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

Of course, they wouldn't agree to let Lin Wanying walk back to Kaoshantun by herself, but after what had just happened, neither of them knew what to say, so they kept their mouths shut all the way back to Kaoshantun.

"Sister Lin, has your brother finished taking care of things?"

"Sister Yaoyao, everything is settled. Sister Lin's household registration has been registered in Kaoshantun."

"That's wonderful! Sister Lin, you'll be living with us from now on..."

Bai Peiyao, holding Lin Wanying's hand, walked into the room chatting and laughing.

Time flew by, and the appointed time with Chen Qingwen arrived. Su Chen had just gotten up in the morning and was practicing his martial arts in the yard when Wu Changyou drove up to Kaoshantun.

"Wait for me a moment, the food will be ready soon. It's not too late to go after you've eaten!"

"Oh dear, I can't wait any longer. I haven't eaten yet. I'll eat on the way. I'll give you a big meat bun on the way."

After saying that, Wu Changyou grabbed Su Chen and walked out of the courtyard without saying another word.

After a bumpy ride, we finally arrived at the heavily guarded military compound.

As soon as they arrived at the gate, they saw Chen Jiangong standing there looking around. When he saw Wu Changyou's jeep driving up, Chen Jiangong jogged over to it.

"Brother Wu, Dr. Su, you're here! Please come in quickly. Dr. Su, the medicine you prescribed is simply miraculous! My father has been getting better every day since he started taking your medicine. I just received a call from Brother Wu, and he wanted to wait for you at the door, but my mother didn't let him come out."

Chen Jiangong greeted the gatekeeper and led Su Chen and the others into the compound.

"Hahaha! Thanks to you, Dr. Su, I've finally been able to get a good night's sleep these past few days. Come in quickly, Jiangong, don't just stand there like an idiot, quickly pour some tea. Xiaowu, make yourself some tea if you want some."

"Old Commander, I feel like I've been raised by a stepmother. I'm a guest too. How can you let a guest pour his own tea?"

Wu Changyou looked at Chen Qingwen with a wronged expression, then glanced at Su Chen, and immediately felt that he had fallen out of favor.

"Get lost, believe me or not I'll kick you out with these size 42 leather shoes."

Chen Qingwen ignored Wu Changyou's ramblings and pulled Su Chen into the living room.

Su Chen had Chen Qingwen sit on the sofa and carefully examined him.

"Commander Chen, your body has almost fully recovered. There shouldn't be any major problems with the surgery now. Of course, you can also choose not to have the surgery and continue taking the medication I prescribed. You should be able to last for a few more years without any problems."

After the examination, Su Chen gave Chen Qingwen two suggestions. The first one would definitely have some risks, while the second one was more conservative. However, it would be impossible to have surgery to remove the shrapnel a few years later.

"What's there to consider? Didn't we agree on this last time? I've already contacted the military hospital. We'll be there in a bit, and you can just start doing it."

Chen Qingwen did not hesitate at all, as if he had seen through everything.

At this time, Professor Wu and Dean Ge also arrived at Chen Qingwen's home.

"That's unbelievable, Dr. Su. I apologize for my attitude last time. Dr. Su, could I watch you perform the surgery from the sidelines again? Don't worry, I promise I won't cause you any trouble."

When Professor Wu saw that Chen Qingwen's complexion was rosy and he was no longer as lifeless as he had been a while ago, he couldn't help but marvel and asked to watch Su Chen perform the surgery.

"Professor Wu, you are a senior in the medical field. With your guidance, I believe Commander Chen's surgery will be perfect."

"Ahem! Me too, I'd like to watch from the sidelines as well."

Ge Hongbin was also very shocked. If Hu Tieshan's case was just a coincidence, how could Chen Qingwen's case be explained? Perhaps this young man really had a very powerful prescription.

Soon, under Chen Qingwen's arrangement, everyone arrived at the military hospital.

Upon learning that Chen Qingwen was to undergo surgery to remove shrapnel from his body, several experts from the military hospital rushed over. At first, they thought Professor Wu would be the surgeon, but later they learned that the surgeon was actually the young man.

At the insistence of several experts, they also entered the operating room.

After nearly two hours of surgery, the two pieces of shrapnel were finally removed.

"Dr. Su, I wanted you to work at the county hospital last time. This time, I'm formally inviting you to the county hospital, and I'll at least give you the position of department head."

"Dr. Su, don't listen to him. Get me to the provincial hospital. With your medical skills, I guarantee that within two years, you will be able to enjoy the treatment of a vice president."

After leaving the operating room, Ge Hongbin and Professor Wu held Su Chen's hands, their eyes shining with fervent light.

"Dean Ge, Professor Wu, thank you for your kindness, but the villagers of Kaoshantun need me more. Before I went to Kaoshantun, the villagers there could only endure minor illnesses and rely on fate for serious illnesses. Many people turned minor illnesses into major ones because they missed the best treatment period. As the great man taught us..."

"Dr. Su, I never expected you to have such awareness. Indeed, there is no distinction between high and low in revolutionary work. Whether it's in a county hospital, a provincial hospital, or rooted in the countryside, it's all about serving the people and saving lives. However, Dr. Su, your medical skills shouldn't be wasted in the countryside. So, if our hospital needs your help, we hope you can provide a consultation..."

In this day and age, as long as you raise your social standing, even if you're just a scavenger, you're still serving the people. Su Chen's words deeply impressed Professor Wu and Ge Hongbin.

After waiting for another half hour, Chen Qingwen woke up. After a careful check, everyone found that he was not in any discomfort, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After chatting with Professor Wu and the others for a few minutes, Su Chen couldn't stand their intense gazes and fiery enthusiasm, so he quickly made an excuse to leave the military hospital.

……

In the blink of an eye, the planted wheat has turned pale yellow.

"Xiao Chen, we owe you a lot this time. Look how well this wheat is growing. You really can't disbelieve science. It looks like this high-quality, high-yield seed will produce more than twice as much as that other field. It will be ready for harvest in a few days. This year should be much better than in previous years."

Standing in front of the wheat field, Yang Dazhuang said with a sigh.

Beside Yang Dazhuang were several elderly villagers, their eyes filled with tears as they looked at the sweet-smelling wheat ears, as if they could see the scene of eating white flour steamed buns and steaming meat dumplings during the New Year.

“Uncle Yang, our lives will definitely get better year by year. Next year, when we reclaim the wasteland over there, we will have another hundred or so acres of land. If each acre yields six or seven hundred catties, that's tens of thousands of catties. Even if we hand over half of the grain to the state, we will still have a lot left over.”

“You’re right. In the past, the yield per mu was only about 300 jin. 200 jin had to be handed over as grain tax, and some had to be kept as seeds for the following year. Basically, each person could only get a dozen or twenty jin. This year, the hard times are finally over…”

"Village Chief Yang, Village Chief Yang! Someone from the township just came to tell you to go to a meeting tomorrow. It's called the Autumn Harvest Mobilization Conference." (Because in Northeast China, spring wheat is planted in March or April and harvested in August or September, so that's considered the autumn harvest.)

When Yang Dazhuang heard that there was going to be a meeting in the township, his heart skipped a beat. Every year at this time, it was not only the autumn harvest mobilization meeting, but also the meeting to allocate public grain quotas to each village. This year, Kaoshantun was sure to have a bumper harvest. He hoped that nothing would go wrong!

The next morning, Yang Dazhuang arrived at the conference room of Qinghe Township Government. At this time, a dozen village chiefs had already gathered in the conference room, each of them puffing on their pipes. The entire conference room was filled with smoke, as if he had entered a fairyland.

“Village Chief Yang, come sit here. I heard that the wheat in your village is growing very well, and it’s some kind of high-quality, high-yield variety. You’re not being fair, are you? You have such good seeds but you don’t think of us. You’re just hiding away and eating them all by yourself.”

Seeing Yang Dazhuang walk into the meeting room, the village chief of Huangjiagou waved to him. After Yang Dazhuang walked over, he said with a smile.

"No, don't listen to people's nonsense. It's all baseless. That piece of land was just cleared this year, so it's growing a bit better. There's no such thing as high quality and high yield."

Upon hearing Village Chief Huang's words, Yang Dazhuang felt an even stronger sense of unease and repeatedly denied that he had planted high-quality, high-yield wheat.