Cao Ziyang was picking up corn in his own house when suddenly the village head's wife stumbled out of the village. She ran in front of him and panted, "Ziyang, go and save my daughter, Xiaojing. She kept vomiting and couldn't breathe. She's dying..."

"What did you say?" Cao Ziyang was shocked. When he passed by the village head's house an hour ago, he saw Xiao Jing sitting on a bench at his door and eating sunflower seeds. He even gave him a playful smile.

Village Chief's wife tugged at Cao Ziyang's shirt and said, "Go and take a look. You've cured me and I'll thank you heavily..."

Although the village chief's wife usually looked down on Cao Ziyang, Cao Ziyang was a doctor in a life-and-death situation. Out of his professional habit, he immediately put down his work and followed the village chief's madam into the village in a hurry...

The village head's house was the richest house in the entire village. It was built in a two-story villa. It was very beautiful and exquisite inside and outside. Cao Ziyang had entered this house once. Today was the second time and he even entered Xiao Jing's room directly. It was inevitable that his heart would beat fast. Because Xiao Jing was the most beautiful and gentle beauty in the village. The most precious thing was that he was not like the village head's wife at all. Anyway, Xiao Jing was the dream lover of many young people in the village.

Of course, Xiao Jing was also Cao Ziyang's dream lover.

At this moment, the most beautiful woman in Tuzi Village was lying on her big pink bed, retching on a small plate under the bed. There was already a large pile of filth on the plate, giving off waves of stench. The village head's wife in front couldn't help but cover her nose. Cao Ziyang also wanted to cover it, but he didn't have time to care. Instead, he turned Lil Jing over as soon as he sat down and let him lie down. He reached out to feel the pulse. It was very messy and really weak. It seemed that he really couldn't breathe.

"How is it, Ziyang? How is Lil Jing?" The village chief's wife was very anxious.

Cao Ziyang didn't answer. He poked Xiao Jing's forehead, rolled his eyelids, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Jing, what do you think? Do you know me?"

Xiao Jing didn't respond. He just opened his eyes wide and couldn't speak.

Cao Ziyang pinched Xiao Jing's acupuncture points a few times before turning around to leave. Village Chief's wife stopped him and said, "Hey, Ziyang, you can't just watch him die..."

Cao Ziyang said, "F*ck you, I'm going home to get something. Don't stop me, or I'll be hopeless..."

Cold sweat broke out on the village head's wife's forehead as she immediately let go.

After leaving the village head's house, Cao Ziyang sprinted towards his own house a hundred meters away. He went back to retrieve the medical kit and quickly ran back to the village head's home. As soon as he entered Xiao Jing's room, he used a very fast tone to tell the village head's wife, "Bring in a plate of hot water immediately..."

"Ah?" The village chief's wife did not understand. "You want hot water?"

"Yes, and I have to take off Xiao Jing's shirt so that it will be convenient for me to apply the needles..."

The village chief's wife was obviously a little hesitant. That was her precious daughter! She had to take off her clothes to treat her illness and not suffer a great loss? The crux of the matter was, did she need to take off her clothes for treatment? Could it be that this Cao Ziyang wanted to take advantage of this?

Looking at the expression on the village chief's wife's face, Cao Ziyang knew what she was thinking. He added, "I'm a doctor. I did everything just to save people."

The village chief's wife blushed and immediately ran out to make preparations.

Cao Ziyang put the medical kit on the bed, took out a set of needles, and took out two slender acupuncture points from Xiao Jing's head. Immediately, Xiao Jing's head tilted and he fainted...

After the village chief's wife brought in the hot water, Cao Ziyang helped Xiao Jing up and let him sit cross-legged on the bed. He then said to the village chief's lady, "Take off your clothes and guard outside. Don't let anyone in. I can't be disturbed during the acupuncture, or you will be responsible for the consequences..."

The village chief's wife gritted her teeth and took off a beige cotton-padded shirt from Xiao Jing's body, revealing her black bra. Her hands were slightly trembling and she was just about to take off her bra when Cao Ziyang quickly said, "Um... there's no need for that..."

The village chief's wife was stunned for two seconds before she came to her senses. She let out a sigh of relief and left the room, pulling the door behind her to guard outside.

Cao Ziyang took out a lot of scattered things from the medical box and laid them on the bed. He first disinfected them with silver needles, and then found the acupoint in the little Jing's chest. Then he inserted a silver needle into each of the acupoints on his neck, shoulders, and belly. The last silver needle was inserted into his left chest. He needed to put the little Jing's bra in order to do it.

Cao Ziyang was so nervous that he trembled slightly. When his fingers touched the soft bra, he almost suffocated. He took a few deep breaths to calm down and concentrated on the next step.

Cao Ziyang was very skilled in acupuncture. Although he was only 23 years old, he had learned acupuncture from his grandfather since he was 13. By the age of 18, his grandfather had returned to heaven. He had already learned 80% of his skills. Anyway, every family in the surrounding ten villages and eight miles would ask him to treat them with a serious illness. Cao Ziyang was actually a poor child. He had never seen his parents since he was a child. His father had committed a crime. His mother had gotten married when he was two years old. She had been with his grandfather since she was a child. After his grandfather's return, he had inevitably become a lonely person.

After Cao Ziyang put in the needles for more than ten minutes, Xiao Jing's complexion got better. His expression was especially calm, as if he was a sleeping Snow White. Cao Ziyang felt her pulse but did not find anything wrong, so he removed the needles and put on his bra and cotton-padded shirt. Then he opened the door of the room and called in the village chief's wife, who was guarding outside anxiously...

"How is Xiao Jing?" Village Chief's wife grabbed Cao Ziyang's hand and asked.

After a cough, Cao Ziyang shook off the village chief's wife's hand and said, "Xiao Jing is fine. Let her rest. I'll come and take a look tonight."

"Can you wake up at night?"

"It should be possible."

"Thank God." Village Chief's wife put her palms together and bowed in all four directions. She then sincerely said to Cao Ziyang, "Ziyang, thank you so much this time..."

Cao Ziyang said, "I'm a doctor. It's my duty. I'll come back in the evening. I'll go first..."

The village chief's wife nodded her head and said, "Yes, thank you..."

Cao Ziyang turned around and left. He put the medical kit back at home, and then found a pair of trousers to change. He continued to go to the field, intending to carry the corn back. However, it was a tragedy. The dozens of kilograms of corn that he had just broken were gone...

That bastard stole my corn?

Cao Ziyang cursed and searched everywhere. Finally, he found it in a small river a hundred meters away. However, he didn't take it immediately, but just walked over. He felt that he couldn't solve the problem by taking it back. He had to wait and see what the b*stard was doing. He wanted to beat him up to avoid future troubles...