Chapter 83 The Poor Little One Killed by His Uncle 39
The next day, Yuanchun sat in the clinic for a while. Seeing that no villagers came to see the doctor, she carried a basket and prepared to go up the mountain to collect herbs.

As soon as I walked out of the clinic, I saw seven educated youth standing at the entrance of the brigade office. There were several bags of food piled at their feet.

"Hello, comrade."

Yuanchun was about to ignore him and walk away when she was stopped by a short and fat educated youth.

Yuanchun stopped and looked at him, "Hello, what's up?"

The short and fat educated youth smiled uncomfortably and said awkwardly, "Comrade, my name is Ai Min. I want to ask you if your family has a cart. Can we borrow it for a while? We will return it to you after use."

"Sorry, Ai Zhiqing, my family doesn't have a cart." Yuanchun said lightly. Her family's cart was borrowed by Erda the day before yesterday and has not been returned yet.

"Go in from the third alley here. The fifth house is the carpenter's in our village. You can go there and rent one. It's fifty cents a time."

Zhao Wenfang pouted and said unhappily, "Why does the village have to pay to borrow a cart?"

"You don't have to rent, no one forces you to rent, but you have to carry the food on the ground back by yourselves." Yuanchun retorted bluntly.

No matter how spoiled a rich girl is at home, no one will say anything.

But when she arrived in the countryside, she still couldn't see the situation clearly. She always looked down on rural people and acted like a city lady. Who could tolerate her?

"We'll rent it. Comrade Liu, thank you for telling us. I'm just about to find a carpenter to make boxes and wardrobes." Ai Min smiled and then glared at Zhao Wenfang and said, "Zhao Zhiqing, if you don't want to rent a car, then you'll have to carry it back by yourself. Don't think we will help you. We can't carry so much food."

Zhao Wenfang was so angry that his face turned pale. "I don't need your help. It's just a bag of food. Brother Chen will help me."

Lan Chen's face suddenly turned as dark as ink, "I can't bear it either."

Zhao Wenfang was so angry that she cried, stomped her feet, and ran away.

Ran.

They don’t even want food.

The six educated youth looked at the figure running away, speechless and helpless.

Yuanchun blinked. In the distance...

Plop.

Zhao Wenfang fell flat on his face, hitting his mouth on a stone, losing two of his front teeth and bleeding profusely.

The six educated youth: “…” Shocked and stunned.

Then, he heard Zhao Wenfang crying, and belatedly ran over, "Zhao Zhiqing, what happened to you? Oh, there are teeth on the ground, Zhao Zhiqing, you knocked out your front teeth."

"What should I do? There's so much blood."

"Quick, Lan Zhiqing, go find the captain."

"The captain just went to the field over there. Go look over there."

"Let's send Zhao Zhiqing to the clinic first."

"Yes, yes, yes. It seems that there is a clinic next to the brigade headquarters. Wang Zhiqing, go and see if there is a doctor there."

The six educated youth talked at once, but only Lan Chen took action to help Zhao Wenfang, who was howling like a wolf. Then the female educated youth Wang Juan lent a hand and helped Zhao Wenfang to the clinic.

Yuanchun had already put down her backpack and sat back in the clinic.

When the educated youth entered the clinic, they looked up and were stunned when they saw her.

Lan Chen asked, "Are you the doctor of this clinic?"

"I'm a doctor at the Xiaxi Brigade Health Center. My last name is Liu, so you can just call me Doctor Liu." Yuanchun smiled faintly and pointed to the stool in front of the consultation table. "Help Zhao Zhiqing sit down. I'll take a look at him."

Zhao Wenfang suddenly cried out, "I don't want you to see me, I want to go to the county hospital, Brother Chen, can you take me to the county hospital?"

(End of this chapter)