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

"Everything is possible!"

"System, what do you mean by this? What do you mean by 'anything is possible'? Are you saying that history could have been worse even without his meddling?"

Su Chen was somewhat confused about what the system's vague answer meant. In the history books he had read in his previous life, after those few people were arrested, society returned to normal, and his dull life underwent a dramatic change.

Perhaps the system was in a good mood today, because seeing Su Chen's puzzled look, it surprisingly didn't say that his level was too low.

"History will not be changed because of a small person. Even if you kill him, there will be Sun Moumou, Fang Moumou, Liu Moumou, and others. They may be worse than the people you kill, or they may develop in a better way. Unless you have supreme power and can control the entire country or even the entire world, history may be rewritten."

Supreme power!

Forget it then. I'll just stick to being a barefoot doctor and wait at least ten years before making any decisions.

"Third brother, you should learn more from Brother Su. Don't follow those people around all day and do things that are against the will of Heaven under the guise of revolution."

“Brother, you can talk all you want. Why are you criticizing me? What did I do? If we hadn’t gone to Kaoshantun and hadn’t been able to see Doctor Su, our father’s illness would never have been cured.”

Hu Yongjun retorted indignantly, but seeing his elder brother's murderous gaze, he quickly lowered his head.

"Brother Dajun, Brother Weimin's words make sense. Do you think no one can control them just because they're causing trouble? As the saying goes, retribution may be delayed, but it will come eventually. Traitors throughout history may cause trouble for a while, but they certainly won't last long. It's always good to leave room for maneuver in the future. You can be more considerate when working together in the future..."

"Haha, Xiao Chen, I never expected this, I really never expected it. It's such a waste of your talents for you to be a barefoot doctor in the village. How about I try to transfer you to work in the county? Sometimes, as the head of the armed forces, I can still put my word to you."

After listening to Su Chen's words, Hu Aimin nodded repeatedly, and couldn't help but feel a sense of appreciation for his talent.

"Uh! Is it that casual? Forget it. My maternal grandfather is a capitalist, and he's a capitalist who fled to Hong Kong. If he gets found out, I'll be in big trouble. Staying in the village is the best policy."

Furthermore, Su Chen hadn't decided whether he would go into business or politics after this turbulent era ended. In his previous life, he had seen plenty of stories about the extravagant lifestyles of business tycoons, especially President Xu, who had even set up a song and dance troupe—it was practically an emperor's life.

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Aimin. I'm only sixteen years old this year. I've just gotten to know the villagers and I don't want to leave Kaoshan Village yet. My counselor said that there is no distinction between noble and lowly jobs, only different divisions of labor. I want to gain more experience in the village."

Seeing that Su Chen rejected him, Hu Aimin was not angry. Indeed, sixteen years old was still young, and it was good for him to stay in the village for a while.

"Alright then, whenever you ever don't want to stay in the village anymore, just come find me. As long as I'm still in Songshan County, I'll definitely find you a job."

The meal lasted until two or three in the afternoon before Hu Yongjun drove Su Chen back to Kaoshantun in his jeep.

……

"Xiao Su, good news, good news! Today I went to a meeting in the township, and Director Xiao of the Revolutionary Committee said that we should organize our own Revolutionary Committee and that they will no longer send people to our village."

Ever since Hu Yongjun arrived in the village in his jeep that day, Yang Dazhuang felt that Hu Yongjun's identity was unusual. Later, Su Chen did not hide anything and told Yang Dazhuang about Hu Yongjun's situation. He also told Yang Dazhuang about his desire to ask Hu Yongjun for help with the Revolutionary Committee.

"Uncle Yang, this is a good thing. No one will cause trouble in the village anymore, and we can live a better life. However, we still need to select some people to organize the Revolutionary Committee in the name of the village, so that we won't be caught unprepared when the higher-ups come to inspect."

"Don't worry, we've already discussed it. I, the village chief, will also serve as the director of our village's revolutionary committee, and Accountant Yang will serve as the deputy director. In addition, we'll make the militia members members. Those old guys can go back to work in the fields."

Seeing that Yang Dazhuang had arranged everything, Su Chen didn't say anything more and began to carefully organize the medicinal herbs drying on the rack.

For the next period of time, Su Chen spent his time either at the clinic, hunting wild game on the back mountain, or occasionally going into the county town to process some of the spoils from his spatial storage.

That day, Su Chen was sitting at the entrance of the clinic, watching Bai Peiyao and Feng Lan studying in the medicinal herb field with Zhao Dezheng in the distance.

Just then, Yang Dazhuang and a strange man walked over from a distance, chatting and laughing.

"Xiao Su, let me introduce you. This is Wu Changyou, the farm manager of Hongxing Farm."

"Hello Dr. Su, I have come here because of your reputation. I have heard that a young doctor has emerged from Kaoshantun. Today I see that he is indeed a promising young man."

Wu Changyou shook hands with Su Chen before explaining.

"It's like this, Dr. Su. Recently, many people on our farm have caught a cold. The medicine hasn't been very effective, and the symptoms keep recurring, accompanied by persistent high fever. We're at our wits' end, so we'd like to ask Dr. Su to come and take a look at the farm."

Most people have colds with persistent high fevers that keep recurring. Could it be some kind of infectious disease? After thinking back carefully, I realized that there hadn't been any major epidemics during this period, so it was probably just caused by the flu. The medications for treating the common cold are really not very effective these days.

"Don't worry, Director Wu, it shouldn't be a big problem. When would you like to set off?"

The reason Su Chen agreed to Wu Changyou's request so quickly was that he had an even more important purpose: he wanted to farm some rewards at the farm.

“My car is at the village committee. We’ll go there now. Dr. Su, is there anything we need to prepare?”

Seeing that Su Chen agreed so readily, Wu Changyou was also very happy. These days, he had been extremely busy with the affairs of the farm workers.

Hongxing Farm and Kaoshantun both belong to Qinghe Township, but one is in the north of Qinghe Township and the other is in the south of Qinghe Township, with a straight-line distance of fifty or sixty miles.

The driver was driving a slightly dilapidated jeep on a bumpy road.

"To get rich, build roads first; such roads have greatly restricted the development of an agricultural society."

Enduring the violent jolts, Su Chen remarked with emotion.

"To get rich, build roads first. I never expected Dr. Su to have such insight. What you said is so true. This road has indeed hindered development, but now, alas..."

Wu Changyou glanced at Su Chen with surprise, but did not discuss the matter in depth with Su Chen. After all, he was just a farm manager, and his job as an official was to develop the local area. Right now, all he wanted was for this young man to be able to solve the farm's problems.

Finally, the jeep drove into the gate of Red Star Farm.

"Dr. Su, why don't you rest in my office for a while? I'll take you to see the other patients after you've rested."

"Director Wu, I'd better go check on the patients first."

Seeing that Su Chen rejected his suggestion, Wu Changyou did not insist and led him to the farm clinic. At this time, there were about ten patients sitting on the chairs in the clinic, and seven or eight more seriously ill patients lying on the beds in the treatment room in the back room.

Back when Wu Changyou introduced Su Chen to the two doctors at the clinic, they looked at him with disdain. What could someone so young do? They wondered where Director Wu had heard about him and why he had gone to pick him up. At their age, they were probably still in school.

Ignoring the two, Su Chen checked several patients and found that their symptoms were basically the same. After observing them with his mental power, he found no abnormalities in their bodies, which confirmed his guess that it was caused by viral influenza.

"I have a general understanding of Director Wu's situation. I have a prescription here. Have someone brew a pot of Chinese medicine and let a few people try it out."

"Director Wu, is he really that careless? He just glanced at it a few times and said he understood. Isn't that too frivolous? These comrades are all employees of our farm. I can't entrust them to such an irresponsible person."