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1978, summer.

The weather is hot and the sun is shining brightly. The villagers of the Red Guard Brigade are busy in the fields. The water in the paddy fields has basically been drained. There are ditches crisscrossing each other, and the roads next to them are like spider webs exposed by the scorching sun. Cracked fields.

The golden ears of rice bent the rice.

On the back of the mountain, a stream winds out from the mountains, and a small mountain village is located at the foot of the mountain beside the stream.

Different from the open plain areas, the houses in the small mountain villages are close together, and the criss-crossing lanes are paved with stone slabs. Even on rainy days, you don’t have to worry about the muddy roads. This was a joint effort of the whole team more than ten years ago. It was a big project that took more than half a year to complete.

There are a few houses at the end of the village closest to the mountains that are the most remote.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?"

"Old man!"

"Dad!" Song Yunping was helping her mother clean up in the kitchen. Suddenly she heard her mother's anxious cry outside. I want to help my father up.

Song Yunping hurriedly ran forward and helped her mother help her father sit up.

"Mom, what happened to my dad?"

The mother also looked anxious, with tears in her eyes, "I don't know. When I came out, I saw your dad lying on the ground."

"Dad! Dad!" Song Yunping shouted several times anxiously and worriedly, but Song's father still didn't respond at all. Although Song Yunping was not proficient in medical skills, Song's father was an out-and-out doctor. Although his medical skills were not very good, he was still there. Shili Baxiang is somewhat famous, and Song Yunping has been exposed to it since childhood, and Song Yunping has learned a little bit about it.

Song Yunping hurriedly reached out to explore the side of her father's neck, and immediately panicked because her father's pulse had become very weak.

"Mom, I'm going to call someone. I need to send dad to the hospital quickly." Song Yunping only knew a little bit about how to treat diseases. Although she was anxious, she could only suppress her anxiety at this time and try her best to make him sick. I kept calm, because my mother was already at a loss and was at a loss. If it dragged on any longer, my father's current situation would definitely be very critical.

"Xiao Ping, what's wrong?"

As soon as Song Yunping ran to the entrance of the courtyard, a black shadow like an iron tower stopped in front of her. Before Song Yunping could speak, the black shadow took the lead in asking.

"Brother Wang Zhong, my dad fainted!" The person who came was none other than Wang Zhong who came to the dungeon world.

The system directly arranged for Wang Zhong to be a neighbor of the old Song family. However, he was not from the village, but went to the countryside to stay in the Shanbei Brigade. He even had his household registration in the village. Because of his eloquence and ability, he was quite popular in the village.

"Uncle Song fainted?" After hearing this, Wang Zhong didn't care about anything else. He strode forward, passed Song Yunping and entered the Song family courtyard.

"Auntie, don't worry, let me take a look first!" Wang Zhong hurriedly knelt down, first felt his breath, then his eyes, and finally felt Song's father's pulse.

"Don't worry, Uncle Song is depressed and anxious!" As he spoke, Wang Zhong picked up Father Song and hugged him.

"Xiao Ping, go to my house and bring over the dark red medicine box on the table in the main room."

"How about sending my dad to the hospital?" Song Yunping asked.

Wang Zhongdao: "The county is so far away. With Uncle Song's current situation, if the situation worsens on the way, I'm afraid he won't be able to reach the county hospital. You can bring my medicine box over first, and I'll give Uncle Song a few injections first."

Song Yunping knew that Wang Zhong liked to play chess and discuss medical skills with his father on weekdays. Wang Zhong was also the only person in the Shanbei Brigade who had no prejudice against her family.

After hearing this, he no longer hesitated and ran out immediately.

"Xiaochong, how is Xiaoping's father?" Song's mother asked with tears in her eyes and a worried look on her face.

Wang Zhong said: "Don't worry, Auntie, you and Xiaoping found out in time, so there's nothing serious for the time being!" After saying that, he started to press several of Song's father's acupoints, watching Wang Zhong's skillful movements, but as long as Song's father didn't wake up, , it’s impossible for Mother Song not to worry.

"Is it this?" Song Yunping gasped, holding a sandalwood box in her hand.

"That's right!" Wang Zhong took the medicine box, put it on the bedside, opened the lid, and took out the needle bag made of cowhide.

"Auntie, please take off Uncle Song's shirt!"

"Xiao Ping, bring the oil lamp!"

The two of them didn't dare to slack off and immediately copied it. Wang Zhong took out the silver needle from the needle bag, heated it briefly on the flame of the oil lamp, and then quickly inserted it into multiple acupuncture points on Father Song's body.

Then he used a special needle to prick Father Song's index finger and let out blood. After a moment, as the blood was released, Father Song's breathing gradually became heavier and his pulse became much stronger. He just wanted to wake up. It will take a while to get here.

Song Yunping and Song's mother stood nearby and watched nervously, not daring to say anything for fear of disturbing Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong took off the silver needle and put it back into the needle bag after disinfecting it.

"Is this good?"

"How come my dad hasn't woken up yet?" Song Yunping asked doubtfully. Although she and her mother had no medical skills, she could still see the changes in Song's father's face and breathing.

Wang Zhong said: "Uncle Song is a lot older and not in good health. How can he be compared with young people in their early twenties who don't wake up so quickly."

"But it's almost over. Auntie, please stay and pay attention to Uncle Song's situation. If there are any changes, tell me immediately. Xiaoping, please go back with me and prepare the side medicine for Uncle Song. Stir it up and give it to Uncle Song to take."

"No need to go to the hospital?" Mother Song asked still worriedly.

Wang Zhong said: "Uncle Song's condition has stabilized, but his body is still a little weak. There is no need to go to the hospital for the time being. Let's take a look first and then talk about it if the situation repeats."

When Song's mother was about to say something, Song's father's eyelids on the bed trembled slightly and he groaned a few times.

"Her dad! Her dad!" Song's mother hurriedly sat by the bed, grabbed Song's father's hand, and shouted in a low voice with anticipation.

Song Yunping watched her father wake up and breathed a sigh of relief, no longer doubting Wang Zhong's words.

"Mom, then you stay and take care of dad. I'll go get some medicine with Brother Wang Zhong first!"

"Good good!"

Mother Song nodded quickly and said, "Go quickly! Go quickly! I'm watching over here."

"Brother Wang Zhong!" Song Yunping looked at Wang Zhong with gratitude in her eyes.

Wang Zhong said: "Come with me!"

After saying that, he put the covered medicine box on his shoulders and walked out first, followed closely by Song Yunping.

Wang Chong's family lives in front of Song Yunping's family, only seven or eight meters apart. In the middle is a vegetable field, which belongs to Song Yunping's family. Song Yunping also helps her mother take care of it on weekdays. This year's rain and sunshine are abundant, and the fields are full of vegetables. The vegetables are growing vigorously.

After bypassing the Song family, passing through the vegetable field, and walking through the aisles, they arrived at the door of Wang Zhong's house.