A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Fortunately, Su San was a little smarter than he imagined, and he didn't completely cut off contact with Song Qinghan just because of that man's words.

It's just that when Song Qinghan saw Su San, it was already dark.

Su San looked more than ten years older than during the day, and the unnaturalness of his right leg became more obvious, but he looked calm. After finding Song Qinghan out of the tent, he rubbed his index finger and said, "Dr. leg...do you have a cure?"

In fact, he also knew that he was a little unkind. After all, he had only treated Song Qinghan like that in the afternoon, and now he came to ask others for help, but if it wasn't for the last sentence Song Qinghan left behind, he might just forget it. With that sentence Afterwards, a gleam of hope rose in his heart...

If the leg can be cured, I don't have to be frightened anymore, and I can be tougher when facing the team leader.

Song Qinghan didn't make things difficult for him, after all, what happened in the afternoon wasn't because of him, it was all because of the so-called group leader who was full enough to find fault, even without Su San, he would still be made things difficult for him, so he simply said: "Yes! Where do you live, I'll get it from you!"

Su San hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly, "I live in...the stable."

Instead, Song Qinghan was stunned. He looked puzzled and said: "Aren't the logistics people living in tents? What are you doing in the stables?"

Hearing this question, Su San smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "It's a long story, anyway...do you want to come with me?"

Song Qinghan nodded, went back to the tent to pack up his things, handed the little stone to Ah Hong to take care of, and then followed Su San to his current residence.

No matter how good the stables are, they are still too simple as a place for people to live. Fortunately, the weather is not too cold now, otherwise for Su San, this night would be difficult.

Su San was directed by Song Qinghan to lie down on the thatch, and opened the trouser legs, revealing the affected area that had turned black from bruise.

After Song Qinghan sterilized his hands with wine, he pressed hard on Su San's wound. Seeing Su San's painful expression between his brows, he calmly said, "That kick broke your bones. Injured a blood vessel. In addition, you used the injured leg unrestrainedly in the later stage, which is why you have this appearance. If you try to be brave for another two days, you will have to amputate this leg."

After hearing Song Qinghan's words, Su San's back felt a chill, and a burst of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

He didn't need to doubt Song Qinghan's words, because there was no benefit for Song Qinghan to lie to him, what could he get out of a sloppy racecourse logistics?A few taels of silver is already the limit.

Thinking of this, he still decided to make it clear in advance, so as not to be misunderstood by Song Qinghan.

"Doctor, if you pay me, I..."

Song Qinghan raised his hand, made a stop gesture, and said calmly: "I don't need any reward, but I want to ask you for a favor, but this favor is not necessary, if you don't want to help, just say it , I won't force others to make things difficult, in order not to entangle you, let's settle the matter with your legs first."

After finishing speaking, he didn't delay any longer, and swung the knife directly, slashing at Su San's right leg.

Broken bones only need to be fixed, but those punctured wounds must be cleaned up, otherwise they will develop into inflamed and rotten bad meat in a short time.

Seeing the knife walking up and down her leg, Su San felt a strange sense of pleasure.

In fact, his right leg has long lost feeling, so even if Song Qinghan kept cutting the knife into his bones, he would not frown.

Although he couldn't understand Song Qinghan's treatment method, he still wouldn't say anything, and he was even very obedient. If you read it, you will be very grateful.

But this doesn't mean that he is stupid. He can still see that others use kindness to cover up malicious behavior. For example, even if the team leader had a smile on his face, he couldn't make him feel trustworthy.

While he was wandering, Song Qinghan had already cleaned up his wound, and fixed his right leg with the wooden plank he carried with him, and confessed while wiping his hands: "Don't get soaked in water, but I want you to live here, Even if you want to soak in water, it’s hard. Don’t eat hair, um... this is also difficult. Then there’s only one thing left: don’t exercise too much, stop when you feel uncomfortable, by the way, why don’t you let others Know that your leg is injured?"

Su San rubbed her index finger subconsciously, and said a little embarrassedly: "When working in the racecourse, you must be flexible in your hands and feet, otherwise the team leader will threaten us and throw us to clean up the battlefield, but cleaning the battlefield is too dangerous, and I have children at home. …”

As he said that, he smiled, made a gesture with his hand, and said softly: "It's not much older than your child, and he can't speak much..."

He was obviously smiling, but for some reason, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes as he spoke. Fortunately, he stopped quickly, but the smile on his face could not be maintained at the same time. He slowly retracted it and sighed softly. Said: "It would be nice to end this war as soon as possible, this war..."

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, he lowered his head and did not speak.

After the two were sad, Song Qinghan patted Su San on the shoulder and said, "Take a good rest and come to me if you need anything. I'm usually here except in the morning."

Su San nodded gratefully, and before Song Qinghan left, she couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Song, what did you say you wanted me to help with?"

Song Qinghan paused, without hesitation, and said directly: "I want to find someone to help take care of my son Xiaoshitou for a while, it won't take long, it's probably only an hour or two in the afternoon, I don't know if you... "

"Yes, yes! I'm free."

Su San agreed without waiting for Song Qinghan to finish his question, touched his head with a smile and added: "In the afternoon, I usually ride a horse and go around the racecourse for a few times, so I can bring small stones with me."

His thoughts coincided with his own, so Song Qinghan smiled a little in his eyes, nodded and said: "Thank you very much, I will put the little stone over after your leg is healed. "

Unexpectedly, Su San shook her head, sighed, and said, "I have to do something, Doctor Song might as well put the little stone over earlier, don't worry, I won't let the little stone get hurt."

Seeing that he insisted, Song Qinghan pondered for a moment, finally nodded, waved to him, and walked back to his tent.

Before he reached his tent, he saw an anxious figure hovering at the door. After seeing the man's appearance clearly, he said in surprise, "Shu Luo? You came to find me?"