The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Guo Cuihong stood at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, holding a crumpled list in her hand with a furrowed brow.

Today she changed into a slightly worn floral shirt. The shirt was a little small and clung tightly to her plump upper body, making her full chest look particularly prominent, while her waist was slender. She wore dark blue cotton trousers with short legs that revealed a section of her slender ankles.

Her hair was disheveled and pulled back, with a few stray strands sticking to her fair neck with sweat. Her face showed obvious anxiety and distress, and she pursed her lips tightly as she looked at the form in her hand.

"I don't care! It's clearly written on the list: five bottles of Daqu liquor, twenty yuan per bottle, a total of one hundred yuan."

Yang Shuisheng was about to go up and greet her when he noticed that there was a man standing next to her.

The man was about forty years old, wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt with a pen clipped to his breast pocket, dark-colored ironed trousers, and shiny black leather shoes.

This attire is considered quite respectable in town, unlike that of an ordinary farmer.

The man held an empty net bag in his hand, his face showing annoyance and impatience.

"I had barely stepped out of the supply and marketing cooperative, and before I could even warm up to it, your silly boy smashed everything to pieces with a bang."

"Look at this! There's glass shards everywhere, and all the wine is gone!"

"You have to pay me back every single penny of this hundred yuan!"

The man pointed at the broken wine bottle and spilled wine on the ground, his voice loud and forceful, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

"I'm so sorry, brother, I'm really sorry."

Guo Cuihong's face flushed red, her eyes brimming with tears of anxiety and shame. She repeatedly bowed and apologized, "Xiaobao didn't mean it, he just didn't mean it. I... I don't have that much money on me. Could you give me a discount?"

"Cheap? That's outrageous!" The man's eyes widened, even more furious. "I just bought it from the supply and marketing cooperative for a hundred yuan, why should I give you a discount?"

"One hundred dollars, not a penny less!"

"Hurry up, give me the money!"

He had a loud voice, which frightened Xiao Bao, who was hiding behind Guo Cuihong and clutching her clothes tightly. Xiao Bao trembled and burst into tears, crying as he shrank further behind Guo Cuihong's legs, mumbling, "Mommy...scared...scared..."

Although Xiao Bao is ten years old, his mental capacity is only that of a four or five-year-old child. He was so frightened by this fierce-looking man that he was completely at a loss and could only cry.

"Little Bao, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." Guo Cuihong turned around with heartache, bent down, and gently patted her son's back to comfort him.

As she bent over, the collar of her shirt opened slightly, revealing a small patch of delicate skin and a deep cleavage, dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

But at that moment, she didn't care about exposing herself; she was only focused on comforting the child.

After a few attempts to soothe him, Xiao Bao's crying subsided, but he was still sobbing and hiding behind her.

"Brother, I only have fifty yuan on me, it's for Xiaobao's medicine... Can I give you fifty yuan first?"

Guo Cuihong straightened up, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and pleaded with the man, "Please leave me an address for the remaining fifty, and I'll definitely deliver it to you tomorrow! I promise!"

"Tomorrow?" The man scoffed, shaking his head repeatedly. "That won't do. If you don't come tomorrow, where am I supposed to find you?"

"You must pay it all back now! Otherwise, this isn't over!"

"I live in Taohua'ao, my name is Guo Cuihong. If you don't believe me, you can come back with me to get the money, or I can write you an IOU and you put your fingerprint on it..."

Guo Cuihong was so anxious that her breathing quickened.

"Peach Blossom Valley?" Upon hearing this, the man's face immediately showed disdain and disgust. "Oh, so you come from that poor mountain village of Peach Blossom Valley. No wonder you're so unlucky."

"You want me to go to Peach Blossom Valley with you? Going that far is just a waste of my time! No way!"

He glanced at Xiao Bao, who was still sobbing, his eyes darting around, and suddenly said, "How about this, I won't make things difficult for you since you don't have money."

"Leave your son here as collateral; go back and get the money yourself."

"The money's here, take the person! How about it?"

"No! No! Mom! I don't want to!" Xiao Bao screamed in fright when he heard that he was going to be taken down. He clung tightly to Guo Cuihong's leg and cried even harder.

"No! This won't do!"

Guo Cuihong panicked and quickly shielded her son behind her, shaking her head repeatedly: "Xiaobao is still young, he can't be without me, brother, please have mercy, don't do this..."

"This won't work, that won't work, what exactly do you want?" The man was completely impatient, pointing to the mess on the ground. "Look at this, how much time have I wasted?"

"Isn't my time money?"

"I'm telling you, you have to pay me back this hundred dollars today!"

"Otherwise, you're not leaving!"

He glanced around at the crowd of onlookers and raised his voice: "Everyone's watching. If you break someone's property, you have to pay for it. It's only right and proper."

"Or you could try borrowing it from someone here and see who's willing to lend it to you."

"In short, we must pay compensation immediately!"

Guo Cuihong looked at the faces of the onlookers with despair.

She didn't know anyone in town, so who could she borrow from?

Finally, she could only turn her pleading gaze to the supply and marketing cooperative. A saleswoman standing behind the counter, peering out, pleaded with a tearful voice, "Comrade...comrade, please help me. Talk to this man on his behalf, or I can buy some things on credit at the supply and marketing cooperative to offset..."

"Hey! Stop!" The saleswoman, a middle-aged woman, immediately waved her hand upon hearing this, her tone curt. "Our supply and marketing cooperative does not offer credit; that's the rule."

"Solve your own problems and don't drag us into it."

Guo Cuihong's last hope was shattered, and tears finally streamed down her face.

Looking at the aggressive man and then at her trembling son, she felt dizzy and wished she could disappear into the ground.

Yang Shuisheng, standing outside the crowd, frowned. Instead of approaching Guo Cuihong to avoid embarrassing her, he chose to walk towards another side door of the supply and marketing cooperative.

He immediately spotted the plump saleswoman who had served him when he bought rice, noodles, and meat that day. Her surname seemed to be Li, and everyone called her Little Li. She was also craning her neck to watch the commotion.

Yang Shuisheng walked over and patted Xiao Li on the shoulder.

Xiao Li was engrossed in reading when someone tapped him on the shoulder, startling him. Turning around, he saw Yang Shuisheng and immediately smiled with surprise and enthusiasm: "Oh! Comrade, it's you! Are you here to buy something again today?"

He remembered Yang Shuisheng. A couple of days ago, this young comrade came to buy things and was incredibly generous. He bought nearly two hundred yuan worth of goods without batting an eye, leaving a deep impression on the people in their supply and marketing cooperative.

"Yeah, just passing by and taking a look." Yang Shuisheng nodded, his gaze falling on Guo Cuihong and the man standing there at the door. He asked Xiao Li in a low voice, "What's going on at the door? It's making such a fuss."

"Hey, don't even mention it." Xiao Li lowered his voice, with a hint of sympathy in his tone, "It's just a young wife from Peach Blossom Village, bringing her mentally challenged child to get medicine."

"That kid was clumsy and broke all five bottles of wine that someone had just bought. Each bottle cost twenty, so five bottles cost a hundred."

"The man is demanding compensation, but the young woman says she only has fifty and asks for an extension. The man refuses, and they're making a scene right now."

"Judging by the man's decent appearance, he's probably from some government agency in town. He's not someone to mess with. That young woman is just unlucky..."

After listening, Yang Shuisheng understood.

He glanced at Guo Cuihong, who was anxiously weeping and helplessly protecting her child, then looked at the arrogant man who wouldn't budge an inch, and his eyes turned slightly cold.

"Comrade Li, here's a hundred yuan." After listening to Xiao Li's story, Yang Shuisheng took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Li, saying in a low voice, "Just say that a kind person took pity on the mother and daughter and helped them pay for it."

"Please give the new bottle to that man and tell him to stop making things difficult for him."

"Remember, don't say I gave it to you."

Xiao Li stared wide-eyed in surprise at the hundred-yuan note handed to him, hesitating before taking it and asking, "Comrade, are you really going to help her pay for it?"

"That's a hundred dollars, no small amount!"

"Do you know her?"

"Yes, I know him, we're from the same village." Yang Shuisheng nodded, his tone indifferent, and handed the money forward a little more. "Don't make a fuss, thank you."

Seeing that Yang Shuisheng was adamant, Xiao Li stopped asking questions and quickly took the money, his opinion of Yang Shuisheng rising even higher.

The person is not only rich, but also kind-hearted.

He quickly turned around and went inside, took five bottles of the same Daqu liquor from the shelf, put them in a net bag, and then walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative to Guo Cuihong and the man who were still at odds.

"Comrade, please stop arguing." Xiao Li waved the net bag and the hundred-yuan bill in his hand at the man. "A kind person who was passing by saw that this young lady was having a hard time with her child and paid for her drinks."

"Here, this is the wine I'm returning to you. It's brand new, please take it."

She handed the net to the man.

The man paused for a moment, took the wine and looked at it; it was indeed the same wine he had just bought.

His anger subsided somewhat, but he still swore. He glanced at Guo Cuihong and snorted, "Hmph! You're lucky you ran into a fool who'll pay for you. Keep a close eye on your silly boy from now on, don't let him bring bad luck to others!"

After saying that, he picked up the wine and left without looking back, leaving Guo Cuihong standing there alone, not yet fully recovered from this sudden turn of events.

"Mommy...don't cry..." Xiao Bao timidly tugged at Guo Cuihong's clothes.

"Thank you! Thank you, comrade! Thank you to that kind person!"

Guo Cuihong suddenly came to her senses. She quickly bowed to Xiao Li and thanked him repeatedly, saying, "Where is that kind person? I need to thank him in person."

She anxiously looked around, trying to find the kind person, but apart from the onlookers, she didn't see anyone who looked particularly like him.

"That comrade left the money and left without leaving his name."

Following Yang Shuisheng's instructions, Xiao Li shook his head: "I don't know who it is either, maybe just someone passing by."

"Young lady, you should take your child home quickly and be more careful in the future."

As she spoke, her eyes unconsciously glanced towards the side entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Guo Cuihong followed his gaze and only saw people coming and going at the side door, without noticing Yang Shuisheng standing in the shadows inside the door.

"Gone? This..." Guo Cuihong felt both grateful and disappointed. She clutched the fifty yuan in her hand tightly, bowed again to the air, and said loudly with a sob in her voice, "Thank you! Thank you so much!"

"I, Guo Cuihong, will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."

After saying that, she wiped away her tears, took Xiaobao's hand, and left the supply and marketing cooperative, looking back every few steps. Her back was thin and lonely, and her hands were still empty, obviously she hadn't bought anything.

Yang Shuisheng stood inside the side door, watching Guo Cuihong and her son walk away before coming out and finding Xiao Li again.

"Comrade Li, what did she want to buy when she came to the supply and marketing cooperative?"

"It seems like she left without buying anything," Yang Shuisheng asked.

"you do not say!"

Xiao Li sighed and shook his head: "It seems she came to ask if there were any medicinal herbs for sale, saying she wanted to get medicine for her son."

"But our supply and marketing cooperative mainly sells daily necessities and non-staple foods; we don't sell medicinal herbs!"

I told her she had to go to the pharmacy.

"I reckon she thinks the things sold at the supply and marketing cooperative are cheaper than outside, and she wanted to ask first, hoping to save a little bit."

"Sigh, she's a poor woman, her husband isn't home, and she's raising that kind of child alone..."

Yang Shuisheng nodded, immediately understanding.

Guo Cuihong wanted to use that fifty yuan to buy as much medicine as possible, so she came to the supply and marketing cooperative to try her luck.

"Comrade, what would you like to buy today?" Xiao Li asked warmly, pointing to the few people queuing up to shop in the supply and marketing cooperative. "There are a few more people today, but that's okay. Just tell me what you want to buy, and I'll get it for you separately. You don't need to queue."

She's giving Yang Shuisheng special privileges.

After all, this person is so generous, so we have to treat them well.

Yang Shuisheng looked around and saw that the supply and marketing cooperative was indeed a bit crowded. Then he remembered that Guo Cuihong still needed to go to the pharmacy to get medicine, and suddenly changed his mind.

"There are a lot of people today, maybe we should call it a day," Yang Shuisheng said, glancing again in the direction Guo Cuihong had left. "I have something else to do, I'll come another day."

"Okay, comrade, come anytime, I'll get it done for you." Xiao Li quickly replied, without pressuring the matter.

Yang Shuisheng nodded to Xiao Li, then turned and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative.

He decided to follow them and see what was going on.

The prescription in Guo Cuihong's hand was written by him. Since they had run into each other, he wanted to help out as much as he could, and he also wanted to see what the quality of the medicinal herbs in the town's pharmacies was like.