Xiaoyao Xiaodu Doctor brings space to raise cute brothers and sisters

Wang Xin sighed as he looked at the sad-looking villagers shivering in the cold wind.

He looked at Feng Ling and walked forward.

The village chief and some sharp-eyed villagers finally showed a hint of joy on their faces when they saw that Doctor Wang Xiao and King Ding had returned.

This time, the earth turned over and three elderly people in the village were buried in the rubble due to their mobility problems or various reasons. They were already dead when they were dug out.

Seventeen people were injured to varying degrees.

Overall, the casualties were not very serious.

However, it is still fatal to these ordinary people who are struggling to make ends meet!

They usually cannot afford to see a doctor. In the past, when they were sick, they usually just endured it. Only when they could not bear it any longer would they borrow money to go to the clinic to get one or two prescriptions of medicine.

This situation continued until Doctor Wang Xiao came to the village.

As long as the villagers didn't offend her, anyone who came to her for medical treatment would always get the medicine she prescribed.

Sometimes it is a few pills, sometimes it is small pills the size of soybeans, and sometimes it is herbal medicine, but no matter what it is, it can always cure the disease quickly.

Doctor Wang did not care what the villagers gave him as compensation. Sometimes it was a basket of eggs, and if he was better off he would give a chicken. Sometimes those from poorer families would just give a handful of vegetables. Doctor Wang would not refuse any of them and would cure the illness with a smile.

So, even though Dr. Wang rarely interacts with the villagers on weekdays and his only interaction with the village is almost entirely through treating patients and his little sister who is only two years old, his family still has a unique status in the village.

Originally, Dr. Wang went to Shuocheng, and then a natural disaster like the earth dragon turning over occurred, injuring so many people in the village. Although the survivors did not complain, everyone muttered in their hearts: If only Dr. Wang were here.

Now seeing her come back, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, at least the wounded and sick in the village could be saved.

As the weather got colder day by day, most of the houses in the village collapsed.

Not to mention treating the injuries, even finding a place to stay and having a hot meal became a problem.

The village chief was so worried that the wrinkles on his forehead deepened and his hair was almost turning white.

Now seeing Doctor Wang Xiao and Prince Ding coming, it was like seeing a life-saving straw.

The village chief led everyone forward and was about to kneel down to greet them, but was stopped by Feng Ling.

Cang Ze, Cang Luan and others who were mixed in the crowd also came forward to greet them.

Feng Ling asked about the casualties and exchanged glances with Wang Xin.

Wang Xin understood and stepped forward and said, "Uncle Village Chief, please temporarily place the 17 injured people in the village in my house so that they can receive treatment nearby."

The village chief was overjoyed, and his old face, which looked like an orange peel, finally relaxed a little.

He said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I'll contact the Zhou family and Mr. Xie's family later to temporarily settle the others down. I'll then lead people to dig out the food buried underground and grab every grain we can."

He quickly glanced at Feng Ling with hope, "Alas! I wonder if the government will issue relief food? If not, I wonder if the nearly one hundred people in this village, young and old, can survive this winter? Oh, what a sin!"

Feng Ling saw through his little thoughts.

Under the current circumstances, I'm afraid most of the people affected are holding on to this hope.

Feng Ling did not hesitate and gave him a reassurance, "Don't worry, the government will definitely take care of it. Let's work together to overcome the current difficulties!"

What the village chief meant by what he said just now was actually to see whether the prince would take care of this matter.

Generally, the princes of fiefdoms do not care about local affairs. They just wait for the annual tax payment to be completed and collect the taxes from their fiefdoms.

But, as the saying goes, county management is not as good as current management.

Given his status, a word from him can be much more effective than any ordinary person's kowtow.

After hearing this assurance, the village chief felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

The villagers finally became more lively.

This time, Feng Ling could no longer stop the village chief from taking the lead in kowtowing to him.

Feng Ling helped the village chief up and said, "At present, the disaster situation in the surrounding villages and towns is still unclear, but please rest assured that within three days, the disaster relief supplies will be delivered. Please ask the village chief to lead the young and middle-aged people in the village to save themselves first!"

After saying that, he asked the village chief to invite Landlord Zhou and Mr. Xie to his house to discuss matters.

This is also the custom. At times like this, it is time for the gentry to contribute money and effort.

His words are always more effective than those of the village chief, and he can also minimize the disaster situation in Changshou Village as soon as possible.

After arranging all this, Feng Ling and Wang Xin returned home with the injured.

Wang Xin ordered the front yard to be cleaned up and provided for the injured to stay.

Cangze and his friends, including Aunt Li and Xue Cuo, all moved to the backyard.

Wang Xin also asked Aunt Li to cook porridge for the villagers who were temporarily homeless.

Among the dozen or so wounded, except for three whose bones were broken, the injuries of the rest were not serious.

Wang Xin handled the situation very well, and she even consciously brought Cang Luan and Cang Yuan with her to help.

When it was time to splint, the splint was used; when it was time to sew, the stitches were used; the bleeding was stopped, disinfection was done, and bandages were performed; the whole set of operations went smoothly.

Even so, it took nearly an hour.

Wang Xin was so engrossed in treating the wounded that he didn't hear his stomach growling until all the patients were treated.

It turned out that I didn’t have time to eat lunch and was too hungry.

Cang Shu and Aunt Li had prepared lunch early, but Wang Xin was too engrossed in treating the patient.

Cang Shu went in and called her twice but she didn't hear him, so he had no choice but to keep it warm on the stove.

At this time, seeing Wang Xin returning to his yard, he hurriedly brought the food over.

Wang Xin washed her hands and sat down at the table, only to find that Feng Ling and Xiao Ge'er had not eaten either and had been waiting for her.

Feng Ling has already discussed this with the village chief and Mr. Zhou the landlord.

The gentleman had a small family and a large courtyard, so he simply left housekeeper Xie and his family to look after the main courtyard, and used the other courtyards to accommodate the villagers who were temporarily homeless.

From then on, the gentleman simply lived in the study in Haoger's yard.

The rest of the people were also settled in the village chief's house and the landlord Zhou's house respectively.

As for food, the landlord Zhou and his family, who had the most land in the village, donated food first, and the village chief's aunt led a few women to cook porridge and steamed buns for everyone to eat.

Wang Xin's family had no extra land, so they had no extra food.

Finally, he and Feng Ling donated two hundred taels of silver to help the villagers rebuild their houses.

This is already a lot.

The villagers build their own houses without asking for any wages and do not have to worry about food.

This amount of silver is enough for the villagers to build houses that are no less beautiful than the ones they had before the disaster.

Everyone had hope and was full of energy.

The village chief took the opportunity to lead people to dig out the usable belongings buried in the ruins, and then rebuilt each house as quickly as possible.

After arranging matters at home and preparing medicine for the wounded, Wang Xin gave detailed instructions to Cang Luan and Cang Yuan. Then he planned to take Xiao Ge'er and follow Feng Ling back to Shuo City.

But the magistrate of Changshou County, Zhan Zhongpeng, brought the county magistrate and yamen runners to Changshou Village to investigate the disaster.

Feng Ling stayed to listen to his detailed report on the disaster situation in Changshou County and several nearby villages and towns. Nearly half an hour had passed.

By the time Wang Xin and Xiao Ge'er said goodbye to the tearful Hao Ge'er and set out with Feng Ling to return to Shuocheng, the sky was already gray.

The villagers were so frightened that they were afraid of scaring the earth dragon, so when they returned to the village at noon, they left the white tiger, silver wolf and giant eagle in Changshou Mountain and did not bring them into the village.

At this moment, Wang Xin and Feng Ling simply did not bring any guards with them. After arranging for Cang Yi and Cang Shu to return to Shuo City early the next morning, they took Xiao Ge'er, who was holding the little mink, into Changshou Mountain.

In order to save time on their return trip, they still planned to take Changshou Mountain.

Sure enough, as soon as Wang Xin and Feng Ling entered Changshou Mountain on horseback, they saw Xiao Hei circling in the sky.

An eagle, a tiger and a wolf have almost never been far away over the past year. The moment Xiao Hei swooped down, the figures of the white tiger and the silver wolf also appeared in his field of vision.

After a tiring day, the delicate Wang Xin said she didn't want to be tired at night. She wanted to lie down in the space and let the giant eagle take them back to Shuo City.

Wang Xin put her and Feng Ling's horses into the space, and the white tiger and silver wolf were not left behind.

The space is filled with rich spiritual energy, and there is no creature that would dislike staying here.

Feng Ling looked at Wuyun Taxue who was running happily without looking back, smiled and shook his head, and once again carefully felt this magical space.

However, Xiaogeer was unwilling to enter the space. She wanted to sit on the eagle's back and let Xiaohei carry her to Shuocheng.

By the way, she had never been taken flying by Xiao Hei before.

Just thinking about it is exciting!

Hehehe...

Everyone has their own preferred lifestyle. Wang Xin did not force her and just put Xiao Diao'er into the space.

When Xiao Hei's wings were spread out, they were nearly ten meters long. Xiao Ge'er was sitting on its back. It was so small that if you didn't look carefully, you could hardly see that there was a person sitting on it.

Wang Xin was afraid that Xiaoge would not be able to sit steadily and fall down, so he bought a leash from the system and tied Xiaoge to one of Xiaohei's paws.

After Wang Xin tied the rope, Xiao Hei let out a long cry and then slowly flapped his wings.

Fly up, fly up!

Xiao Hei flew higher and higher, and Xiao Ge became excited. She waved her little fists and wanted to cheer.

But she was in the air, and just as she opened her mouth, "Ah! Ba! Ba! Ba! Ba..."

She couldn't open her mouth at all. The wind from mid-air rushed into her mouth, choking her and completely deforming her voice!

After flying for a while, the chill of the late autumn night couldn't stop penetrating into her clothes.

Although her sister had wrapped her in a cotton jacket before she got on Eagle Back, her calves, her little feet, and her soft little face were almost frozen stiff.

After being tempered by the spiritual spring water, Xiao Hei's senses have become sharper, his body functions are stronger than those of ordinary eagles, and even his speed is much faster than that of ordinary eagles.

When they reached the edge of Changshou Mountain, Xiao Ge'er's hair was blown by the wind into a messier mess than a chicken coop, and she looked like a numb little sand sculpture.

Xiao Ge'er protested inwardly: No, actually I look more like an ice sculpture, my feet are almost frozen off!