Wang Qing was sleeping deeply. She turned over in her sleep, rolled up a quilt, and breathed lightly.
The blood vessels as thick as a baby's wrist were caught in the air, hanging in mid-air for a while, then slowly retracted.
The night passed and everything was calm.
When Wang Qing woke up, her stomach was still warm and she didn't feel hungry at all.
She remembered that she had vomited last night, and quickly lowered her head to check under the bed. The concrete floor under the bed was clean, and there was no trace of vomit.
"Um?"
Wang Qing scratched his head and was confused. Did he just have a dream?
Wang Qing walked out of the door without thinking too much.
Tomorrow is the day to worship the gods.
Unlike the empty village yesterday and the day before yesterday, there seemed to be suddenly more people in the village today.
Wang Qing went to the canteen because the old woman had entered the health center, while Fang Yajing stayed in the canteen and looked at the store.
Yesterday, Fang Yajing did not complete a single business.
She didn't give up, thinking that since there were many people in the village today, she would definitely be able to make money.
Wang Qing looked at the canteen and left. On his way out, he happened to see two villagers bumping into each other at the entrance of the canteen.
As Wang Qing walked towards the health center, he heard the sound of an argument coming from behind.
The two villagers quarreled at the door of the canteen.
Article 1 of the Village Rules:
[Villagers should live in harmony and minimize conflicts. If you see villagers who don't get along, try to persuade them until they get along. 】
Fang Yajing had to walk over.
Wang Qing ignored the movement behind him and walked all the way to the health center.
The door to the health center is open.
Wang Qing walked in and saw a doctor in a white coat sitting in the consulting room.
The doctor lowered his head, holding a pen in his hand and writing something.
Hearing the sound of Wang Qing coming in, the doctor suddenly raised his head.
He was very young, looking to be in his early thirties, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
When he looked towards Wang Qing, a snow-white cold light rolled across the lenses of his gold glasses.
"Hello, I'm here to see the old lady at the canteen."
Wang Qing raised his hand and greeted him.
The doctor's eyes narrowed slightly behind his lenses, then he stood up and walked towards Wang Qing.
"So I'm looking for Granny Zhang, come with me." The doctor said, leading Wang Qing towards the ward.
After just a few steps, I met my third uncle and my third aunt who had just come out of a ward.
"Huh?" Wang Qing opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the weak-looking third uncle and third aunt, "Are you sick?"
When we had dinner together yesterday, we were still very energetic.
The third uncle and the third aunt looked at Wang Qing and subconsciously touched their stomachs with one hand.
My stomach aches again.
After they ate the piece of meat last night, they hurried to the health center.
Unexpectedly, despite hurrying and slowing down, there was still a reaction.
The meat has taken root in the stomach, almost integrating the entire stomach into one body, and is still growing at the same time.
There was no way to spit it out. We could only cut open the stomach with a knife and clean the meridians connecting the flesh to the body bit by bit.
If the doctor's knife hadn't been fast enough to catch up with the meat's proliferation rate, I'm afraid they would have melted into that puddle of rotten meat.
At this time, the traces of sutures on the belly of the third uncle and the third aunt were still there.
A stiff smile appeared on the third uncle's face: "It's Ms. Wang, you, why are you here at the hospital too?"
Wang Qing: "I'm here to see Granny Zhang." From what the doctor just said, she learned that the surname of the mother-in-law at the canteen is Zhang.
The third uncle said "Oh" and suddenly reacted: "Come to see Granny Zhang?"
Wang Qing nodded: "Yes." His face showed some guilt and shame unconsciously, "Grandma Zhang broke her leg that day, and I was the one who sent her to the hospital."
Upon hearing this, the third uncle's first reaction was.
How did Granny Zhang offend you to torture her like this? !
But then I thought about it, because I and my third aunt were negligent in handling the "rabbit", and there was an extra suture on the stomach.
The third uncle understood something again.
This farmer seems to have a gentle temper and is easy to talk to, but in fact he is a kind-faced, ruthless and iron-blooded owner.
But that's right, if you don't have some means and money, how can you become the farmer of that farm?
The third uncle did not dare to say anything more.
Just looking at the doctor on the side, I was a little worried that the only doctor in the village would follow in my footsteps.
"Um, Doctor Jiang," the third uncle looked at the doctor and reminded him out of kindness, "This is the farmer of Mingri Farm, Ms. Wang."
"Ms. Wang?" Dr. Jiang adjusted his glasses, and a trace of interest flashed in his eyes under the lenses.
Wang Qing nodded slightly towards Dr. Jiang, a little reserved.
Dr. Jiang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
Although, I don’t know why the third uncle and the third aunt believe that the woman in front of them is the farmer of Mingri Farm.
However, in Dr. Jiang's opinion, this woman was not weird at all, but just a completely ordinary human being, not even talented.
Probably, it's because Kotou Village is too barren, so its knowledge is shallow and it's easy to be deceived.
Dr. Jiang thinks he has seen through Wang Qing's true identity.
She's just a woman who knows how to play tricks, trying to get through the weird stories by using deceit and weirdness.
"Third uncle, don't worry, I will definitely receive Ms. Wang well." Dr. Jiang tightened his pronunciation.
The third uncle did not notice anything unusual and nodded, very pleased: "Okay."
The three uncles and three aunts helped each other and left. Dr. Jiang took Wang Qing into Granny Zhang's ward.
The old woman was lying on the bed in the ward, her face even paler than yesterday.
It seems that there is air in but no air out.
All her limbs had been replaced, except for her original torso.
Dr. Jiang looked at Wang Qing with a bit of teasing.
I want to know how Wang Qing would react when he saw the old lady like this.
Wang Qing walked to the old woman's side and said, "Mother-in-law, I'm here to see you."
The old woman's reaction to the outside world was already very slow. After hearing Wang Qing's voice, it took a long time before she slowly rolled her eyes and looked at her.
Wang Qing sat down by the bed, looked at the old woman's face as pale as a ghost, and asked with concern: "Mother-in-law, how are you feeling today?"
"...hoho...let's go..."
Several inflected breath sounds were squeezed out from the throat, and it was extremely difficult to spit out each word.
Wang Qing didn't hear clearly: "Ah? Mother-in-law, what did you say?"
Then he raised his hand, trying to help the old woman tuck the quilt tighter, when he suddenly felt an unusual feeling under his hand.
It was soft, not like the flesh of a living person, but more like a doll stuffed with thick cotton.
Wang Qing pulled back the quilt and reached out to touch the old woman's arm.
Confirmed, this is where this feeling comes from.
