The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

Watching the old lady staggering away, Chen Xi felt mixed emotions.

On the other side of the clinic, Chen Zhenwen found a middle-aged doctor who was seeing patients on the same day as Chen Xi, hoping that he could help the old lady with her leg disease.

The doctor's medical skills are mediocre. He can deal with common illnesses such as colds, but when faced with complex challenges such as fractures, he seems overwhelmed and dares not take the plunge easily.

After a cursory inspection, he realized that he could not solve the old lady's problem, but suddenly an idea came to him and he recommended Chen Xi to Chen Zhenwen.

Ever since the last minor friction, he had been brooding over Chen Xi and secretly vowed to find an opportunity to avenge his previous humiliation.

Now, this opportunity seemed to be right in front of them - if Chen Xi could bring her back to health, everyone would be happy; if not, it would be a good opportunity to laugh at her, dampen her spirit, and prevent her from being so arrogant and complacent again.

"That doctor with extraordinary skills has become very famous recently. He is at the peak of his career. Every day, there is a constant stream of patients coming to see him. Why don't you give it a try?"

Chen Zhenwen calmly stretched out his finger and lightly tapped Chen Xi who was sitting quietly beside him, but there were subtle emotions in his eyes that were not easy to detect.

"I'm not interested in her medical skills. Is there no other doctor to choose from in our clinic?"

Chen Zhenwen looked displeased, his pride making it difficult for him to accept the fact that he had to ask Chen Xi for help.

"Today, there are only two of us here. If you are willing, perhaps we can find someone else tomorrow morning?"

The middle-aged doctor spoke calmly, but he could not hide a hint of helplessness. Instead of easing the atmosphere, his suggestions seemed to have touched the chord of dissatisfaction in Chen Zhenwen's heart.

"Come back tomorrow? Have you witnessed the pain of my mother's leg disease? Is this delay curing the disease or delaying the disease? How come this clinic can't even find a doctor who is worth his salt?"

Chen Zhenwen was filled with anger, and his words were filled with deep disappointment and blame.

Upstairs, bursts of heated arguments penetrated the wooden boards, causing Wanyu to frown slightly. She decided to go downstairs to find out what was going on.

As soon as I reached the corner of the stairs, Chen Zhenwen's sharp words came into my ears clearly.

"There is no shortage of experts in this clinic. Chen Xi's medical skills are second to none. Many people have come here to see him for his amazing healing skills."

"Oh? So I was so slow to realize it. When did my niece become a miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life?"

Chen Zhenwen's lips curled up in a mocking tone, his words full of doubt and disdain for Chen Xi's new identity.

"Niece?" Upon hearing this, Wanyu looked at Chen Xi with confusion, as if looking for an answer.

Chen Xi just smiled calmly without any explanation. That smile was both calm and contained some unspeakable depth.

Wanyu looked directly at Chen Zhenwen, her words firm and with unquestionable authority: "Chen Xi is the treasure of our clinic. Her medical skills are superb and well-known. If you have any doubts about her medical skills, you might as well ask those patients who have been cured by her to see if anyone dares to shake their heads and deny it."

"What's the use of having great medical skills? If you don't even want to treat your own grandmother's leg pain, what kind of doctor is she? As the saying goes, a doctor is like a parent. I think her heart has long been eroded by indifference and selfishness."

Chen Zhenwen's words were like a sharp blade, cutting through the last trace of harmony in the air.

Outside the house, several villagers who had been waiting for a long time finally couldn't hold back and worked together to carry the groaning old lady Chen into the house.

When they saw Chen Xi, they were all stunned, with disbelief written all over their faces.

It turns out that Chen Xi is not only good at collecting herbs, but also practices medicine here.

"Chen Xi, why are you here? Did you know our whereabouts and deliberately wait here for us?"

Zheng Cuihua's teasing made Chen Xi smile, with a hint of mockery and helplessness in her smile.

"Sitting back and forth? If I had that kind of leisure time, I would rather pick a few more herbs. Your imagination is really too rich."

Chen Xi's rebuttal was so natural and relaxed that Zheng Cuihua was speechless for a moment and her face flushed.

"You..." Zheng Cuihua's face turned red and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"It seems that we have misunderstood her. She is now a popular doctor in the Jitang, so her airs are naturally different from before."

Chen Zhenwen's words instantly attracted everyone's attention, including Old Lady Chen in the car.

Chen Zhenwu was also full of suspicion. He first glanced at Chen Xi doubtfully, then turned his gaze to Chen Zhenwen, with a questioning gleam in his eyes.

"Brother, is this serious? Does Chen Xi really know medicine?" He lowered his voice, as if he still couldn't fully believe this sudden change.

"I am not exaggerating. I couldn't believe it at first, but it was all confirmed by the pharmacy owner himself."

Chen Zhenwen acted as if it had nothing to do with him, but there was a hint of surprise in his words.

Seeing this, Chen Zhenwu took a step forward and asked Chen Xi directly: "Since you are able to save the world, why didn't you help your elders with their leg disease when we met in the mountains yesterday? As a result, my old mother was in pain and couldn't sleep all night. She was miserable."

Chen Xi turned his face slightly, unwilling to argue with the second uncle who claimed to be his elder.

In her memory, the image of her second uncle was not entirely hateful. Although he was not overly harsh to her and her younger brother, his excessive pedantry and blind obsession with filial piety were always like an invisible wall that separated their hearts.

"That's right. You know medical skills, but you are unwilling to share the pain for your grandma. Can you still be considered a member of the Chen family? You change your attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. You are so ungrateful!"

Zhou Xuemei, who was standing by, couldn't wait to join the moral crusade.

However, Chen Xi's attitude towards Zhou Xuemei was far less tolerant than that towards his second uncle.

As far as I can remember, Zhou Xuemei's face always seemed to be filled with coldness and disdain, and the beatings and scoldings she received were like the daily wind and rain, endless.

"A member of the Chen family? I no longer belong to the Chen family. Have you forgotten that you kicked me out of the house and we each went our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other?" Chen Xi's words were calm and firm.

"You can just cut it off if you say so? Isn't it the blood of the Chen family that flows in your body? You didn't grow up on a whim. We raised you up with just one mouthful of rice and one mouthful of soup! Now you turn around and bite us. Where is your conscience?"

Zhou Xuemei's voice became increasingly sharp, and every word she spoke revealed her resentment and anger.

The argument between the two attracted the attention of the people waiting for treatment. People gathered in a circle and pointed their fingers at Chen Xi, their eyes full of condemnation and confusion.

Chen Xi's lips curled up into a scornful smile, which was filled with a bit of sadness and irony.

Those who blindly follow the trend and do not distinguish right from wrong are the truly indifferent and ignorant.