This is a remote village with only a few dozen households.
The houses are all dilapidated, low and dilapidated tile-roofed houses. There are only three or two households with weak lights on. The village is very quiet, except for the occasional barking of a small local dog.
However, the arrival of a few people seemed to wake up all the local dogs in the village. They were all barking wildly, and the lights in the village gradually turned on, because the barking of so many dogs meant that strangers had come to the village.
This village is so backward that it doesn't even have electricity. Every home is lit by a kerosene lamp with a wick as small as a bean, which can only illuminate an area as big as a palm.
After a while, almost everyone in the village got up. There were sounds of opening doors, curses, yawns, and barking dogs. Wang Dachun and the others had just walked into a yard and planned to stay at a fellow villager's house. Suddenly they found that they were quickly surrounded. The villagers They were holding farm tools and staring at a few people with unkind expressions on their faces.
Wang Dachun was confused. What was going on? Did he think he was a thief?
Wang Dachun quickly clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Everyone, we are passing by this place and want to borrow a place to stay for a night. What are you..."
"Aren't you from Siam?" an older man said. He looked at Wang Zihan and Yun Zhu and said, "It seems that you are not from Siam. There are no such good-looking girls over there, and their skin is definitely not like this." Fair and delicate. If I read correctly, you should be Chinese."
Wang Dachun nodded and said with a smile: "Old man, I have good eyesight. We are indeed from China. We just want to stay overnight. You don't need such a big parade to welcome me!"
The old man smiled, asked everyone to put away the farm tools, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are laughing. Since he is from China, he is our friend. Please come in quickly."
The originally tense expressions of the others also relaxed, showed kind smiles, and put away their farm tools. The relationship between the Chinese and Burmese people was not bad, because China has provided great economic help to Burma over the years, and many Burmese Chinese people all go to China to pan for gold.
The old man's name is Miao Lun, and he is the head of this village. By coincidence, Wang Dachun and the other two came from Miao Lun's house. The three of them were invited into the house to sit down. The villagers did not leave, they were all gathered around curiously. Looking at Yun Zhu and Wang Zihan, especially at Yun Zhu and Wang Zihan, there have never been such beautiful girls in the village, especially those young guys secretly looking at Yun Zhu and Wang Zihan, some even blushed with embarrassment, they even Even shyer than girls.
Wang Dachun took the teacup from Miao Lun's hand and thanked him before asking, "I just saw you all so nervous, as if you were facing an enemy. What was that for?"
Miao Lun and the villagers looked at each other and said, "Did we think there were thieves coming again?"
"Thieves?" Wang Dachun asked curiously: "I wonder if it would be convenient for you to tell us?"
Miao Lun lit up a dry pipe and took a puff, then said: "We are in the border area between Siam and Myanmar. Bandits from Siam often visit our village. These bandits are very hateful. They not only rob our property, but also Sometimes they even rob our women. Some time ago, a girl in our village was kidnapped by them. There is still no trace of her until now. She was probably killed by these damn beasts."
When Miao Lun said this, he took a few puffs of dry cigarette, and the whole room was almost shrouded in smoke. When the villagers mentioned the bandits, they gritted their teeth with hatred and wanted to fight them immediately.
"Does the government not care?" When Wang Dachun came in, he saw a lot of holes under the barbed wire fence. It seemed that bandits often drilled through it. This kind of barbed wire fence generally only has a symbolic meaning, to guard against gentlemen but not villains. Such a long border line It is impossible to have border defense troops stationed in every place, and the troops generally only station in those more important parts.
Miao Lun noticed that Wang Zihan and Yun Zhu's choked faces were red and couldn't help but smile apologetically. He quickly put out the cigarette, and then sighed heavily, "I can control it, but I can't control it. The government once sent a small group of troops to station here for a while. It was peaceful for a while, but as soon as they left, those guys came over to harm people again, hey!"
Wang Dachun vaguely caught a glimpse of a young man lying on the bed in the back room and couldn't help but wonder: "I saw someone lying on the bed. The expression on his face was gloomy and sallow. Could it be a patient?"
"That's my son. He was injured in a fight with bandits and has been lying in bed for more than a year." Miao Lun mentioned that his son seemed a bit older, and even the wrinkles on his face seemed Deeper.
"I don't know if I can take a look at the patient. Maybe I can help. I'm a doctor." As a doctor, I hear that patients always want to take a look. This may be an occupational disease, and Or maybe it’s the kindness of doctors.
Miao Lun smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for this little brother's kindness. My son has been lying in bed for more than a year. It's okay if you don't look at him."
Wang Dachun said: "Have you ever been to the hospital?"
Miao Lun sighed, "I've seen it, but the surgery fee is so expensive that we can't afford it even if we sell our entire home."
Wang Dachun sighed, the cost of medical expenses, especially the cost of surgery, is a common problem all over the world. "
I just heard the patient in the room say: "Abba, it doesn't matter if I let him take a look. If you look, there will always be a chance. If you don't look, there will be no chance at all."
Wang Dachun was surprised that the patient's mentality was really good and he was very positive and optimistic.
Miao Lun nodded, "Okay, then little brother, please move."
Wang Dachun followed Miao Lun into the back room, and Wang Zihan and Yun Zhu also followed. The villagers were also curious, and the room was full of people.
Wang Dachun saw a young man in his twenties lying on the bed. His face was sallow and his body was thin, but his eyes were very bright and had not lost their light. He was an optimistic young man. Wang Dachun nodded secretly. He likes optimistic people. No one likes to deal with pessimistic people.
"My name is Wang Dachun, what's your name?" Wang Dachun first introduced his name and then asked with a smile.
"My name is Miaopu." The young man smiled and said, "Thank you!" His smile was sincere and felt like a spring breeze, and his etiquette was also in place. He didn't look like a rural person at all.
"You've hurt your leg! Stretch out your leg and let me take a look." Wang Dachun had already seen that the patient's injury was on his leg.
Miaopu stretched out his legs. His legs were so thin that even the muscles had atrophied.
Miao Lun said: "My son's hamstrings were cut by those bandits, and his muscles have atrophied. Damn those bandits!"
Wang Dachun looked at Miaopu's legs carefully and said, "I can treat your legs, but it may be a little painful. Can you bear it?"
