Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 441 Bitterness

As March approaches, the spring sunshine becomes warmer. The sunlight shines in obliquely through the windows, making people feel warm.

There are not as many patients in the clinic as last month, and Song Ying and his colleagues are much more relaxed when seeing patients.

At noon, an old man in a blue cloth shirt came in, supporting another old woman of the same age. They looked anxious and embarrassed. The old woman lowered her head, and her expression could not be seen. She just walked very slowly.

Seeing the old man clearly, Song Ying stood up quickly and said, "Mr. Wang, please sit down. Are you feeling unwell?"

Mr. Wang's face flashed with embarrassment, and he smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years. You have grown so beautiful."

Song Ying smiled politely and asked, "Is this your wife? Is she feeling unwell?"

Mr. Wang nodded, embarrassment flashing across his face again, and the old woman also shyly avoided other people's sight.

Song Ying had some guesses about this look. Seeing that the patient at Doctor Ma's side had already stood up, he pointed over there and said tentatively, "Sit over here."

Mr. Wang became more and more embarrassed and whispered, "It's okay, we'll wait for you."

Seeing this, another patient who was waiting immediately sat over and stretched out his hand for Doctor Ma to feel his pulse while saying to Mr. Wang, "Thank you very much, old man, for letting me sit. I live far away and I have to finish my medical check-up and go back quickly, otherwise I will have to go back in the dark."

Mr. Wang said politely, "You came here first, so you should see it first."

After saying that, he helped his old wife to sit down next to him.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and started chatting naturally again, "Where does the old gentleman teach? I have a little grandson who will be old enough to go to elementary school in a few years, but our village is remote and we can't find a suitable school."

Before Mr. Wang could speak, Doctor Ma answered first: "This is a gentleman from Wutong Village, in Qinghuali. It's too far for your grandson to go to school there."

The man was a little disappointed.

The lady Song Ying was treating also interrupted and said, "Doctor Song is also from Qinghua, right? No wonder they know each other."

"We are from neighboring villages, not far from each other. Both of my cousins were taught by Mr. Wang." Song Ying paused and asked Mr. Wang with concern, "My younger brother has not been naughty recently. Has he caused you any trouble?"

Everyone was chatting away, which made Mr. Wang feel more relaxed. He smiled and said, "I am his teacher. It is my duty to discipline him. It doesn't matter if it is troublesome or not. Song Yuan is much more obedient than his brother was when he was young."

Song Ying motioned the lady to use another hand to feel the pulse, and then said with a smile: "He is a good person. Mr. Wang, if you praise him more, he will definitely study harder."

Mr. Wang thought for a moment and said with a smile, "You know what, it's true that praising this kid is more effective than punishing him. You know him well..."

Soon, Song Ying finished treating the old lady and wrote a prescription. She stood up with the prescription in her hand and said, "It's time to take over from my senior brother. Mr. Wang, you two can go to the backyard and rest for a while. I'll get the medicine for this old lady and come back."

"Okay, don't worry about us and go and get busy first." Mr. Wang breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his eyes, who had been silent all the time, and then lowered his head again.

Song Ying took the prescription and went to the pharmacy. "Brother, there is a patient who has caught a cold over there. Please go and see him. My younger brother's husband is bringing his wife to see the doctor. I will go to the backyard to see her later."

"Then give me the prescription, I'll get the medicine and come right over." Lin Wenxuan understood, "Let's buy lunch. I don't want to cook anymore. What do you want to eat?"

Although there is an inner room inside the clinic, it is not soundproof, so whenever there are patients with unspeakable illnesses, they are taken to the back for treatment.

Since the old woman was sick, it would be embarrassing for him to go to the backyard to cook.

"I want to eat braised pork." Song Ying didn't bother to be polite with him. He handed over the recipe and went to the backyard.

When they arrived at the special consultation room in the backyard, the tense old woman looked around and saw her husband standing in the patio outside, and she finally relaxed a little.

Song Ying motioned for the other party to stretch out her hand and said softly, "Grandma Cheng, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

She remembered that Song Yuan had mentioned before that Mr. Wang’s wife’s surname was Cheng.

The old woman was embarrassed again and stammered, "I feel pain and itching there, and I have lochia."

Song Ying nodded calmly, "Grandma Cheng, go over here to the couch and take off your clothes. I'll check it out."

"You still need to see more?" The old woman grabbed her belt. "You are an unmarried girl, how can you understand these? Just prescribe medicine for me according to this prescription. This is the medicine my previous doctor prescribed for me."

Song Ying suppressed his soft expression and said seriously, "Grandma Cheng, I am a doctor and I have learned this professionally. This has nothing to do with whether you get married or not."

As she spoke, she glanced at the badly worn paper the old woman took out and said, "This prescription of yours was written many years ago. It is totally inappropriate for your current condition."

Although the old woman was old, she was obviously a soft-hearted person with no idea what she was thinking. Once Song Ying's attitude became firm, she dared not refuse anymore. She walked hesitantly to the couch and sat down, touching her belt with her hand, but she didn't untie it for a long time.

Song Ying sighed, "Grandma Cheng, I'm a doctor. Doctors see patients everywhere. Even the most horrific injuries are common to us. Besides, I'm a little girl who can be your granddaughter. What do you have to be shy about?"

The old woman pursed her lips and smiled bitterly after a while, "I am old, how can I be shy? It is really because this disease is too embarrassing. If you don't know me, you would think I am some improper person."

"Those are just bad words from bad people, how can you take them seriously?" Song Ying first firmly denied her guess, and then explained in detail, "Vaginal prolapse is a very common female disease, which often occurs after childbirth or old age. It is not caused by improper behavior. Many women will suffer from this disease, especially after giving birth."

"So aging is the reason for this disease." The old woman was stunned for a moment, and before she finished speaking, tears had already rolled down her cheeks, and her wrinkled face was full of bitterness, "Young doctor, you don't know, because of this disease, I have a short breath in front of everyone.

At first, that damn old man suspected that I was cheating on someone. Damn it, I'm an old woman in my fifties or sixties, and everyone calls me auntie or grandma when they see me. How could I cheat on someone?

There are also three sons. Although they didn’t say it explicitly, the way they looked at me was very infuriating. Even the three daughters-in-law dared to take advantage of me.”

"This is your son's fault. From what you said, your vaginal prolapse occurred many years after giving birth, right? This has a lot to do with the time you gave birth to them."

After hearing this, the old woman felt even more aggrieved and couldn't stop crying.

Song Ying let her cry. Since she was able to see patients independently, she had met more than one such patient. Even the ladies in the backyards of the mansions suffered from this disease and had been aggrieved for many years.