Chapter 103: Lin Jingyue’s Self-Mockery

Jiang Xun carried the herbs that Lin Jingyue had prepared and went with her.

After eating and drinking her fill, Lin Jingyue was no longer quite so irritable. She handed the pregnancy-preserving medicine to Old Lady Zhao and had her brew it, then quickly set Madam Zhao’s broken hand in place and wrapped it with medicine.

It was all done in half an hour.

Without waiting for the Zhao family to say much, she went next door.

Yu Daya’s condition was much more troublesome. She had Yu Daya’s mother stay to help and sent everyone else out.

When Yu Daya’s mother saw the needles of varying lengths laid out on the kang, she drew in a sharp breath.

But now Lin Jingyue was their only hope, so she could only force herself to endure, terrified that even the slightest sound would startle Lin Jingyue and cause something to happen to her daughter.

Though Lin Jingyue had not treated many people before, her skill was undeniable.

The moment she picked up the needle, her whole bearing changed.

Her eyes were solemn and focused. She might lack conscience, but she would not ruin her own reputation.

Minute by minute, time passed, and the people outside began to grow anxious.

Yet seeing Jiang Xun standing there with utter composure, none of them dared make a sound.

The brigade leader and the party secretary were also there, fearing something might go wrong. Earlier, the brigade leader had even gone home once.

Seeing his daughter crying her heart out left him not knowing what to do.

His daughter’s reputation was certainly ruined, but this could not be blamed on Lin Jingyue.

He had not raised his daughter properly.

The brigade leader sighed and glanced at Jiang Xun in passing, grumbling inwardly.

Wasn’t it all because of this white peacock, attracting bees and butterflies, a beauty bringing calamity?

Jiang Xun, the so-called beauty-bringing-calamity, did not spare him even a sidelong glance. His eyes were fixed on the tightly shut door.

As the sky gradually darkened, the closed door finally opened.

Lin Jingyue came out wiping sweat from her face, and took the handkerchief Jiang Xun handed her to dry her hands.

She said to the Yu family, “For now, she’s out of danger. But she must not be moved lightly; she needs to be properly recuperated. Otherwise, it will all be for nothing.”

The Yu family let out a great sigh of relief and hurriedly promised, looking at Lin Jingyue with overwhelming gratitude.

“I brought two doses of medicine. One dose every three days. After she finishes it, come find me again. Also, if you can manage it, give her something good to eat as much as possible.”

When Lin Jingyue saw that the Yu family had taken her instructions seriously, her eyebrows lifted. She then looked at the party secretary and the brigade leader.

The two of them immediately had a bad feeling.

“Today I saved people and supplied medicine...”

The brigade leader’s mouth twitched. “What I promised you won’t change. The brigade will allocate one hundred work points to you. We won’t let you suffer a loss.”

Lin Jingyue was fairly satisfied. “That’s for the best.”

The next day, the Yu family’s father awkwardly held out a chicken to Lin Jingyue. “Comrade Lin, this is for you. As for the medical fee, we’ll scrape together what we can. Thank you for saving my daughter.”

The chicken had been dug out from beneath the collapsed house, though it was still alive.

“The brigade has already paid part of it. For the rest, give me two yuan first. We’ll talk about the remainder later.” Lin Jingyue had no other thoughts about it. The chicken, the money, and the work points were all what she deserved.

The medical fee was indeed expensive, but given Yu Daya’s condition, if she had gone to the hospital, it would surely have cost several dozen yuan.

Hadn’t Sun Liangdong spent forty or fifty?

The Yu family was truly grateful.

Seeing this, Zhao Laoda also hurriedly handed over the money he had prepared. His family’s chickens had all died.

Bringing a dead chicken as a gift was not proper.

Lin Jingyue accepted the money as usual, and only then did she leave with Jiang Xun.

“Do you want to be the village’s barefoot doctor?” Jiang Xun asked softly on the way back.

His Jingyue should not be that kind-hearted.

Lin Jingyue: Was that polite of you?

“At first I thought about it, but forget it.” Treating people in the brigade was too troublesome.

Lin Jingyue shook her head and glanced at the overcast sky. “Mainly, I wanted to practice.”

The theories taught by Doctor Huo and the theories she had learned reached the same destination by different paths, but there were still differences in the details.

In modern times, she had only interned; she had never truly treated anyone, so practice was necessary.

Even though Jiang Xun had been prepared for it, the corner of his mouth still twitched.

As expected, his Jingyue was anything but ordinary.

Then it occurred to him, and he understood. “You’re preparing to establish yourself in the capital.”

“Mm. It isn’t easy to gain a foothold in the capital.” Lin Jingyue looked ahead, her eyes bright.

She had a good master, and a good man.

But her background was lacking. Though she had never intended to rely on background, background was still a shackle upon her.

Since ancient times, people have had the habit of judging others through colored lenses. If she wanted to slack off, she still needed the capital to do so.

The kind of idleness she wanted was one where, if someone tried to bully her, they would have to weigh the consequences three times over—not one where anyone could step on her.

Besides, there was the Song family.

Medicine... was the thing she currently felt was the best shortcut. After all, in her previous life, she had been called a genius in this field.

And in this life, she had a powerhouse teaching her as well.

What Lin Jingyue did not say was that she also wanted to stand in the capital openly and honorably through her own ability, to expand her network, and that Jiang Xun was part of the reason too.

The Jiang family was one of the top families in the capital.

She wanted to tell the Jiang family, and everyone else besides, that she, Lin Jingyue, could stand shoulder to shoulder with the proud son of Heaven from the Jiang family on her own.

When Jiang Xun saw the brilliance in her eyes, he understood a little. In that instant, his heart went both sweet and sour, and he wanted very much to gather the girl beside him into his arms.

He knew his girl was proud.

That inherent dignity of hers really made one like her to no end.

Lin Jingyue had her own calculations. With the deterrence she now held over Green Mountain Brigade, she could treat whom she wanted, and if she did not want to, no one dared nag at her.

That was her leverage.

Besides, with medical skills, the people in the brigade would be a little more wary of her. At the very least, the usual petty troubles would not be brought to her door.

Three days later, when Lin Jingyue went to change the dressings on Madam Zhao and Yu Daya, the brigade leader raised the matter of the barefoot doctor with her.

Green Mountain Brigade had no doctor. If anyone in the brigade had a headache or fever and needed treatment, they had to go to the clinic in town.

Too troublesome.

“I don’t have a passion for treating people,” Lin Jingyue said indifferently. “I also don’t like treating people.”

The brigade leader...

Since when was treating people a passion?

Only Lin Jingyue could say something like that.

“If you become the brigade doctor, you won’t have to go to work points anymore, and you’ll get ten work points every day...”

“I’m basically not going to work points now anyway.” Lin Jingyue was utterly unmoved. “Brigade leader, you really don’t need to persuade me. I truly have no such intention. If your daughter hadn’t had such a foul mouth this time, I wouldn’t have wanted to take the lead at all.”

“Let me tell you in confidence: I’m only half-baked.”

The brigade leader: “...”

There really was such a person in this world as Lin Jingyue.

Half-baked my foot.

In just three days, Yu Daya and Madam Zhao’s conditions had visibly improved a great deal.

If she were only half-baked, then the other doctors would probably be driven to despair.

To avoid becoming a doctor, to the point of sabotaging herself—was her brain full of holes?

Lin Jingyue smiled sweetly. “Brigade leader, I’m the sort of person who repays every slight, and whose moods change with the weather. I’m not suited to being a doctor. If someone I don’t like comes to see me, tell me, should I give her a quick end, or should I give her a quick end?”

At last the brigade leader could not hold back. His face twitched, and after giving Lin Jingyue a look of utter speechlessness, he turned and left, one foot deep and one foot shallow in the mud.

He did not want to speak. He was about to be driven mad.