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

"Sir, please don't be anxious. Tell me slowly what happened."

Seeing the flustered old man, Su Chen quickly stood up, went to the clinic, picked up his medicine box, and followed the old man toward his home, asking him what had happened.

“My grandson has had a cough for the past two days, so I've been giving him more water, just like always. But tonight he fell into a deep sleep and I can't wake him up. Now he's starting to talk nonsense. Dr. Su, do you think he might be possessed? Should we call a shaman to come and exorcise him?”

“Big Black Brother, you can’t say that. Haven’t you heard the broadcasts every day about breaking down feudal superstitions? Besides, there’s no such thing as being possessed by evil spirits. I think it’s just a fever. Don’t you think so, Little Su?”

Yang Dazhuang and the village accountant also ran over. When they heard Yang Dahei say that he wanted to find someone to perform a shamanic ritual, Yang Dazhuang immediately stepped forward and covered his mouth.

"Uh! Brother Dazhuang, I was just in a hurry. Don't worry, I won't say that again."

Yang Dahei was also startled. A few days ago, he heard that someone from the neighboring village had been caught by the Revolutionary Committee for exorcising evil spirits and was now sweeping the streets in the village.

When we arrived at Yang Dahei's house, his wife, son, and daughter-in-law were all crammed into a dilapidated room. On the kang (a heated brick bed) was a six or seven-year-old boy. The boy's face was flushed, his lips were dry, his eyes were closed, and he was muttering something under his breath.

I touched the child's forehead with the back of my hand and was able to tell that the child had a high fever without a thermometer.

"Dr. Su, what's wrong with my son? Please, please save him! We're begging you on our knees."

While Su Chen was examining the child, Yang Dahei's son and daughter-in-law suddenly knelt down in front of Su Chen, pleading with him tearfully to save the child.

"You two get up quickly, don't delay Dr. Su's treatment. We can talk after Dr. Su finishes his examination."

Before Su Chen could speak, Yang Dazhuang walked over, pulled the couple up, and gestured for them not to be nervous and not to disturb Su Chen's examination.

After waiting a while, Su Chen finally put his hand down.

“You parents are so careless. Your child has had a cold for several days and you didn’t even think to take him to see a doctor. If he had just taken two doses of medicine, he would have been almost better. Now, he has pneumonia caused by the cold, and the high fever has caused him to fall into a coma. If this continues, his life will be in danger.”

After Su Che finished speaking, he opened the medicine box, took out two anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicines, and quickly injected them into the child.

"Go get some water, wet a towel, wring it out, and stick it on the child's forehead. This will prevent the child from getting brain damage from the fever. You can also wipe the child's back and armpits with strong liquor, which can also help lower the temperature. The body temperature should return to normal in one or two hours. If it doesn't come down, then come to my house."

“It’s all your fault. I told you to go get some medicine, but you insisted that it would be fine in a couple of days. Now look what happened. If my grandson gets brain damage from the fever, I’ll never forgive you.”

Hearing Su Chen describe it as so serious, Yang Dahei couldn't help but think of the village's "Second Fool," who had a fever as a child but didn't receive timely treatment, and later became mentally disabled after recovering. He glared at his wife resentfully.

"I...I don't know either. The main problem is that we have no money at home right now. How am I supposed to buy medicine?"

The old lady was also quite frightened. She glanced at Yang Dahei with a trembling voice, then turned her gaze to her eldest grandson.

"Grandpa and Grandma, don't worry too much. The fever should break soon after the injection. Here are some pills. Give him half a pill three times a day after the fever breaks, and he'll be fine in a few days."

"Thank you, Dr. Su. Xiaobao is the lifeblood of our whole family. I would give my old life for Xiaobao's life. I never thought it would turn out like this. Thank you, Dr. Su. By the way, the money. This is all the money we have. See if it's enough. If not, I'll sell everything I own to raise the money for you."

The old lady, amidst the chaos of the house, pulled a cloth bag from her bosom and unfolded it layer by layer. Inside were two one-yuan notes, one fifty-cent note, and several cent notes.

"Auntie, these medicines don't cost much. I'll just charge you 50 cents. After all, these medicines come from the village, and I can't let the village lose money."

"You're awake! Mommy and Daddy, Xiao Bao is awake! Xiao Bao, do you still recognize me?"

Perhaps the physical cooling method worked, and Xiao Bao slowly opened his eyes, looking at his family members surrounding him with a confused expression. When he heard his mother ask him that, he weakly said after a long while, "You are my mother."

"Miracle doctor, Dr. Su, you are a divine healer descended to earth! If it weren't for you, my little baby would..."

The old lady was about to kowtow to Su Chen when Su Chen was so frightened that he quickly pulled her back. If she knelt down, he would lose several years of his lifespan.

"Auntie, it's good that Xiaobao is alright now. Please keep an eye on him tonight and see if he gets a fever again. If he doesn't have a fever, he can take some medicine. If he does have a fever, I'll come back and give him an injection. We'll head back now, and you should all get some rest too."

Unable to resist the family's enthusiasm, Su Chen wrapped a few pieces of Analgin in paper and placed them on the table next to him. Then, he and Yang Dazhuang left Yang Dahei's house.

The next morning, Su Chen had just finished breakfast and was getting ready to go to the county when he heard someone calling him from outside. When he went out, he saw that it was Yang Qinglin, Xiao Bao's father.

"Brother Yang, what brings you here? Is Xiaobao running a fever again?"

"No...no, Xiao Bao hasn't had a fever since last night. You only charged him 50 cents yesterday. We know you were taking care of us, so my mom asked me to bring you this hen. You must accept it."

Only then did Su Chen notice that Yang Qinglin was carrying a hen.

“Brother Yang, what do you mean by this? I didn’t charge you less. Those medicines weren’t worth much anyway. Take the chicken back quickly. Xiao Bao is waiting for the eggs to help him grow. If you insist on giving it to me, just throw it away. And if your family members ever catch a cold or get sick again, don’t come looking for me.”

"I... Dr. Su, I..."

"Alright, you should go back now and take good care of Xiaobao. If you get sick in the future, don't try to tough it out. Often, a serious illness turns out to be a minor one. I have to go to the county, so I can't talk to you any longer."

Su Chen forcefully pushed Yang Qinglin out the door and hurriedly left.

Little did he know that not long after he left, Yang Dahei's wife was on the street, telling everyone she met that the village doctor, Dr. Su, had superb medical skills, practically a miracle doctor, and that he had saved her grandson from near death.

In less than half a day, everyone knew about this, and many people started calling him "Dr. Su" or "Little Doctor."

"Ding! You have successfully used your medical skills to treat and save a patient's life, triggering a talent change. A special reward, the Medicine God Cauldron, has been sent to your backpack. Please check it yourself."

As soon as we left the village in Yang Erlin's oxcart, we heard a pleasant beeping sound.

The Medicine God Cauldron! What is that? Why does this reward seem so frivolous? Do I have to use the Medicine God Cauldron to refine medicine?

A mental scan of the backpack revealed a simple, ancient-looking four-legged bronze cauldron lying quietly inside.

"The Medicine God Cauldron, an ancient treasure (damaged). This cauldron can be placed in a medicinal garden and will automatically absorb the medicinal energy emitted by the herbs and condense it in the cauldron. The initial level is the Dew of a Hundred Herbs, which has the effect of curing all diseases and strengthening the body. The intermediate level requires the absorption of the aura of spiritual herbs and medicines, which is the Dew of a Myriad Spirits, which can cure all diseases and prolong life."

"Serious, so serious! System, I love you!"

Upon seeing the introduction, Su Chen was so happy he almost jumped off the oxcart. Finally, he took a few deep breaths, suppressed his excitement, and released his spiritual sense to place the Medicine God Cauldron in the spiritual field.

Immediately, Su Chen felt an invisible aura surging into the Medicine God Cauldron from the herbs in the spirit field.

When we arrived in Songshan County, we had to find Fang Haoyu. We gave him, Director Zhao, and Station Chief Wang some wild game, and then we traded some grain.

"Haha, little brother, I've really been thanks to you these past few days. I used to be unable to eat wild game for months at a time, but now I can eat it almost every month. If you ask me, why don't you come work at our Supply Bureau? You can work with Section Chief Fang in the Procurement Department."

"Director Zhang, you're joking. I'm just an ordinary educated youth, all I can do is hunt. If I really come to work in the city, I won't be able to hunt anymore, and then you won't be able to eat wild game."

"Haha, then forget it. But don't worry, if there's anything I can do to help you, just let me know."