Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 438 Free Clinic
It would feel like there was something on his face, and after listening to the conversation among the crowd, he stretched out his hand and wiped it in disbelief, it was still sticky and silky...

Looking at it, he almost didn't vomit blood.

"Ah..." He was crazy, he was really crazy!

Although he, Jiang Jiayao, was cheating everywhere, how had he ever been insulted like this?
spit?What kind of method is this?
How can there be a person who spits with his hands?

It doesn't make sense at all!
He was thinking about these things, but he never thought about what he himself had done, defrauding the old man of his hard-earned money, and never insulting the old man.

He even said that others were unreasonable and insulted him.

Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated, how can we just talk about it casually.

After having Uncle Ge's mouthful of thick phlegm, the uncles and aunts finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Fan found out the stolen money cheated by Jiang Jiayao before, and under the arrangement of Feng Yang and others, he returned all the money of the deceived villagers.

A moment later, Chang Yong led the team.

After seeing Jiang Jiayao and five people in ragged clothes and unkempt faces, they couldn't help but gasp.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Fan, showing doubts. After all, beating someone wouldn't make him like this, right?
Zhang Fan pointed to the grandpa and aunt who were watching the play, and said, "I've committed public anger, you understand."

Chang Yong nodded suddenly: "So that's how it is, Xiao Fan, you are really my lucky star. I have been arresting these liars for more than half a year, but I didn't expect to be caught by you."

Zhang Fan was very powerless: "Brother Chang, hurry up and arrest him."

"Okay." Chang Yong didn't care, and led someone to bring the liar into the car.

Afterwards, Zhang Fan asked Feng Yang to hand over the evidence to Chang Yong. After a few casual conversations, Chang Yong led the team away.

After the matter was over, a group of elders and aunts gathered around, looking at Zhang Fan like a baby.

"Xiao Fan, if it weren't for you, we might have to continue to be kept in the dark."

"Thanks to Xiaofan, otherwise our hard-earned money would be gone."

"If Xiaofan doesn't come, not only will we be cheated out of money, but we will also take advantage of that gentle scum."

"Xiaofan is good, Baishi Village has Xiaofan, it is the blessing of our Baishi Village!"

"It's true, if Xiaofan wants to build a square, don't we old bones benefit from it?"

"Yes, yes, speaking of it, we have a lot to thank Xiaofan."

"... "

The uncles and aunts praised Zhang Fan, and Feng Yang, Wu Xiaokang and others admired Zhang Fan even more.

While Zhang Fan was proud, he was flattered at the same time.

He thought for a while and said, "Grandpas and aunts, the reason why you were deceived in buying medicine today is because you feel that there is something wrong with your body, so I decided that tomorrow I will go to the clinic in person and give you a free clinic for a day, so that everyone can have the medicine. A good body."

"Time, tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, location, village infirmary, please spread the news so that all the villagers come for a physical examination."

Hearing this news, the uncles and aunts seemed to have exploded.

"Thank you Xiaofan, you are such a good boy!"

"With Xiaofan attending the consultation in person, we can all have a good body, so what kind of medicine should we buy?"

"Don't worry, Xiaofan, we will definitely spread the news."

"... "

The villagers talked about Zhang Fan's goodness and left happily.

After separating from Feng Yang and other security guards, Zhang Fan came to the infirmary.

He has to talk to Han Jing about the free clinic tomorrow. Besides, he hasn't been to the infirmary for a while, so he'll stop by to have a look.

Zhang Fan looked around and saw Han Jing in the infusion room.

She was wearing a white coat, and she was concentrating on getting needles for the patients. Zhang Fan didn't bother her, watching her busy.

Maybe she noticed something, Han Jing turned her head to take a look after getting the needle, and immediately showed a sweet smile.

Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing, the meaning is obvious, you should do your work first.

Han Jing understood that the matter was dealt with later, and then adjusted the speed of the infusion.

"Sister Hu, if you feel uncomfortable later, remember to call me, I'm next door."

"Okay, be quiet, you go to work."

Han Jing nodded before meeting Zhang Fan.

"Brother Xiaofan, why are you here?"

Looking at the youthful and beautiful angel in white, Zhang Fan couldn't help but reach out and scratch her little nose.

"Oh~" Han Jing blushed at Zhang Fan's sudden attack, and couldn't help lowering her head.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Fan laughed.

"Okay, let's stop teasing you, how about being quiet, have you encountered any problems recently?"

Han Jing obviously hadn't calmed down yet. She lowered her head and said, "The patients who come to the infirmary are basically suffering from headaches and brain fever. These are still difficult for me. I haven't encountered any other problems that cannot be solved."

Zhang Fan nodded. Han Jing has become a qualified village doctor after being baptized by the canteen poisoning incident last time.

Afterwards, Zhang Fan talked about tomorrow's free clinic, which requires Han Jing's help.

Of course, this is a good learning opportunity for Han Jing.

Sure enough, Han Jing was very happy to hear that.

"Brother Xiaofan, I will definitely assist you tomorrow, and I can finally learn from you."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan was a little ashamed. He really hadn't taught Han Jing well for a long time.

Zhang Fan reached out and stroked Han Jing's soft long hair.

"Silly girl, Brother Xiaofan won't look for you, you can look for Brother Xiaofan."

"But... Brother Xiaofan, you are so busy." Han Jing sniffed.

Zhang Fan put on a serious face: "No matter how busy you are, how can you leave my house alone?"

Han Jing was teased by him, and laughed again. She blushed, bit her lower lip, and hugged Zhang Fan actively.

Zhang Fan was taken aback by her, and then patted her shoulder.

The whole afternoon, Zhang Fan didn't go anywhere, just stayed with Han Jing in the infirmary for the whole afternoon.

Nine o'clock in the morning the next day.

When Zhang Fan came to the infirmary, there were already four or no. 50 people gathered at the door, which was extremely lively.

Seeing Zhang Fan coming, the villagers greeted with smiles.

Zhang Fan clapped his hands and said, "Grandpas, grandparents, uncles and aunts, our free clinic will start soon, please don't rush or mess up, I guarantee that everyone can receive the test, so from now on, everyone line up, let's go one by one Come on, will you?"

"Okay!" The crowd shouted.

Afterwards, the villagers lined up very consciously.

Zhang Fan nodded in relief, and then stepped into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Han Jing had already prepared a table and three chairs.

In addition, she also prepared paper and pens to record important knowledge. In addition, if the villagers were found to be wrong, they had to write a prescription.

Zhang Fan believes that since the clinic is free, it should be more comprehensive, and the diagnosis, prescribing and taking medicine are all free!

"Brother Xiaofan, let's start." Han Jing took the pen and paper, already impatient.

"Okay." Zhang Fan smiled and sat down.

Aunt Zhang, who was at the front of the line, immediately stepped forward and sat on the chair, still a little nervous.

The villagers lined up behind either pricked up their ears or stood on tiptoe, and all focused their attention on this side.

Looking at the fifty-year-old aunt in front of him, Zhang Fan said: "Aunt Zhang, don't be nervous, I'll take your pulse first."

"Okay, I'm not nervous." Aunt Zhang stretched out her arm.

Zhang Fan started to feel his pulse, and after a while, he withdrew his hand and asked, "Aunt Zhang, have you ever felt sour in your stomach recently, and you want to vomit?"

Aunt Zhang nodded again and again: "Xiaofan, you are right, I feel like I am pregnant all the time, as if I am pregnant with a baby. I dare not tell anyone about this matter. My wife has been dead for several years. If I was misunderstood that I was pregnant with a baby, and I was ashamed to face people."

"Haha..." The villagers behind burst into laughter.

"You guys are laughing." Mrs. Zhang blushed.

Zhang Fan also couldn't laugh or cry: "Aunt Zhang, you are not pregnant, you are in the early stage of gastric ulcer."

"What sheep?" Aunt Zhang was puzzled.

Zhang Fan quickly explained: "Stomach ulcer is a stomach problem, but your disease is still in the early stage. I will write you a prescription, and then you will come to pick up the medicine in the afternoon with the prescription. It is free, and you will be fine after eating."

After hearing the result, Aunt Zhang was overjoyed and thanked again and again.

"Thank you, Xiaofan."

Zhang Fan smiled, then wrote the prescription and handed it to Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang went back happily.

Han Jing recorded all this by the side.

"Next person."

Soon, an old man in his sixties came over, smoking a cigarette.

"Xiaofan, I feel like coughing every day, and coughing every time I smoke, what's wrong with it, please help me find out."

Zhang Fan was speechless.

"Master, if you don't want to cough, you have to stop smoking."

"What?" The uncle seemed to have encountered a huge problem, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled into a ball.

After holding back for a long while, he said: "Xiaofan, can you smoke less?"

"No." Zhang Fan's face darkened: "Come on, sir, let me take your pulse first to see if there are any other problems."

"Okay." The uncle was very unwilling, and took a deep puff of the cigarette bag to feel better.

Zhang Fan pretended he hadn't seen it, and felt his pulse, and found that he was in good health, but the biggest problem was his addiction to cigarettes.

But looking at this uncle's situation, it is impossible to quit smoking. Zhang Fan can only persuade him to smoke less, and then he will be called the next one.

"Auntie, there is nothing wrong with you and you are in good health."

"Uncle, you have gastritis, try to drink less and smoke less in the future, and I will prescribe medicine for you later, and you will be fine after taking care."

"Grandma Li, your blood pressure is a bit high, rest more, don't get so angry, it's nothing serious."

"... "

The villagers came one by one and left happily.

They all believed in Zhang Fan. After being checked by him, the villagers were very relieved.

Everyone is more and more grateful to Zhang Fan. Now Zhang Fan is in the village, and his prestige is not ordinary.

There are more than [-] households in Baishi Village. Due to the mine disasters in the past few years, many orphans and widows have been created, so each household has an average of about three people.

A small half of young and middle-aged people did not come to the free clinic. The total number of villagers who came to the free clinic was 92, which is not a large number.

So this day's free clinic ended at [-]:[-] p.m. that day.

Afterwards, every villager got free medicine, was grateful to Zhang Fan, and left with joy on his face.

(End of this chapter)