body.

The accompanying personnel all stayed in the dormitory of the headquarters.

Yun Tinglan gives acupuncture every day, checks the condition of Mayor Cheng's wounds, and uses his case to teach on the spot. She then assigns homework and explains the day's medication to the medical staff behind her.

After that, he just did what he was supposed to do, not taking Mayor Cheng's identity seriously at all.

Seeing this, the other medical staff felt relieved and treated Mayor Cheng as an ordinary patient without giving him any special treatment. They couldn't be said to have a tough attitude, but they were definitely not gentle when giving injections and changing dressings.

But the effect is really good. The hematuria was relieved on the second day, and the symptoms basically disappeared on the third day.

On the fourth day, Yun Tinglan couldn't wait to get him out of the hospital. "Okay, let's go through the discharge procedures."

Mrs. Cheng was shocked. "So fast?"

Yun Tinglan raised an eyebrow, "It's just an appendectomy, how long will I have to stay in the hospital?"

If she doesn't leave soon, her clinic will become a vegetable market.

No one knew who leaked the news, but there was an endless stream of commune leaders coming to visit. They gathered around the bed, looking like "filial sons and daughters". Yun Tinglan felt that this was not a visit, but rather a way of sending the patient away.

Some people come to show concern and flatter.

Some people complained about their difficulties and hoped that the city could allocate more funds and supplies.

Even Xu Jianmin and Song Jinhan had people coming to their door.

At the dinner table, the visitor burst into tears. There was some acting involved, but the emotions were genuine. "... nearby cities and counties have sent telegrams to the province, asking our refugees not to go there anymore. The GE committee has also repeatedly stressed that we must control our own people and guard our own doors. But people are so hungry that they can't care about much. They're all going to die..."

Xu Jianmin felt uncomfortable after hearing this, "Aren't there relief grains?"

But the man cried even louder after hearing this, "It's not even a month... Even if I eat only watery meals a day, I can't make it to spring tomorrow. Once the snow falls... I have no house, no food, no thick cotton clothes... I'll still die..."

How can you not run away when things are like this? Yun Tinglan sighed inwardly and asked Yining to bring in another basket of steamed bread.

The three of them were not afraid of being laughed at by others. They picked up the steamed buns, added green onions, dipped them in sauce and started eating.

"They are really good eaters. They ate 26 steamed buns as big as a fist." After coming out, Yining counted on his fingers, "Eight or nine per person, which is enough for me to eat for three days."

Yun Tinglan rubbed her head and said, "That's because you have never been hungry."

Those who have survived hard times all have the ability to survive a day or two without food, and can last another day or two after eating.

Yining was curious: "Can it chew the cud like a cow?"

Yun Tinglan shook her head, "No, I just endured it."

Yining touched his stomach and asked, "Won't they get sick here?"

Yes! But there is no other way. When a famine occurs, people have to survive first before they have the chance to worry about other things.

"Your great uncle and your father also tightened their belts and endured the hardships when they had nothing to eat during the war."

Yining was thinking about making some hawthorn water for them, fearing that they would suffer from indigestion if they ate too much. But after listening to her mother, she felt that those uncles and grandfathers probably wouldn't drink it.

Yes, it feels so good to be full and feel like you are still alive. The three of them touched their round bellies and there is only one word to describe them - comfortable!

Xu Jianmin felt sad and had the corn harvested overnight. The corn could not be given away as it had to be saved for seeds, but the corn stalks were still juicy and could save a lot of people by eating them.

Xu Jianmin had people pick the pumpkins and winter melons that Lingxi had planted in Xu Jianmin's backyard, and bundled them together with their leaves and vines and threw them into the bed of a military truck.

There were also eggplants and palm-sized radishes, even with their radish tops, which were all loaded onto the truck.

But again, it's just a drop in the bucket.

The three secretaries came from three communes, with several thousand people!

This truckload of food and this truckload of old clothes and cotton donated by everyone can only be used for emergency relief.

But the regiment has limited food, and the buckwheat has not been harvested yet. Although it is growing well at the moment, he will feel uneasy until the grain is harvested and stored in the granary!

After everyone left, Xu Jianmin asked Song Jinhan, "Can we still get food from the black market?"

Yes! There is still a lot in the space, but he can't take the risk of getting food in the name of the black market.

After a long while, Song Jinhan said, "This is a natural disaster, but also a man-made disaster."

Yes, natural disasters are terrible, but man-made disasters are even more heartbreaking. Xu Jianmin sighed and left.

Fear of responsibility, concealment of the disaster situation, and withholding of relief supplies are by no means isolated cases. But it is not a system, he cannot intervene, the person who can really manage it is the one lying on the bed.

"Wow, it smells good! Is this the pig-killing dish? Killing a pig so early in the morning?" Mayor Cheng asked happily as he looked at the food brought by the nurse.

"If you don't kill him now, he will become thin due to hunger." The head nurse didn't even raise her head as she removed the stitches for him.

"Starving and thin?" Mayor Cheng was puzzled. "Is there a problem with the pig breed?"

The head nurse shook her head and said, "The alfalfa planted by the regiment has been harvested and taken away by those secretaries. If the pigs have no food to eat, they will starve and become thin. Instead of waiting for them to lose weight, it is better to kill them early and make bacon. We can share it and keep it for the New Year."

"Do people eat grass?" Mrs. Cheng frowned and went to see Mayor Cheng.

Mayor Cheng was also stunned. He rubbed his brows and said, "Hasn't the relief food been distributed? Are there still people who are hungry?" That's not what the directors of the Revolutionary Committee who came to visit him said.

What was that little food enough for? People in her hometown were almost unable to survive, but the Revolutionary Committee concealed the truth and did not report it, leaving her to overcome it.

Although the head nurse was full of complaints, she didn't dare to say it out loud. She followed Yun Tinglan's instructions, brought up the topic, and then left the ward.

Mayor Cheng lost his appetite when looking at the delicious food. It seemed that the situation was worse than he had imagined. The director of the Revolutionary Committee said that the disaster situation had stabilized, but the secretary of the commune cried that there was no food. Who was lying?

"gone?"

gone.

"If the grain can be sold back to them, they will be able to get through the New Year, and when spring comes... life may be better..."