The fake rich lady of the era relied on mind-reading to win.

In Zeng Xuewei's view, young doctors are incapable and rely on connections to reach positions. Someone had used their connections to squeeze her into Longling Village before.

At this moment, seeing that Song Zhiyao was good-looking and young, he began to speak arrogantly and point his fingers.

Song Zhiyao was not one to be bullied. She stepped forward and held Zeng Xuewei's finger with such force that everyone around her heard a crunching sound.

Zeng Xuewei also showed pain, while Song Zhiyao looked at her expressionlessly, "You don't want your hand, I don't mind breaking it for you. As for the dirty words in your mouth, I'll return them to you the way they came."

After saying that, she gently released Zeng Xuewei's hand and entered the bathroom with her hateful eyes. However, her eyes showed no fear in Song Zhiyao's eyes, and she began to instruct the villagers to put things away.

Seeing this scene, the other villagers admired Song Zhiyao one after another. Everyone in the village knew about Zeng Xuewei's bad temper. They would take a detour every time they saw her and try to avoid any conflict with her.

Except for those who come to the clinic when they feel really uncomfortable, no one comes here under normal circumstances.

Zeng Xuewei also bullied the simplicity of the villagers here, relying on her status as a health worker to manipulate the people in the village. She was used to pretending to be powerful, so when she met the strong Song Zhiyao, her momentum was naturally a little weaker.

Especially when she saw Song Zhiyao turning a blind eye to her eyes, and her aura was stronger than hers, Zeng Xuewei, who originally wanted to do something, touched her painful finger, but could only give up for a while.

Just because she likes to make trouble without reason doesn't mean she is really a fool. Song Zhiyao is such a young doctor, and Xu Juan, who is older, listens to her and does things. Naturally, she should have some skills and background.

If you can't afford to offend, can you still afford to hide? During this period, the villagers' attitude towards her could also be felt as they were angry. The doctor from the city was here, and whatever happened in the future had nothing to do with her.

He said in a loud voice, "Zhishu Huang, what you just said must be fulfilled. I will go back to the city now. Please apply to me quickly."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the next room. In less than a moment, he packed his luggage and raised his head high to take a look at the villagers inside.

Leaving Longling Village without looking back, Huang Guozhu sighed as he looked at the direction Zeng Xuewei left.

I shouldn't have hired this kind of person in the first place. I thought that besides having an arrogant temper, he should have some medical skills. I didn't expect that he would have an ancestor.

In the future, you must be careful when choosing a hygienist. You must not look for someone with a bad temper. More importantly, your medical skills must be up to standard. They cannot withstand such a toss here.

Fortunately, no one was killed this time, otherwise he would not have peace of mind for the rest of his life.

Thinking that Huang Guozhu was more enthusiastic about Song Zhiyao and the others, he said after putting everything away, "Dr. Song, you stay in the room next door. Go and see if there is anything else you need."

Song Zhiyao and the others, led by Huang Guozhu, came to Zeng Xuewei's room just now. When they opened the door, there was a mess. She must have made such a mess on purpose.

The three of them said nothing and planned to step forward and start cleaning up.

Aunt Deng quickly stopped her as soon as she saw it, and at the same time started to mutter, "Doctor Song, you go aside and rest first, we can do all the work.

She made a mess of a good room, which was the best room in our village. When she came, we cleaned it up for several days. "

Other aunts also started to say, "Dr. Song, you have come all the way to treat our baby. How can I let you do it?"

Huang Guozhu also agreed, "Dr. Song, come with me to the next door. They have more people and strength, and they can take care of them soon." Seeing their enthusiasm, they stopped them from entering, so Song Zhiyao and the other three could only Can follow Huang Guozhu to the next door.

Aunt Deng and the others started to tidy up, and within a few minutes, the messy room was tidied up.

The quilt was also replaced with a clean one, and it was cleaned spotlessly inside and out. The bed was big enough, and the three of them, who were lesbians, could barely squeeze into it.

Now that the weather is getting colder, three people huddled together will not feel too hot.

At this time, the attentive aunt discovered that the wall was dirty, so she hurried home and took the books that the children were not using, tore them apart and pasted them on the wall with the leftovers.

When Song Zhiyao and the others saw the neat room, with the walls covered with books and paper, their hearts warmed.

The older Xu Juan was even more moved. She had gone to the countryside to support before, but every time she lived in a shabby or dirty place, the local villagers were not so caring.

"Aunts, Party Secretary Huang really thanks you. We will do the rest ourselves. You guys go about your business quickly. We will treat the children after we have cleaned up." Song Zhiyao was also very satisfied with the room that had been cleaned up. Under such harsh conditions in such a short period of time, it shows that the villagers are very attentive.

As soon as she said these words, Huang Guozhu and other villagers were even more satisfied. Her humble attitude did not have the sense of superiority she had from the city, and she spoke so gently to them.

What's more important is that they have to treat the children as soon as they arrive, which shows that Song Zhiyao and the others are different from Zeng Xuewei.

Huang Guozhu said bluntly, "Doctor Song, don't worry, you guys have a good rest tonight. The road to us is not easy, and you must be tired from the hard work on the way. We will show it to the children tomorrow."

But Song Zhiyao shook his head, "You can rest anytime. We are here to treat the children."

Just looking at Zeng Xuewei's attitude, she knew that the other party was not serious. She must have given the wrong vaccine or prescribed other medicines to the children.

I want to know what is going on as soon as possible so that I can determine the treatment plan. Keeping the fever high will only cause greater harm to the children's bodies.

Maybe a new virus would breed on them, but Song Zhiyao would not allow this to happen.

Seeing that Song Zhiyao's attitude was so resolute, Huang Guozhu couldn't do anything to her, so he ordered Aunt Deng beside him, "You stay here with Dr. Song and the others. If there is anything you need help with, I'll go back first and let my wife take care of them." The meal is served.

Then make arrangements for the children to come for medical treatment. "

After saying that, before Song Zhiyao could refuse, he said to them, "We are like iron rice and steel. You have been running around for most of the day. Only after you have eaten and drank enough can you have the energy to treat the children."

Unable to refuse, they could only accept it obediently, and the three of them nodded.

When the other villagers saw that they had nothing to do, they all went home one after another. They had to take care of their children when they were sick. They wanted to feed them quickly and then bring them to Song Zhiyao to see.

Seeing everyone leaving one after another, Song Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief. The villagers here were so enthusiastic.

Aunt Deng on the side laughed when she saw this, "Doctor Song and the others don't mean any harm. You don't even know it. We are so happy to hear that a doctor is coming to the city."