The boss has only one son for three generations. After rebirth, I have three babies.

Hearing this, the woman paused and turned to look at him: "If you lie to me, then I would rather die."

So she quickly took the medicine.

Qiao Jin quickly inserted an IV tube into the woman, stood up and walked towards Fu Yanlin. The old man in the room obviously curled up, looking defensive.

Fu Yanlin whispered, "Let's go find Uncle Cousin first and explain this to him."

He had found this place by following the footprints on the ground and discovered that no one lived there before, but Le Fei had disappeared. There must be something wrong here!

When mentioning Cong Lefei, the old man's face suddenly changed!

He immediately stood up and threw things around, making a loud noise.

"Just leave! I don't need you to treat any illness! Get out of here!"

Fu Yanlin frowned and looked back at the old man. A moment later, Le Fei came out from the back of the house with a basket of sweet potatoes in his hand, as if he had just returned from the fields.

Cong Lefei was out of breath and looked very surprised to see them.

"Da Zhuang, Qiao Jin, why are you here?"

Fu Yanlin replied calmly, "We visited the villagers and found that no one was willing to cooperate with the treatment. We stumbled here by accident and heard this lady asking for help, so we came in."

At this time, the woman lowered her head and did not dare to look at Cong Lefei.

Le Fei cursed in his heart: What a trouble.

But he could only force a smile: "This is one of the poorest families in our village. We have no money to build a house and no conditions to farm. We rely entirely on the village for assistance to survive. I didn't expect you to be so responsible and not care about the dirt and mess here."

"Look at what your house has become. You don't even clean it up. These freshly dug sweet potatoes are enough for your family to eat for three days, right?"

As he said this, he gave a basket to the Huang family from Lefei, but Wang Honghua did not take the initiative to take it. He gestured to put it on the stove. Anyway, cooking was his wife's job.

Zong Lefei turned back to look at the woman, forcing a caring smile on his face: "Sister Yang, you can rest assured now. A good doctor has come to our village, and he is here to help our village."

The woman still kept her head down and remained silent. If you looked closely, you could vaguely see her body trembling slightly.

At this time, Qiao Jin said, "Uncle, when we came here just now, she was being beaten. If I treat her now, if she stays here, I'm afraid it will be in vain."

"Look, she's still shaking."

Qiao Jin's words were clear and hit the mark.

The smile on Uncle Cong's face was almost gone.

He secretly glanced at Qiao Jin, only to see that Qiao Jin's expression was as calm as water, and there was nothing unusual about her.

"Qiao Jin, you know from the situation in our village that life is quite difficult. The village could have been developing well, but after a locust plague, all the edible crops in the fields were eaten up. The only ones left are the sweet potatoes, which I grow in the mountains. So far, I am the only one who has not contracted the disease, so I have to help the villagers."

"But no matter how capable I am, I can't bring the whole village to live with me. How about you come over every day to treat her illness?"

"Wang Honghua! Look at you! I told you not to hit Miss Yang, but you just wouldn't listen!"

Wang Honghua's face was full of reluctance: "She's my own wife, can't I do whatever I want? Women need to be disciplined. If she hadn't caused trouble today, why would I take action!"

However, Cong Lefei still pretended to be stern and said, "Don't fight me anymore. If I see Miss Yang get hurt again, I'll settle the score with you tomorrow!"

Wang Honghua nodded perfunctorily: "If she had a child, would I do anything to her? She would just be a burden that can't do anything!"

Hearing this, Qiao Jin felt depressed.

At this time, Cong Lefei picked up the sweet potatoes in the bag and planned to share them with other neighbors.

Seeing this, Fu Yanlin suggested, "I'll help you deliver it, uncle."

The sweet potato was indeed quite heavy, but Cong Lefei immediately declined. "No, no, I can handle it alone. Besides, you two young people aren't very familiar with the terrain here. Can you trust your girlfriend to stay here alone?"

This sentence sounds like a joke, but it is actually used to cover up his nervousness.

Fu Yanlin glanced at him silently, without any emotion on his face.

At the same time, Qiao Jin walked back to the woman again.

Her jawline looked particularly thin. Qiao Jin said to her softly, "Then you should have a good rest. I will come to see you again tomorrow. After the infusion is finished, be sure to eat some sweet potatoes to replenish your strength."

The woman looked at Qiao Jin with confused eyes, looking a little distracted, but she did not refuse, just nodded slightly.

Qiao Jin stood up and left Congjia Village with Fu Yanlin.

Cong Lefei carried a bag of sweet potatoes and placed the sweet potatoes on each household's windowsill.

Qiao Jin pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Uncle, could you please tell the villagers that we're here to treat everyone for free. We just want everyone to recover and have no ill intentions. Why are they so scared and afraid to go out?"

Cong Lefei pretended to think for a moment, then replied, "You have no idea how horrific the situation was when the locust plague swept through. Even now, no one dares to think about it. It's understandable that the villagers are afraid to go out now. The crops have been eaten by locusts, and their livelihoods have been destroyed. Who would have the energy to go out and see people?"

"I've talked to them many times and done a lot of ideological work, but they just don't want to listen."

Qiao Jin frowned, looking like he was thinking about something.

"How can we get the villagers to receive treatment? Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to carry out our work."

Cong Lefei looked at Qiao Jin and said calmly, "How about this? You can go door to door and ask. You're a lady, so you won't be so scary. Maybe they won't be wary of you and will agree."

"Comrade Dazhuang is tall and looks serious. Villagers aren't used to strangers, don't you think?"

Fu Yanlin observed the subtle changes in Cong Lefei's expression and said with a slight smile, "Uncle Cong, I have no objection if my girlfriend treats the villagers. But I can't just stand there and do nothing. If you have anything I can help with, I'll help."

Cong Lefei rolled his eyes and said, "Tomorrow I plan to go to the mountain to pick some sweet potatoes and share them with everyone. Everyone is running out of food. As the leader of our Congjia Village, I can't let everyone go hungry."

Go to the mountains?

Fu Yanlin's eyes deepened for a moment, hiding his inner emotions and not showing anything: "Okay, then I'll go with my uncle tomorrow morning."

After the two looked at each other, Qiao Jin began to knock on doors from house to house.

"Hello, this is from Kyoto. We can treat the plague for you for free. If you need it, please let us take a look. It won't cost you a penny."