Mount Kunlun, there was a small village at the bottom of the steep cliff under the 400km mountain, named Baishi Village!
Whitestone Village was very small. Even if it was tens of millions of times larger, it would still be hard to find it on the map.
Early in the morning, in a small village with only a few dozen households, an ear-piercing voice was heard at the west end of the village.
"Jiang Xiaole, you little bastard, if you don't cure your sister-in-law's old sow today, I'll drive you out of the village!"
Following the voice, in an extremely simple and crude fenced courtyard, a man in an old tunic suit with a face full of pockmarks was roaring with a red face.
The young man in front of him was about 20 years old. He had bright eyes and clear eyebrows, but his eyes were full of evilness.
He just sat there with his legs crossed, holding a big pipe of dry smoke in his arms. When he heard the cry of the pockmark in front of him, he suddenly raised his wicked smile and said, "What, do you want to drive me away again?"
"I'm telling you, Si Mazi, if I leave the village, no one will treat the gobs on your ass, and no one will treat the orthopedics of gynecology for your wife. By the way, your dirty dog has epilepsy..."
Hearing Jiang Xiaole's words, Si Mazi's dark face instantly trembled with anger.
But there was no other way!
This little bastard was the only one in the village who knew a bit about medical skills. Without him, even if his own spark sores were going to break out, that would still be fatal!
After thinking for a while, Si Mazi became soft and said, "Then you tell me, how can I cure your sister-in-law's old sow? Do you know? That old sow hasn't eaten for three days."
Jiang Xiaole's eyes rolled. After a while, he said, "I'm not greedy either. As long as your hundred-year-old ginseng brew is in your bottle of vintage wine! Give me the wine and I'll treat it."
"No way!" The pockmark jumped up all of a sudden.
"You are really a black-hearted person. That hundred-year-old ginseng wine was obtained on the mountain at the cost of my father's life. You little bastard, do you really want it?"
Jiang Xiaole said with a smile, "What's wrong? I don't want you to order a little wine? Alas, it's unworthy for Sister-in-law Wang to do that thing with you in the corn field. It's not worth it!"
"You, you, what did you say?" As soon as Si Mazi heard that, he almost jumped up.
"I said, Sister-in-law Wang went to the corn field with you! But you didn't even want to give me a bottle of wine. You are so stingy!"
"You, you little bastard, how did you know?" Si Mazi almost sat down on the ground.
Sister-in-law Wang was a young widow, in her thirties. Her skin was white and tender, and she looked pretty. Her husband died of illness a few years ago! Because she couldn't stand loneliness, she did those embarrassing things with Si Mazi.
"Hehe, I went to the back mountain to pick herbs some time ago and happened to pass by a cornfield. Coincidentally, I saw you hugging Sister-in-law Wang and kissing her..."
As soon as Fourth Pockmark heard this, he almost cried.
Everyone in the village knew that although he was the village chief, his wife was a famous tigress. A few years ago, he quarreled with his wife, but his wife chased him for several miles with a chopping knife!
Now that this little bastard knew about this, it was obvious that he had poked a hornet's nest. Everyone knew that Jiang Xiaole was a coward who did not know what to do. If he really told the story of himself and Widow Wang, he might really die.
"Little ancestor, what do you want to do?" Si Mazi finally pleaded.
"I said, as long as you have that bottle of wine! Give it to me, I will not only keep it a secret for you, but also cure the old sow in sister-in-law's home now!"
Si Mazi was trembling all over, and his heart was bleeding. After a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I promise you, but you must remember, if you dare to talk about the matter between me and Sister-in-law Wang in front of others, I won't spare you."
"Don't worry, don't worry. I, Jiang Xiaole, am the most trustworthy!"
"Wait for me, I'm going to get you some wine now!"
Looking at Si Mazi's retreating figure, Jiang Xiaole grinned happily.
"I'm doing well today. I've gained something again!"
Jiang Xiaole patted his butt and returned to his room.
In the simple and crude brick-tiled house, there was a large square table, and an old portrait was hung in the middle. In the portrait, there was an old man with grey hair. He looked like a sage. In the middle of the portrait, there was also writing, "The kettle helps the world. The doctor is kindhearted. Eight characters of seal script written like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing in the air. In front of it was a spiritual tablet, on which was written: Benefactor Wu Tianci's spirit.
After Jiang Xiaole entered the house, he carried a wooden medical kit out. When he came to the center of the portrait, he squinted at it.
"Master, you old thing, don't fool me! You said that you can eat and drink after studying medicine, and you can marry a woman. You are so good. I have learned medical skills from you for more than a decade. As a result, now I become a veterinarian!"
After a few scoldings, Jiang Xiaole left the house, ready to treat Sister-in-law Wang's old sow.
...
When Si Mazi came to Jiang Xiaole's house with the bottle of century-old ginseng wine that he had been keeping for decades and was not willing to drink, Jiang Xiaole came back from Wang sister-in-law's house.
When Si Mazi saw Jiang Xiaole sitting casually in the yard, he quickly asked, "Xiao Le, did you go to see the old sow of Sister-in-law Wang's family?"
"Don't worry, it's all done! The old sow suffered from a cold after giving birth to a piglet. I've already told Sister-in-law Wang that I've also prescribed some local medicine. The pig will be fine in less than a day."
"Well, well, I know you have the best medical skills!" Si Mazi laughed.
Although Jiang Xiaole was young, he was a famous "Magic Doctor" in the White Stone Village. Whether it was human or livestock, as long as they were sick, they could cure Jiang Xiaole within three days!
Of course, this little bastard was cold-hearted and often had to give the other party a bit of blood in order to treat him. This was also one of the reasons why he was not welcomed in White Rock Village!
"Where's my alcohol?" Jiang Xiaole narrowed her eyes as she looked at Si Mazi.
Si Mazi held the bottle of wine tightly with both hands, and his heart was bleeding. But there was no other way. What could he do if his weakness was caught by this little bastard?
"Here!" Si Mazi finally handed the bottle of century-old ginseng wine to Jiang Xiaole.
Jiang Xiaole's eyes lit up. She snatched the hundred-year-old ginseng wine from Si Mazi's hand and sniffed it with her nose. "Smell! This wine smells so good!"
"Xiao Le, I've given you the wine. You must remember our agreement." Si Mazi said to Jiang Xiao Le at the end.
Jiang Xiaole waved her hand. "I got it, I got it!"
After saying that, he ignored Si Mazi and turned into the house.
In the simple house, Jiang Xiaole opened the bottle of hundred-year-old ginseng wine, poured a glass of wine and placed it in front of the portrait in the middle, and then bowed to the spirit tablet.
"Master, Xiaole is here to propose a toast to you again!" Jiang Xiaole said as he sat cross-legged on the ground.
Looking at the portrait in front of him, Jiang Xiaole's mind began to resurface like a puff of smoke.
More than ten years ago, the young Jiang Xiaole and Wu Tianya had moved from a foreign land to Whitestone Village. Because the villagers of Whitestone Village were more afraid of outsiders, they had always treated the two of them coldly!
Wu Tianci was an old Chinese medicine doctor, but when he was drunk, he said that he was the "National Medical Sage"! Of course, Jiang Xiao Le had never believed this.
Wu Tianci liked to drink. He drank all day long until he was dead drunk on that stormy night three years ago.
After his death, Jiang Xiaole lived alone in White Rock Village. Whether it was suffering or being tired, he was already used to it.