Long Xiaoyue did not underestimate Zhang Wenhao because of this. She knew in her heart that the limited Miao doctors here did not have any theory or experience of Western medicine. When they were given medicines, they did not know what medicine to prescribe to what kind of patients. Zhang Wenhao

Compared with them, they have received formal and systematic medical education, so they must know more.

Long Xiaoyue brought Zhang Wenhao to the township chief's home. According to her, there is no township government here. The township chief lives at home and does not have any formal offices. He just maintains the order of the Miao village and communicates with the villagers.

Several older people discuss and resolve some major issues together, which is basically regarded as absolute autonomy. Moreover, the folk customs here are very simple. Theft and robbery have never happened. There has not been a single criminal case in many years, so the county also treats this place.

I was so relieved that I almost forgot about Miao Village.

As soon as we arrived at the stilted downstairs of the township head's house, a middle-aged man wearing an undershirt came down from upstairs. When he saw Long Xiaoyue, he smiled and said, "Xiaoyue, you are here."

Long Xiaoyue smiled and said: "Uncle Yang, are you going to work in the fields?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile: "Let's go get the cows and go to the fields. Today is the weekend and the school is closed, right?"

Long Xiaoyue nodded and said: "Let's take a day off, the children all want to sleep in."

The middle-aged man smiled, said goodbye, and left without paying attention to Zhang Wenhao. Long Xiaoyue took Zhang Wenhao upstairs and said, "That was Grandpa Yang's son just now. He was outside all the time."

I was doing business. The company closed down two months ago, so I came back to Miaojiazhai."

Zhang Wenhao nodded without taking it seriously. After the two of them went upstairs, Long Xiaoyue came to the door of a room, knocked on the door, and said: "Grandpa Yang, have you gotten up?"

There was a local accent in the room, which Zhang Wenhao couldn't understand. Long Xiaoyue said with a smile: "Grandpa Yang can't speak Mandarin, he can only speak Miao, and he can only understand a little Mandarin. He just said: You little

Nizi, if you don’t speak good Miao dialect, you have to speak Mandarin, and it’s hard to listen.”

Zhang Wenhao nodded and smiled, knowing that communication was really hard. Not only was it not a dialect, but it was also a different language system. It was too troublesome to communicate like this, so he might as well use 200 points to redeem Miao language skills in the learning system.

Zhang Wenhao did it as he thought. After a while, after spending two hundred points, he had mastered the Miao language.

At this time, Long Xiaoyue said in Miao language: "A volunteer doctor has come to the village to treat the villagers in the village for free."

"Really?!" The door opened quickly, and an old man just put on his coat. When he saw Long Xiaoyue and Zhang Wenhao, he excitedly asked in Miao language: "Xiaoyue, this young man is the doctor you mentioned.

?"

Long Xiaoyue nodded and said, "Yes, I am a top student in the medical school. This time, not only will I get free treatment, but I will also get free medicine."

The old man was so excited that he stepped forward to hold Zhang Wenhao's hand and said, "Young man, it's such an honor for you to come to our Miao Village! I would like to thank you on behalf of the fellow villagers of Miao Village."

Zhang Wenhao blurted out in Miao dialect: "You don't have to be so polite. This is what I should do."

As soon as Zhang Wenhao's proficient Miao language came out, Long Xiaoyue was shocked. She stared at Zhang Wenhao for a long time and couldn't say a word. () {Piaotian Literature www.piaotian.net Thank you for your support, all book friends.
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