Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Some villagers in the same village couldn't bear it. They didn't care about saving face for Li Xiucai, so they covered their mouths and noses and rushed out the door.

The people left behind were all so smoked that they looked ugly and frowned.

Li Xiucai felt as if his face had been slapped, and it was so hot that he wanted to get into the ice cellar.

Despite this, he was reluctant to leave just now, and wanted to endure it for a while, and then explain to Zhao Zhizhi after everyone left.

However, things are not as simple as he thought.

He was gritting his teeth and tightening his buttocks, holding back the gas churning in his stomach.

The next second, his stomach suddenly made a long and dense sound. His eyes suddenly widened and his expression became a little intriguing.

Zhao Zhizhi was the closest to him, and he was holding his breath so hard that his face turned red.

Just when she was hesitating to say a word of concern, she heard Li Xiucai ask urgently:

"Zhizhi, where is the toilet in Dr. Liu's house? Please tell me quickly."

Zhao Zhizhi was really afraid that he would pull his trouser pockets, so he hurriedly pointed in a direction, blinked his eyes, and signaled him to stop saying anything and go quickly.

Li Xiucai immediately ran away as fast as possible and disappeared.

Fortunately, the toilet is in the backyard, otherwise those who see the doctor today would probably rather endure the pain and come back another day.

There was still some smell in the courtyard, so Zhao Zhizhi simply found a piece of medicinal cloth and tied it on his face to cover it up.

Then, she bent down and took out the incense burner from under the table, and calmly lit the cigarette. After a while, the rich and fragrant smell of smoke covered the small courtyard.

Everyone was able to take a deep breath of fresh air.

Zhao Zhizhi took off the medicine cloth as if nothing was wrong, and smiled calmly:

"Let's continue, Aunt Niu, what's wrong with you?"

After a while, Li Xiucai, who had solved the major event in his life, came back from the hut feeling refreshed.

He simply ignored the different looks from around him. As he got closer, he heard some people whispering, and their words were full of ridicule.

Li Xiucai's face heated up and he glared angrily, but that was all.

He told himself not to care about these superficial people because he couldn't be embarrassed in front of Zhao Zhizhi.

In fact, he is as timid as a mouse and dare not cause trouble.

Li Xiucai convinced himself, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and walked towards Zhao Zhizhi.

Without raising her head, Zhao Zhizhi said to the person whose pulse she had just checked: "Your illness may be serious or minor, but you don't need to take too much medicine. I will give you some herbs that can strengthen your body and strengthen your body. Go back and boil it and take it." All you need is a meal,”

Her serious look was even more charming than usual. At least Li Xiucai was already staring at her intently before he even walked up to her.

Zhao Zhizhi raised his head and looked at him calmly, and just smiled. When Li Xiucai covered his stomach, he ran to the toilet again.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhizhi's smile became brighter and his attitude towards patients became more gentle.

Throughout the whole day, even those who were in pain were so dizzy from Zhao Zhizhi's few words that they forgot what night it was.

Li Xiucai also gradually turned from full of vitality at the beginning to depression.

Li Xiucai, who had come out of the toilet for an unknown number of times, was almost exhausted.

He couldn't figure it out for a while. He obviously didn't eat anything randomly, so why did he suddenly have a stomachache?

At this time, the villager at the back couldn't stand it anymore and said kindly: "Xiucai, if you feel uncomfortable, just go back and rest. You can't help Miss Zhao as much as you are now."

When Li Xiucai heard this, he turned around and glared at the man, and said angrily: "Does it have anything to do with you? Mind your own business."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach started to feel upset again. Li Xiucai clutched his stomach and looked pale.

Zhao Zhizhi seemed to be done with it. After looking at the patient on hand, he stood up and walked towards him.

The sights of the villagers also followed, and some good-hearted people were already talking in low voices.

"Tell me, does Miss Zhao still like Li Xiucai?"

"This Li Xiucai is already relying on Miss Zhao, how can he still have a lie?"

"If you ask me, this Li Xiucai is not worthy of Miss Zhao at all."

"You are worthy of me. Don't forget, I am a scholar after all. Maybe Chunwei will go to high school. That will be a good thing to honor our ancestors."

Zhao Zhizhi's ears were very sensitive and he could probably hear some of these people's whispers, but he just pretended not to hear them.

However, she did become a little interested in this Chunwei. Chunwei should be a test in this world, and she didn't know how it was different from her time.

The thought flashed through her mind and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Zhizhi is not a person with great ambitions. As long as she has enough to eat, it is already a very happy thing for her.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhizhi also walked to Li Xiucai's side.

Looking at him sweating profusely, he quickly pretended to be worried and said, "Is it painful? Otherwise, you can stretch out your hand and let me feel your pulse."

Zhao Zhizhi really couldn't shamelessly call him Li Lang in front of so many people. He didn't even like him at all, so how could he get close to him.

Li Xiucai was only immersed in the pain of stomach pain and did not notice any change in her title.

There was another strange sound in his stomach, and he wanted to continue running to the toilet. He only moved his steps once, and his legs fell to his knees weakly.

Zhao Zhizhi was gloating in his heart, but pretended to be anxious on the surface.

He tilted his head and said to the villagers in line: "Can two people help carry him to the table so that I can give him acupuncture?"

As soon as these words came out, two men who were taller than Li Xiucai immediately responded: "I'm here to help, I'm here to help too."

They moved Li Xiucai to the table without any effort.

Zhao Zhizhi smiled at them, turned around and took out the silver needle from his sleeve. Without him even taking off his clothes, he narrowed his eyes and pierced several acupoints on Li Xiucai's neck.

In fact, to treat Li Xiucai's diarrhea, pricking acupuncture points on his stomach was most effective, but Zhao Zhizhi really didn't want to be relied upon by him, so he could only settle for the next best thing.

The acupuncture points she is pricking with silver needles are relatively fragile and can stimulate the nerves the most.

It was as if Li Xiucai was suffering from hysteria. During the injection, he either rolled his eyes or drooled, making a fool of himself.

When he was in pain, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't open his mouth. The feeling was like boiling a frog in warm water. The water was about to get hot, but he couldn't escape.

Seeing the fear in Li Xiucai's eyes, Zhao Zhizhi knew that his plan was successful.

She slowly pulled the needle out, sighing as she did so: "This should be the side effect of the two herbs you took. I didn't expect it to be so strong. I have to write it down later."

After that, she thought of something again and looked at Li Xiucai with bright eyes.