The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

"No need to vote for me specifically." Yang Shuisheng picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and said in a calm tone, "These things should be left to nature."

"If you can take it, great; if not, oh well. You can't force it."

He had never really wanted the position of village cadre; it was Zhao Youcai who forced it upon him.

It would be best to get some benefits, but it doesn't matter if I don't.

"That won't do!" Guo Cuihong insisted, looking at him earnestly. "I'm voting for you. I think you're much better than them!"

"If you become a village cadre, you will definitely be able to do some practical things for our village."

Her words carried a simple trust and a touch of selfish expectation.

In her heart, Yang Shuisheng was an extremely capable and kind-hearted person, much better than those in the village who only thought about getting benefits and were good at talking.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Yang Shuisheng stopped trying to persuade her, just smiled and continued eating with his head down.

Seeing that he didn't refute her, Guo Cuihong smiled happily and started eating her meal, occasionally putting food on Yang Shuisheng's plate.

After finishing his meal, Xiao Bao ran out to play in the yard, leaving only Yang Shuisheng and Guo Cuihong in the main room.

"Brother Shui...Brother Shui, could I trouble you again?"

Guo Cuihong was clearing away the dishes when she hesitated for a moment, her face slightly flushed. A little embarrassed, she said to Yang Shuisheng, "I don't know what's wrong with my neck, I think I've got a stiff neck. It hurts terribly, even turning my head is difficult. Could you massage it for me again?"

As she spoke, she gently twisted her neck, and her brows immediately furrowed; it really hurt.

"Okay, sit down." Yang Shuisheng didn't refuse.

Guo Cuihong sat down at the table as instructed, lowering her head slightly to reveal a section of her fair and slender neck.

Yang Shuisheng walked behind her, rubbed his hands together to warm them, and then gently placed them on the muscles at the back of her neck.

His long, strong fingers, carrying a warm sensation, began to press and knead the acupoints and meridians on the back of her neck and the sides of her shoulders with neither too light nor too heavy pressure.

His technique is professional; it can relieve muscle stiffness while also providing a soothing warmth.

"Um……"

Guo Cuihong let out a soft moan of comfort, her body unconsciously relaxing as she leaned back slightly.

She could clearly feel the strength and temperature of Yang Shuisheng's fingers. The just-right kneading quickly relieved her sore neck. A tingling and aching comfort spread from her neck to her shoulders, even making her feel a little weak all over.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling gently, and her breathing gradually became steady and long.

The room was quiet, filled with an indescribable, ambiguous atmosphere.

Yang Shuisheng didn't dare to look too long, because from his angle, he could easily see Guo Cuihong's deep cleavage and fullness.

After massaging her for about ten minutes, Yang Shuisheng felt that her stiff muscles had softened considerably, so he stopped. "Alright, Sister Cuihong, move around a bit. Does it feel better?"

Guo Cuihong slowly opened her eyes, tried to turn her neck, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Hey! It really doesn't hurt much anymore, I feel much better. Brother Shuisheng, your skills are truly amazing."

"It's good that you're alright. It's getting late, I should head back now." Yang Shuisheng washed his hands and prepared to leave.

"Okay, take care on your journey." Guo Cuihong saw him to the door, her eyes filled with reluctance, but she still smiled and waved goodbye.

By the time we left Guo Cuihong's house, it was completely dark.

There were few streetlights in the village, only the light from a few scattered kerosene lamps shining from the windows of houses.

Yang Shuisheng walked home along the familiar dirt road by the moonlight.

As Yang Shuisheng walked to the middle of the village, near Zhao Youcai's small building, he glanced around and suddenly saw several figures passing by at the fork in the road ahead.

One of them was tall and strong, and his gait looked familiar; he was Zhao Hu, the village bully!

Ever since Yang Shuisheng gave this guy a good beating a few times, he avoids him whenever he sees him.

But at this moment, Zhao Hu was accompanied by three other people.

The three men were dressed completely differently from the villagers. They wore dark jackets or work pants and sturdy leather shoes. Although their faces were not clearly visible, their upright posture, their looking around, and the stiffness they exuded made Yang Shuisheng realize that they were definitely not from Taohua'ao or even Daliang Town!

His intuition told him that he was more likely from the city.

What caught Yang Shuisheng's attention even more was that Zhao Hu, who was usually domineering in the village, actually seemed a little respectful in front of the three men. He bowed slightly, turned his head and said something to the middle man as he walked, his attitude even showing a hint of flattery.

Yang Shuisheng immediately became suspicious.

Someone who can make someone like Zhao Hu act so humbly must be no ordinary person.

So what are these people doing in a small village like Peach Blossom Valley? And why are they getting involved with Zhao Hu?

He became more cautious and didn't continue forward. Instead, he slipped behind the other party's belongings on the roadside and listened intently to the sounds coming from that direction.

The people weren't speaking loudly, but it was quiet at night and Yang Shuisheng had good hearing, so he could hear some of it intermittently.

"It's nearby... by the roadside in Daliangshan. The car is still there, but the person is gone." It was the voice of one of the strangers, speaking quickly with a businesslike calmness.

"Yes, yes, yes, don't worry, leaders!" This was Zhao Hu's obsequious voice. "I know this area very well. Although it's dangerous in the Daliang Mountains, as long as the people are still in the mountains, I'm sure I can find a way."

"I know quite a few old hunters and herb gatherers; they know the mountains like the back of their hand!"

"I'll go find them tomorrow, organize a team to go into the mountains to search, and I'll definitely give you all an explanation."

"Yes, hurry."

"We need to find them alive or dead... cough, we absolutely must find a clue."

"Fee is not a problem. As long as you can find or provide valuable clues, you will be well rewarded," another slightly deep voice said.

"Understood! Understood! Leave it to me!" Zhao Hu patted his chest and assured him.

The group whispered a few more words, which Yang Shuisheng didn't quite catch, but it seemed they mentioned something about women.

Then, they headed towards Zhao Hu's house.

Yang Shuisheng hid in the shadows and waited until they were a little further away before quietly following them. He followed them from a distance until he saw Zhao Hu lead the three people into his own courtyard.

Zhao Hu's house is one of the few brick and tile houses in the village, and it is more luxurious than the houses of ordinary villagers.

Yang Shuisheng did not approach; he knew that Zhao Hu's family kept dogs.

He went around to the side of Zhao Hu's house and went behind a woodpile. It wasn't far from the window of the main room, and he could vaguely hear people talking inside.

The sound of tea being poured and seats being offered came from inside, and then that deep voice rang out again, this time speaking more clearly.

"Comrade Zhao Hu, you are already aware of the situation."

"The person we're looking for has a rather unusual background. They had an accident on the road near the Daliang Mountains and are temporarily out of contact."

"Our initial assessment is that the person may have gone into the mountains."

"You're familiar with this area and have a wide network of contacts, which is why we're asking for your help."

"Tomorrow, quickly organize a group of reliable people familiar with the mountains to search the area under the guise of gathering herbs or hunting..."

Then came the sound of a map being unfolded and fingers swiping across it.

"Whether you find it or not, as long as you've done your best, you'll receive every penny of the due compensation for your hard work and labor."

"But if the person is found, or if crucial clues are provided..." The deep voice paused, "a substantial reward will be offered."

"Remember to keep it a secret, absolutely a secret. Don't alert too many unrelated people, especially don't let anyone know we exist, or that we're looking for a woman, understand?"

"Understood! Understood! Don't worry, leader, I, Zhao Hu, am absolutely reliable." Zhao Hu's voice was excited and full of assurance.

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuisheng's heart sank.

He's looking for a woman?

Missing near the Daliang Mountains?

This description sounds so much like Lin Wan's.