The Wizard of Medicine

Chapter 256

Seeing this, Mr. Huang couldn't help but smile: "Everyone, since Mr. Gao and Ms. Jia have expressed their views, Mr. Yan will be the first. What do you think?"

"Good!" "I agree!" There was a burst of cheers and applause from below.

"Then invite Mr. Yan Ziling to come on stage to accept the award."

There was another round of applause from the audience.

The 2000 taels of silver are naturally not real objects, but a bank note.

Yan Zixiu took the silver ticket: "Thank you Mr. Huang, thank you judges, and thank you friends. Everyone, when I came to your town yesterday, I saw that some poor families were short of food and clothing, suffering from hunger and cold. It was very difficult. In my heart I can’t bear it. I live alone, how much money can I use? So I plan to donate more than half of the lottery to buy food, clothing, charcoal and other winter items for poor residents. I also hope to get the support of all benevolent people.”

There was a moment of silence.What's happening here?I finally won the lottery of 2000 taels of silver, and donated more than half of it?
The reason why Yan Zixiu only donated more than half was because of his current status.

Although everyone has never encountered such a situation before, everyone still has inner kindness. The sincerity of "Yan Ziling" moved most of the people present.There was a particularly warm applause.

Ms. Jia said loudly: "Whether I am No.2 or No.3, all my winnings will be donated!"

Mr. Huang's face was rosy and his eyes were watery: "The ancients said: Make friends with literature, and help people with friends. This is really great. We immediately divided the work and divided into [-] groups to find out on the spot. Today we will summarize the results. Tomorrow we will Winter supplies will be distributed. Would you like to participate?"

Yan Zixiu knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?"

Yan Zixiu added a suggestion: "Mr. Huang, I suggest that each group should bring 30 taels of silver first, and if they encounter a particularly difficult situation, they should be rescued first and written off afterward."

Such a good thing, no one is willing to lag behind.

……

Under the leadership of the old man, it is much easier to enter a poor family.

This is a scene that Yan Zixiu has seen many times when he was helping the poor in the local world.No matter how nice it sounds, it is not as sincere as real money.

Yan Zixiu tore off a page from his notebook, wrote a prescription, and took out scattered silver to the head of the household: "Brother, go grab the medicine. Buy some nutritious food. Take three doses, and the food will keep up." "

Yan Zixiu's words were a bit convoluted, but everyone understood.

This sentence moved many people to tears.

Twenty groups, each responsible for investigating about fifty households.

On the way, Ms. Jia asked: "Mr. Yan, I feel that you are very experienced in doing such a thing. Do you often do it?"

Yan Zixiu brought a notebook to register specific information.Contents include: address, family size, poverty status, suggested level of relief, remarks.

"Well, I, how can I thank you." The old man said with tears in his eyes.

Miss Jia looked at Mr. Gao, and felt that he was not as annoying as before: "Hmph, let's just go in one group if you want."

Yan Zixiu naturally pulled a small stool and sat down in front of the bed, and said to the patient, "Don't be afraid. I'm a doctor. I'll take your pulse."

After obtaining consent, he felt the patient's pulse: "You are suffering from a cold, and you lack food in your stomach. After taking the medicine, you will be fine with supplementary food."

"I guess. But I hope I never have to do such a thing. Not that I don't want to do it, but I hope it doesn't."

"This?!" Everyone was taken aback.

"Willing!" "Willing!"...

"Good. Good." The old man wiped away his tears, "Shunzi! Shunzi!"

The old man's tears fell again: "His elder brother, let's go. I will lead you to the next one."

"no problem."

Yan Zixiu immediately supported him.He has seen this kind of phenomenon a lot: "Uncle, it can't be like this, it doesn't have to be like this."

Miss Jia said to Yan Zixiu, "Mr. Yan, I want to be with you."

"There are six people. My mother, my wife, and two children. Winter? How can there be anything for winter?" The old man lowered his head.

When the old man saw real gold and silver, tears came down.

The first is the earth wall yard and earth wall house.The courtyard wall is very low, standing outside the courtyard can see the situation inside.The windows are wooden frames with paper mullions.There are holes in some places.

"Uncle, if you really want to thank us, do us a favor. Take us to learn about the situation of other poor families, what do you think?" Yan Zixiu was willing to give others a chance to give.

A group of people braved the cold wind and stepped on the snow, and under the leadership of the old man, they walked to the next house.

The old man handed over the scattered money to his son: "Go, hurry up and buy some food for the family. I will go out with your elder brother to do some errands."

"Good! From today onwards, no one will freeze to death or starve to death in Xiaoyao Town!" Huang Lao said loudly.

The man plopped and knelt down: "Good man, good man who saves the poor! If the child's mother is gone, our family will be broken up."

Mr. Gao was infected and said loudly: "I donate it all too!"

Yan Zixiu's team includes Mr. Huang, Yan Zixiu, Miss Jia, Mr. Gao, and a young literati named He Jiayu. As the name suggests, he is gentle and elegant.

"We're not here to collect things." Miss Jia frowned, thinking to herself, is there something worthy of being collected by a young lady like her?

The head of the household is a middle-aged man with a sad face: "This is the child's mother. My whole body hurts and I can't get out of bed. It seems to be getting heavier and heavier. Sigh..."

Mr. Gao also hurriedly mustered up his courage and said, "Mr. Yan, I, I also want to be with you."

According to the divided area, the team started door-to-door investigation.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy ran out of the house, barefoot and without shoes: "Father! What's the matter?"

After a while, an old man in ragged clothes came out of the main room, opened the door, and saw five people outside, with doubt and fear in his eyes.

Yan Zixiu looked at Miss Jia.

"Okay." The boy was very happy, and wanted to run away, but Yan Zixiu gently grabbed him.

The other winners were not as wealthy as Mr. Gao and Ms. Jia, but they all donated a part of it within their means.As a result, another 4000 taels were donated for the first prize of 3000 taels.

This is the case with the poor. They have no serious illnesses, but they have no medical treatment and no medicine, so that minor illnesses prolong their lives, and serious illnesses prolong their lives.

"Relief? Investigation? Aren't you here to collect things?" The old man was surprised.

Yan Zixiu gave the boy some money, and said with a warm smile, "Little brother, buy a pair of shoes and put them on."

Yan Zixiu felt sad, and quickly supported the head of the household: "Brother, don't be like this. We are late."

Helping the poor, helping the poor, means that someone is struggling in poverty, so you need to help the poor.Poverty alleviation is of course important, but it is only a temporary solution, and poverty eradication is the ultimate goal.

The old man thought he had repented, and was anxious and afraid.

As soon as the old man's legs gave way, he wanted to kneel down.

Yan Zixiu said softly: "Uncle, don't be afraid, we are here to investigate the poverty situation. Tomorrow we will send relief supplies according to the actual situation. May I ask how many people are there in your family?"

In the second family, the house is low, cramped and dark, and the mistress of the house is lying on the bed and moaning.

Mr. Gao suddenly said: "Brother, give me the prescription, and I'll go get it. I walk fast. No, don't give me the money, I have it."

Yan Zixiu took notes, handed the notebook to Huang Lao, then took out some scattered silver, and held the old man's hand: "Uncle, you need to use these first. We will send some things over tomorrow."

There are 5 to 5000 people in Xiaoyao Town, and one-eighth of them are extremely poor. There are more than 1000 people, with a total of more than [-] households.

Yan Zixiu repeated: "Uncle, how many people are there in your family? How are you preparing for the winter?"

He is a monk in the late stage of Qi training, so of course he walks fast.

At the beginning, he was somewhat resistant to visiting the poor, but Yan Zixiu's natural equality and friendliness gradually infected him.

Seeing that Mr. Gao was so caring, Miss Jia smiled at him.This was the first time that she had smiled at him truly and naturally.

Mr. Gao suddenly felt as if he was on a cloud, and walked away lightly.

(End of this chapter)