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Zhao Xiue was extremely excited and immediately rushed into the clinic.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Liu Zixing's mood was actually the same as theirs, and she was even more shocked. She was the only one who had witnessed the entire process of the rescue. The surgical operation performed by Lin Fan was something she had never seen or heard of before.

Chen Huzi had severe blood loss and originally needed a blood transfusion, but Lin Fan did not give him one.

There was no choice, as this was a small mountain village, where there were no conditions for transfusion.

However, Lin Fan rummaged through Old Liu's medicine cabinet and unexpectedly concocted an ointment on the spot. After stitching up the wound, he instructed Liu Zixing to apply the strange ointment on Chen Huzi's wound and bandage it.

Curiously, Liu Zixing asked, "What is this stuff?"

Lin Fan replied, "It's an ointment for external injuries that can speed up the healing of wounds."

With top-notch medical skill, creating such an ointment was a trivial task for Lin Fan. However, in this world, such a miraculous ointment could be considered priceless.

Later, this type of ointment was accidentally leaked and acquired by a world-leading pharmaceutical company. The company's top pharmaceutical experts exclaimed that it was miraculous, and perceptively predicted that if this ointment could be mass-produced, it would definitely become a blockbuster product, bringing significant economic benefits to the company.

But they exhausted all possibilities, spent countless money, hired numerous top experts, and purchased the most advanced equipment, yet could not replicate this ointment.

It's as if, without knowing the formula, no one can replicate Coca-Cola.

And for Lin Fan, it was just something he could make casually, even in this rudimentary village clinic, the cost would not exceed 100 yuan and no advanced equipment was needed.

After creating this trauma ointment, Lin Fan then fiddled a bit more and made a pitch-black pill, which he fed to Chen Huzi.

Liu Zixing, curious again, asked, "What is this?"

Lin Fan casually said, "It's for replenishing blood."

Liu Zixing was stunned. It meant that Lin Fan did not give Chen Huzi a blood transfusion, but used this pill instead, to replace the transfusion. Is this really reliable!

Liu Zixing held a skeptical attitude, after all, in her impression, Lin Fan was nothing like a doctor. Lin Fan was just an ordinary college student.

Next, Lin Fan gave Chen Huzi a massage.

And then Chen Huzi miraculously woke up.

Suddenly, Liu Zixing was bewildered and couldn't understand Lin Fan's actions, only describing it as miraculous. He just woke up like that?

The pill Lin Fan gave to Chen Huzi actually worked. How did he do it? It was too miraculous. Lin Fan, who appeared to nonchalantly concoct a blood-replenishing pill, was even more effective than a blood transfusion!

Faced with the facts, Liu Zixing had no choice but to believe, even if she didn't dare to.

Lin Fan made this blood-replenishing pill entirely because of the lack of blood transfusion conditions, for emergency use only. This blood-replenishing pill had an effect similar to blood transfusion.

Upon hearing that Chen Huzi woke up, the villagers were already abuzz.

"He actually woke up. We were all wrong. Lin Fan's medical skill is so amazing!"

"Isn't it? What on earth is going on here?"

"Lin Fan is actually a little miracle doctor. When did he learn medical skills?"

"I remember he didn't go to medical school, right?"

The villagers were all puzzled.

"So amazing!"

Wei Yue'er murmured to herself. She knew very well that with the meager medical conditions in this village, Lin Fan could actually save Chen Huzi. It was indeed a miracle.

Chen Huzi, who was almost done for, was saved by Lin Fan just like that.

At this time, even though Chen Huzi was still very weak, he had already woken up and was chatting with Lin Fan, explaining everything to him.

It turned out that in the morning, Zhao Xiue questioned Chen Huzi about not touching her for several months. Having heard that someone saw Chen Huzi going to Widow Li's house, she suspected Chen Huzi of having an affair with Widow Li, leading to a fight and stabbing Chen Huzi in a fit of rage.

"She said I hadn't touched her for months, but can you really blame me? She's two years younger than Widow Li, yet looks like Widow Li's mom!" Chen Huzi said with a bitter smile.

Lin Fan knew Widow Li; she was a well-known woman in the village because Widow Li was indeed very beautiful.

Speaking of Widow Li, Lin Fan and Widow Li had a special incident.

This happened several years ago. One evening, Lin Fan was passing by the riverbank and accidentally saw Widow Li bathing in the river. At that time, Widow Li had just lost her husband, still very young. In the moonlight, her voluptuous body seemed bathed in holy light, a scene Lin Fan still found unforgettable to this day...

Lin Fan asked, "So, did you actually do anything with Widow Li?"

Chen Huzi became agitated, "No, I swear on my three fingers. I just helped Widow Li carry a bag of rice home. Absolutely nothing happened. Even if I had such thoughts, Widow Li wouldn't be interested in me!"

Lin Fan found it amusing and asked Liu Zixing to bring Zhao Xiue in.

Zhao Xiue quickly walked in, and seeing Chen Huzi awake, burst into tears.

"Hu Zi, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have stabbed you with a knife," Zhao Xiue knelt at the bedside, deeply regretting.

Chen Huzi bitterly smiled, "You've really wronged me. We've been married all our lives, and our daughter is already in college. How could I ever do such a thing?"

Chen Huzi and Zhao Xiue's daughter, Chen Qiqi, is eighteen this year. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also a top student, one of the few college students from West River Village, reportedly attending a key university in Jiangnan.

Zhao Xiue lowered her head, feeling very ashamed.

Lin Fan smiled, "It's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, Aunt Xiue. Don't be so impulsive in the future. Fortunately, Uncle Hu was saved, otherwise you would have ended up in jail."

Zhao Xiue nodded fearfully, looking at Lin Fan, "Lin Fan, I offended you earlier. I didn't know your medical skill was so good. I looked down on you. I was just too worried about your Uncle Hu. Please don't take it to heart."

Upon reflection, she was really afraid of offending Lin Fan. If Lin Fan had been upset and refused to help, her husband would have surely died.

Lin Fan nonchalantly waved his hand, "This is nothing. By the way, winter vacation is coming. Is Qiqi coming back soon?"

When Lin Fan was younger, he played with Chen Qiqi, and he had a good impression of her. However, Chen Qiqi was a top student and didn't feel anything for Lin Fan. After finishing elementary school, Chen Qiqi went to study in town, and gradually grew distant from Lin Fan.

Zhao Xiue said, "Qiqi said she might have to find a job during the winter break and may not come back."

"Alright," Lin Fan said.

After lying in bed for a while, Chen Huzi was able to get up and leave the small clinic with Zhao Xiue's help. Lin Fan gave them some external ointment and instructed them to change the dressing morning and evening. Chen Huzi would soon recover. The couple expressed their gratitude and left.

Outside the clinic, the villagers, seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, gradually dispersed.

Watching Chen Huzi's back, Liu Zixing was astonished, "Lin Fan, how can he walk so soon? That's just too..."