Reborn in 1965, I can obtain resources just by sweeping the floor.

"Village Chief Yang, don't you have a doctor here?"

Su Chen's skill in suturing wounds was no less than that of doctors in major hospitals. It was truly unexpected that this young man possessed such ability.

"Comrade Zhao, please take a look and see where it's not done well. We're just rough people and don't understand these things at all."

The wound was quickly stitched up. Su Chen carefully removed the silver needles around the wound and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the bleeding had stopped.

"Uncle Zhao, if you see anything that's not handled well, could you please help me fix it?"

Looking up, Su Chen saw Zhao Dezheng staring at him, and he couldn't help but feel guilty. Although he had mastered the system's rewards without having to learn them, this was his first time using them, so some mistakes were inevitable.

"Comrade Xiao Su, you did a great job. Under these circumstances, it can be said to be perfect. What do you plan to do with his leg next?"

Seeing that Su Chen possessed such skills at such a young age, and considering that Su Chen had saved his life, Zhao Dezheng was willing to guide him. So he first asked Su Chen to come up with a plan, and then he would teach him based on that plan.

"Village Chief Yang, find two planks and some strips of cloth and rope."

After giving the order, Su Chen reached out and felt around Yang Cuishan's broken leg, pretended to ponder for a moment, and then spoke.

"Uncle Zhao, this is what I think: Yang Cuishan's leg was broken by an external force. Fortunately, it wasn't shattered. As long as the bones are put in the right positions and splinted, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Zhao Dezheng leaned closer to examine it carefully and found that the situation was exactly the same as Su Chen had described. He nodded in agreement with Su Chen's method.

After sawing the two wooden boards to the appropriate size, Su Chen once again took out a silver needle and stuck it into Yang Cuishan's leg.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing Su Chen stick more than a dozen silver needles into Yang Cuishan's thigh, Zhao Dezheng asked in confusion.

“It’s for pain relief. We don’t have any anesthetics here, and I’m worried that he won’t be able to handle it and will have a stress reaction, so I’m using this folk remedy to relieve the pain.”

"A folk remedy! I suspect you're in Versailles, but I have no proof. Silver needles for pain relief—that's not something an ordinary person can do. What other secrets does this little guy have?"

A flock of crows flew overhead; he shouldn't have asked.

Using mental power, one can store items into their own space. I wonder if it's possible to move broken bones using mental power.

This method works!

Driven by his mental power, several large, severely displaced fragments at the site of Yang Cuishan's broken leg bone slowly returned to their original positions.

With Zhao Dezheng's help, the two wooden boards were finally secured.

"Phew! Village Chief Yang is almost there, but there are no anti-inflammatory drugs here. If the wound gets infected, it will be a very troublesome thing. So I suggest that you go to the hospital for observation for a few days, and if the wound is not infected after a few days, you can go back to the village to recuperate."

After wiping the blood off his hands, Su Chen gave his advice.

“Yes! The oxcart outside is ready. Brother Yang, now is not the time to worry about money. The safety of Cuishan is the most important thing.”

“Dazhuang, I know all that you’re saying, but… but we only have a few dollars at home. Last year we worked all year and we only got one dollar and twenty-eight cents.”

“Uncle Yang, money is not a problem. I have some money here. You can take it to pay for Brother Cuishan’s medical treatment first. You can pay me back when you have the money.”

To save a life to the end, Su Chen pretended to reach into his pocket and took out a few dozen yuan from his spatial storage, handing it to Yang Cuishan's father.

Actually, Su Chen wasn't being a pushover; he just thought Yang Cuishan's family were nice people. His master had told him that they used to take care of Hu Xingming and would always send him some of the good food they made. This was Su Chen's way of repaying his master's kindness.

"Comrade Xiao Su, you are our family's savior. I kowtow to you."

Upon receiving the money from Su Chen, Yang Cuishan's parents burst into tears. They wanted to express their gratitude, but felt that words could not express their feelings, so they knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Grandpa and Grandma, please get up quickly. If elders kowtow to juniors, it will shorten the juniors' lifespan."

After expressing his gratitude profusely, Yang Dazhuang had someone help lift Yang Cuishan onto the oxcart. He then covered Yang Cuishan with two quilts and told Yang Erlin to drive slowly and be careful. Yang Dazhuang was still worried after repeating this several times, so he finally got on the oxcart and went with them.

"Ding! Because of your timely intervention, you have changed the fate of Yang Cuishan's death. Your talent change has been successfully triggered. Rewards include 50 catties of rice, 50 catties of flour, 30 catties of pork, 30 catties of grain coupons, several cloth coupons, sugar coupons, and alcohol coupons, one radio coupon, one bicycle coupon, one watch coupon, and your luck value increases by one."

The pleasant sound in his ear completely put Su Chen at ease. With the system's notification, Yang Cuishan's life was definitely saved.

The next day, just as dawn broke, Yang Dazhuang ran to Hu Xingming's house and excitedly interrupted Su Chen, who was practicing his martial arts.

“Xiao Chen, you’re really amazing! How come I never noticed before? Do you know that when we got to the township hospital last night, the two doctors on duty said they couldn’t treat it when they heard it was a wild boar bite, and told us to go to the county hospital? Later we told them that the wound had been treated and the leg had been set, but there was no anti-inflammatory medicine in the village…”

"Guess what happened in the end? After the two doctors examined me, they actually said that I lied to them, that I had been treated at a big hospital but I had lied and said that I had been treated at home in the village. It took a lot of persuasion before they believed me."

"Uncle Yang, you look like you haven't slept all night. You came to see me so early in the morning instead of sleeping. You can't just tell me this, can you? Just say what you want to say. We're like family."

Seeing that Yang Dazhuang's eyes were bloodshot, you could tell that he hadn't rested at all that night.

"Hehe, that's why I say you're a smart kid. Here's what I'm thinking: I didn't know you had this skill before, but now that I do, I can't let your talent go to waste. Originally, our village had a doctor, but he went to the city. Now people can only tough it out when they're sick, and if they can't take it anymore, they have to go to the township."

"Since you have this ability, why don't you reopen the village clinic? That way, it will be more convenient for people to see a doctor."

Su Chen had no objection to Yang Dazhuang's suggestion, as this would provide more opportunities to trigger his talent.

"Uncle Yang, I have no objection, but I don't have any identification documents. Is this okay? Won't it cause trouble for others?"

"Who would dare to cause them trouble? It's just a certificate. Just take the exam at the county hospital and it's done. It's easy to become a barefoot doctor. I heard from them that as long as you can read and know a little about medicine, you're good to go. I'll go to the township to inquire in a couple of days. That's settled then. I'll let you know. I'm going back to sleep now."

After settling things with Su Chen, Yang Dazhuang rubbed his eyes and happily went back to sleep.

After seeing Village Chief Yang to the door, Su Chen saw Wang Fu and several others walking out of Old Zhang's house with their heads held high, each of them holding a small chick.

"You bunch of bandits, give me back my chicks! I'm counting on them to grow up and lay eggs."

Old Zhang limped out of the yard to chase after them.

“Old Zhang, do you know what you’re doing? You’re taking the capitalist road. We’re going to cut off your capitalist tail. The regulations say that you can’t raise more than two chickens. Look how many chicks you’ve hatched. Six of them! What are you planning to do? Are you planning to raise them up and then speculate on selling the eggs?”

A huge accusation was slapped on his head, scaring Old Zhang into immediately shutting his mouth, watching helplessly as Wang Fu and his men took away his four chicks.

Seeing that no one was around, Su Chen flashed into the space. When Wang Fu and the others walked in, Su Chen used his mind to pick up a stone from the ground and hit Wang Fu on the head.

"boom!"

"Ouch! That bastard threw a stone at me! I saw you! Come out here right now, or I'll..."

"Bang! Bang!" Two more stones landed on Wang Fu's forehead, which terrified the people next to him. They saw that the stones appeared out of thin air. Suddenly, as if they had realized something, they shouted that there was a ghost and ran away as fast as they could.