Chapter Eighty-Seven: Going and Returning
The heavy rain curtain blurred the figure of the person, and Rao was a person with transparent senses like Qin Fan, who could not see clearly at this time.
He saw a man stumbling through the rain, dressed in a rustic coat and with a hat on his head.
Only then did Qin Fan realize that this was Tuesday Bo, who had been herding cattle by the river.
"Village doctor!"
"Qin Wazi, is the village doctor of our village you?!"
The rain drenched him all over, and his coat was full of holes of different sizes, and he was no better dressed than if he hadn't worn it at all.
"It's me!"
Qin Fan quickly stood up and nodded.
"Hurry, go to the village clinic, someone is looking for you!"
He sat on the threshold of Yao's house, so tired that he couldn't breathe.
The man had just returned from grazing cattle by the river, and he dragged the cattle home in the event of heavy rain, but he was urged to report the news.
"Tuesday Bo, what happened? It's raining so hard today, how can anyone come to the village clinic. ”
Yao Xin came out of the next room and held a few pieces of fabric in his hand that he hadn't had time to clean up.
She is now a member of the village clinic, although her status is not as good as that of a doctor like Qin Fan, but she can be regarded as a miscellaneous person.
"I didn't see it clearly, there was a van from the village, and now it's stuck in the ground and can't get by, it seems that a patient has come back, so let's call someone to go quickly!"
Tuesday Bo wiped the rain on his face, and his trouser legs and even the lower half of his body were all drenched by the rain.
The look on his face was very anxious, and he urged them to hurry to the village clinic.
It was overcast outside, and it looked even more like the middle of the night, and I couldn't see anything clearly, and the sky was full of dark clouds, and thunder struck again and again.
"Auntie, don't cook my noodles, I'll go to the clinic!"
Such a strange weather is the most likely to cause more trouble, and at that moment, Qin Fan threw garlic, directly pulled the hat, and strode into the rain curtain.
"Hey, get an umbrella!"
Seeing that the people had already run out for several feet, Yao Xin stood at the door and stomped his feet in a hurry.
grabbed the big umbrella by the door, turned his head and yelled at the kitchen, and hurriedly rushed out with Qin Fan's pace.
The rain outside was so heavy that it was almost impossible to see people clearly after three or five steps.
Yao Xin held the umbrella, only to feel that the skeleton of the umbrella was about to break off immediately when it was blown by the wind, and the violent wind and rain blew on her face one by one, making people's skin and flesh hurt.
"Oops!"
The wind blew the umbrella bones, and the entire umbrella surface immediately turned over, Yao Xin was frightened by this strange wind, and Qin Fan in front of him quickly stopped his steps and turned around.
"What are you doing here, it's raining so hard, hurry back!"
Her body was so thin and weak that she seemed to be about to follow the broken umbrella, and a piece of it would be blown out by the wind.
"I also work in the village clinic anyway, and I can give you a hand when I go!"
Yao Xin said in a trembling voice, drenched in the rain.
The rain washed down her cheeks, and she looked pitiful.
Just looking at such a glance, Qin Fan couldn't bear it, reached out and tore off the hat and buckled it on her head.
He stretched out his hand to protect Yao Xin, flipped the umbrella over, and the two of them struggled to move in the wind and rain little by little.
After walking for almost half an hour, I finally arrived at the village clinic.
The two broken doors had been blown open by the wind, and the courtyard was deserted, and the white cloths that had been drying outside had now fallen into the muddy ground.
There were no people coming to the clinic, and no one was coming from the rain.
"Strange, didn't you just say that someone was waiting for us at the clinic?"
Yao Xin wiped the rain on his face and was pulled by Qin Fan to stand under the eaves of the clinic.
Both of their bodies were soaked, and there was still a dry spot on her back, but Qin Fan looked like she had been scooped up from head to toe.
"The van is in the mud ahead, it must not have come here yet, I'll go and see it now, you just don't wander around the house." ”
Qin Fan told her to go to the house to change into clean clothes, and he rushed into the rain curtain without stopping.
After listening to Tuesday's words, I really saw the overturned van in the mud field at the head of the village, not far from the village clinic.
There was a large crowd of people around, some with umbrellas and some wearing robes, all trying to lift the van out of the mud.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Qin Fan rushed forward, and when he saw people, his heart was clear.
This group of people who came back in the van are the same ones who came to the village clinic two days ago.
"Doctor Qin, save my dad! The people in the provincial hospital said that he must be paralyzed this time, and he has no way to run!"
"We know that you have great powers, even Uncle Yao can be optimistic, my dad must be fine with this disease!"
The man who had broken his spine was in the van and couldn't move because of the pressure, and it took a lot of effort for them to lift the man to the side of the clearing.
Seeing Qin Fan coming over at this time, the family rushed forward one by one, begging Qin Fan to hurry up and see a doctor for him.
"It's you. Qin Fan said coldly.
Instead of the compassion of being a healer, he thought that if he had known that it was them, he would not have run so fast.
As the saying goes, good words are hard to persuade the dead, and some of the words he had already made clear two days ago.
"Doctor Qin, I know that our family was too anxious and had a bad attitude at that time, but at that time, how could we calm down!"
"If there is anything bad about the mood, please forgive me, my father's life is all in your hands!"
Lin Tiezhu took Qin Fan's arm and begged him to see a doctor for his father.
He was a well-known filial son in Sanshi Village, and after listening to the words of the people around him that day, he was in a hurry to transport his father to the hospital in Chapan Town.
After learning that the doctor had no choice, he was transferred to the provincial hospital, and just coming and going, during which he was delayed for a day.
Two or three days have passed, and now the best medical moment has been missed.
"I have already checked your father's condition at the time, and if I had seen a doctor at that time, I should have been able to save it, but now even if Da Luo Immortal comes, there is no way. ”
Qin Fan waved his hand, not wanting to provoke this mess on himself.
His father was stained for life because of a medical accident, so he couldn't hold his head up in the village and led his family north.
As a healer, Qin Fan knew where the limits of his ability were, and now he had no intention of seeing that patient at all.
"Doctor Qin, now that I'm kneeling down for you, do you still want to die and not save you?"
With a bang, Lin Tiezhu knelt down in front of Qin Fan.
Both knees landed firmly on the ground, and the strength was not small.