Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Is it just for a woman, is it worth being so professional?

  It's pointless to say anything else, Zhou Wei could only flee in a flurry.

  Liang Tao burst out laughing, embracing Tang Chong's neck: "Great! It's really great. That kid dared to compete with us psychology students for a woman, now he knows he's not in the same league!"

  Tang Chong shook his head and said, "This isn't psychological knowledge. I saw it in an article from a journal I borrowed from the Nanjing University library."

  "Oh. Are those the thin books you hold every day?" Liang Tao asked in surprise. "It's said that no one reads those journals. They're covered with dust."

  "No matter what, Nanjing University is still a century-old prestigious school. The pamphlets issued internally by the school have a high gold content. It's just that the content is relatively dry - but there's no way around it, as it was originally an academic journal."

  "You can calm down and read it carefully. I couldn't. After flipping through two pages, I felt dizzy and my eyes blurred," said Liang Tao.

  He paused for a moment and then said: "But I didn't expect the knowledge inside to be so useful, it can even be used to pick up girls, I'll borrow a few more when I get back."

  Tang Chong smiled and nodded. Knowledge is like a coat, of course the more you have in reserve the better. Because you don't know what kind of coat you'll need for what occasion.

  But now many people only store coats, but do not store knowledge.

  The road into the mountains was still passable, but the sky grew darker and darker, with cold winds whipping up larger and more frequent raindrops. The temperature dropped, and while the men were still okay, the women began to feel the chill.

  Some people took out thick coats from their bags and put them on, while others huddled together to keep warm with each other's bodies.

  The clothes she wore were still warm enough, but people kept bringing her coats. Liang Tao, Zhou Wei and another boy wearing glasses - all were rejected by her.

  When a woman is not cold and still willing to put another man's coat on her body, it proves that she has a good impression of that man.

  Unfortunately, they were completely defeated.

  "We're here." Chen Xuebing pointed at several residential houses with lights on at the foot of the mountain and shouted.

  "Oh-"

  The group of people brought by Zhou Wei all cheered and shouted. Arrival meant they would have warm beds and fragrant food, which was already strong enough joy for these students.

  "I'll take a look over there and see if I can find a few more rooms," said Hua Ming, walking up to Tang Chong.

  "Alright. Let's give it a try." Tang Zhong said. He took out his phone and looked at it, smiling as he said: "There is also signal in the mountains. We'll go ahead and ask around. If you have any here, call me."

  "I'll go with Hua Ming," said Liang Tao. He had just been scolded by Zhou Wei, and although he felt that the kid was intentionally making things difficult for them, he also knew that his own preparation work had not been done well enough. Now he also wanted to do something to make up for it.

  "Go with ease," said Tang Chong. "I and Li Yu will guard them. We won't let the wolves snatch them away."

  Tang Chong's words were ambiguous and provocative, causing several girls to burst out laughing.

  "Autumn is cold." Zhou Wei, who was leading a group of people down the hill, turned back and shouted loudly: "Our house has arrived. Do you want to come with us?"

  "It's unnecessary." Qiu Yi Han said with a cold smile. "I'm waiting for a surprise."

  Zhou Wei knew that this girl had made up her mind and was unwilling to go with him, feeling utterly defeated, yet also helpless.

  "Let's go ask ahead. Maybe there are empty rooms left for us." Tang Chong said with a smile.

  Several girls nodded in agreement.

  Tang Chong then went from door to door, asking if they had any vacant rooms. The mountain village residents also shook their heads one after another, saying that there were none left as they were already fully occupied or had been booked in advance.

  One family, two families, three families-----

  The temperature is getting lower and lower, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, the raindrops are getting denser and denser, no longer a fine drizzle, but have become pea-sized, hitting people's faces with a stinging pain.

  "What a surprise!" Hona covered her face with her hood and said, "This is simply frightening."

  Tang Chong smiled and said, "It's a surprise after being frightened."

  He pushed open another courtyard door, and it was opened by an old lady.

  "Grandma, we are students from Nan Da, came to the mountain for a trip and want to rent a room in your house - do you have any vacant rooms?"

  "There's nothing here. Go ask someone else." The old lady had lost all her teeth and spoke with a lisp.

  "Grandma, we've already asked over a dozen households." Tang Chong didn't give up and smiled as he said: "This rain is getting heavier and heavier. If we still can't find a room, my classmates will all catch colds..."

  The old lady looked at the girls behind Tang Chong and said, "It's not that I don't want to rent it to you. I also want to rent out the empty room to earn some extra money. But our little grandson hasn't had a bowel movement for several days, and we're all worried sick-----how can we let you students in to disturb him?"

  Tang Zhong's eyes lit up and he said: "Grandma, I'm a medical student. Can I go in and take a look at your grandson?"

  "Studying medicine?" The old lady looked at Tang Chong with suspicion. "Didn't you just say something about being from Nan Da?"

  "Yes. We're from Nan Da Medical College." Tang Zhong said seriously.

  Pfft----

  Qiu Yi Han couldn't help but laugh out loud behind her back, and the other girls also had a smile on their faces. She thought to herself, Tang Chong is really good at bluffing, what medical school does Nanda have anyway?

  "The old lady still hesitated."

  "Old lady, I'll go in and take a look. If it's suitable for your children, you can let us stay. We'll pay the rent too. If it's not suitable, we won't stay and disturb your children either. Is that okay with you?"

  "All right, then let's take a look." The old lady thought of her child's illness and agreed.

  An old lady led a group of people into the house, and a slightly chubby young woman shouted angrily: "It's been said that the house shouldn't be rented out, how did you bring these people in?"

  "They said they were medical students and came to help us take a look at Little Tiger-----" The old lady explained with a smile, looking very afraid of this woman.

  "Doctor?" The woman looked at him suspiciously and said, "Don't be cheated by them."

  "They said try it out. If it doesn't work, they'll leave and won't disturb Little Tiger," the old lady said.

  She nudged Tang Chong's arm, signaling him to go forward and take a look.

  Tang Chong walked over and saw that the woman was breastfeeding her child, with half of her yellowed breast still exposed in the air.

  Several girls didn't dare look at this scene and all turned their heads to one side.

  Tang Chongdao had an expressionless face and said: "Don't eat milk first. Let me touch his belly."

  The woman then pulled the child's mouth away from her breast and lifted up the child's shirt to let Tang Chong feel.

  This is a boy under two years old, looking very spirited, but his skin is slightly yellow.

  Tang Chong touched his belly and said, "Food accumulation is severe."

  "What's the treatment for food accumulation?" The young woman hastily asked Tang Chong. They were thinking that if the child didn't get better, they would have to take a train to Mingzhu City. There was only a small clinic here, and injections and medicine didn't work.

  "It's best if little kids don't get injections or take medicine." Tang Chong said with a smile. "He's still too young."

  As he spoke, his two hands gently stroked the child's belly, soft and meticulous, as if touching a lover's skin.

  "Oh no." The old lady exclaimed in fright. "Two days' worth of IV fluids have already been administered."

  Tang Chong knew that rural people didn't know about taboos, as long as they were sick, doctors would give them intravenous drips. But they didn't know what bad effects these antibiotics would have on their bodies.

  "Afterwards, try to minimize injections and medication. If you must take medicine, choose some Chinese medicine with fewer side effects." Tang Zhong said. "Children's bodies have low immunity, many medicines can't be taken casually. The best method is to take him out for more sun exposure, mothers should pay attention to dietary supplements-----"

  "What kind of food supplement is it?" the woman asked.

  "Are all the vegetables in your house grown by yourselves?"

  "Exactly. We can't even finish eating the vegetables we grow ourselves. The chickens and eggs are all from our own home too..." the old lady continued to say.

  "This is the best material," said Tang Chong. "But don't put chili peppers inside."

  "Oh dear. Xiao Juan just loves eating chili peppers too much. She eats them with every meal..." the old lady complained.

  "When adults have internal heat, even children who drink milk will also get internal heat. This can easily lead to indigestion in children, food accumulation in the stomach and long-term constipation."

  Tang Chong's words were not yet finished, when suddenly a foul odor wafted over.

  "Oh no, it's coming! It's coming!" The old lady exclaimed excitedly. "The diarrhea is coming!"

  The woman was also beaming with joy and said: "It's too amazing! Doctor, you're too amazing!"

  Not just the old lady and daughter-in-law think Tang Zhong is awesome, even Qiuyi, Han He, and a few others also think he's awesome.

  They thought Tang Chong just wanted to deceive the old lady into opening the door and letting them in, and as for treating illnesses and saving people, that was just nonsense. Unexpectedly, he actually cured someone else's child.

  Most girls at that time were still quite innocent, those handsome boys would make them blush, the ones playing guitar and singing "Youth" would make them feel romantic, the ones publishing love poems in "Meng Ya" or "Poetry Journal" would make them think they're talented, and even the ones pretending to be mature and singing songs like "Lao Lang" or BEYOND also had a big market.

  Several girls looked at Tang Zhong with eyes full of admiration.

  Tang Chong and his men stayed behind.

  Although there are only two empty rooms, the rural beds are big enough. If you sleep sideways, it's also enough for four people to sleep. Besides, if all else fails, you can still set up a bed on the floor.

  In any case, it's still better than trudging through the rain from door to door or going back to the train station to spend the night.

  It's said that the students of this medical school haven't had dinner yet, so the old lady and daughter-in-law immediately got busy. It was already late at night, but they still enthusiastically slaughtered a chicken, washed several baskets of green vegetables to make hot pot for them.

  Hua Ming and Liang Tao were also called over by Tang Chong, and a group of people sat around the table.

  The hot pot broth is bubbling, and the rich aroma of mountain village chicken hits your nose, making your eyes light up, and you can't stop swallowing saliva.

  "Open the pot." Tang Chong lifted the lid and shouted with a smile.

  Then, the crowd who had been patient for a long time immediately stretched their chopsticks into the pot to grab meat and eat.

  The rain outside grew heavier and heavier, finally becoming a downpour. The strong wind slapped against the wooden window, with thunder flashing across the sky.

  But the few people in the house were having a great time eating.

  "Call----"

  Autumn's chill held a bowl of soup and took a small sip of the steaming hot chicken and vegetable broth, closing his eyes in utmost bliss.

  "Follow Tang Chong and you'll have meat to eat." Qiu Yihan said in a soft and charming voice, her delicate face as exquisite as a porcelain doll, radiating happiness.