It was not until dawn that the owner of the car and Da Zhangluo took a veterinarian from the commune veterinary station and hurried back.

The veterinarian's surname is He. He is in his forties and slightly chubby. Everyone calls him Lao He.

Lao He also had a solemn look on his face. He had already examined the two piglets he pulled over and found that they had acute gastroenteritis, which has a rapid onset, strong contagiousness and a high fatality rate.

Just like the two piglets that were dragged there, they are now completely cold due to the bumpy journey.

The most important thing is that the veterinary medicine he brought was limited, and he could only treat dozens of animals.

Under the guidance of the boss, we went straight to the greenhouse, which was brightly lit. When we went in, we saw a dozen people scattered inside the pig house, washing the ground with water pipes and cleaning.

It’s over, it’s still a step too late, it’s time to start cleaning up the aftermath!

The owner of the car felt that his legs were weak and his vision went dark. He quickly leaned against the wall to avoid falling.

Da Zhangluo from behind took a look, slapped his thigh hard, and howled at the top of his lungs:

"It's over, it's over, it's all a bastard. I owe so much money to the bank, and we can't pay it back even if we all try our best to sell it!"

Veterinarian Lao He also felt sad for a while. He had seen this kind of situation too many times, but he still couldn't help feeling regretful.

Especially those housewives who feed fat pigs with a handful of chaff and a handful of vegetables. If they get sick and die, they will definitely cry till they are black.

"Uncle Boss, Uncle Zhang Luo, what are you doing?"

Liu Qingshan just finished cleaning a pig house and came out to greet the strange middle-aged man. He nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, uncle. My hands are dirty, so don't shake hands."

The owner of the car said with a sad face: "Qingshan, how many are left? Isn't it the whole family?"

Liu Qingshan smacked his lips with a look of reluctance: "There was a little pig that was too serious and couldn't be saved."

One! Are you talking about a pig?

The owner of the car stood up and rushed to the front of the pig house. When he looked inside, he saw that there were piglets lying on the wooden bed, black and white, all sleeping soundly.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously and stared at the piglets carefully: Yes, their abdomens were rising and falling slightly, they were all alive and not dead.

"OK……"

The uncle boss laughed, then stiffened and fell straight back.

Fortunately, Da Zhangluo followed behind him, hugging him and saying: "Boss, wake up, the pig didn't erect the corpse, why did you hold it back?"

Liu Qingshan also hurriedly came over and pinched the person, and the boss uncle woke up. He was furious and it was nothing serious.

While they were busy with the truck owner, veterinarian Lao He had already gotten into the pig house and started checking.

Lao He's equipment was relatively complete. He first took two thermometers and stuffed them into the pig's butt.

Then I put on the stethoscope and listened to a few piglets. I felt that the heartbeat was stable and that I was past the critical period.

This made Lao He a little confused. When Liu Qingshan and the others came to help, he couldn't help but ask: "Have you taken any medicine?"

"I used it, and it works great. I had diarrhea, so I just drank half a bowl and it was fine."

Zhang Ganzi is now a good man again, and his answers are confident. After all, he is a man who has been practicing boy kung fu for nearly forty years.

Seeing that he was confused, Liu Qingshan introduced the situation to Lao He.

Lao He knew something about herbal medicine, and he blinked for a long time: "It makes sense pharmacologically, but now it seems that the practical effect is also good. There are talented people in your village. Who researched the prescription?"

"I figured it out blindly. The situation was critical at that time. Anyway, it was a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water."

Liu Qingshan told the truth, there was no need to be secretive in front of professionals.

Lao He nodded: "Your prescription is good. I will study it when I get back. If it has curative effect, it will be valuable for promotion."

Liu Qingshan is not prepared to hide this recipe for himself. It can play a greater role and benefit the villagers. Why not do it?

So he nodded in agreement and secretly decided in his heart that he would vigorously develop the cultivation of Chinese herbal medicine in the future.

With natural resources like Doubao Mountain, they can try semi-natural and semi-artificial planting methods.

By artificially planting and then allowing medicinal plants to grow in a natural environment, the medicinal efficacy can be guaranteed.

Veterinarian Lao He was also very conscientious and went through each pig house. Several piglets with serious illness were all injected with the medicine he brought before going out to wash their hands.

It was already dawn outside, and most of the people here had not slept a wink all night, but everyone looked excited and not sleepy at all.

One after another, more villagers came to inquire about the news. When they heard that the piglets were saved, they all happily ran back to the village to report the news.

Due to a serious illness, only three piglets were lost. This loss was completely within the tolerance of everyone.

Only the captain's aunt still looked guilty and said she no longer wanted to be the person in charge of the pig farm.

"Sister-in-law, if you don't want to do it, then I will do it."

Zhang Gangzi didn't know what politeness meant, and just wanted to usurp power.

This is what he thought: If someone introduces me to a little widow or something like that again, and they ask you what you do, I will just say that you are the director of a pig farm. This is very honorable.

It's better than being asked and the answer is to clean up pig manure.

Although Zhang Gongzi performed well this time, he had too many misdeeds in the past, and everyone could not trust him.

So Liu Qingshan persuaded the team leader's aunt: "Aunt, let's get up wherever we fall. Don't you want to be a pig king or something?"

After hearing this, the captain's aunt also became more energetic: "Okay, I'll keep going. If another pig dies in the pig farm from now on, I'll hit a tree and die!"

"If we hit a pig, we can't hit a tree."

Liu Qingshan remembered a joke later.

"It's like hitting a pig, I can't bear to do that."

The team leader's aunt also swept away the decline. She secretly vowed in her heart that she must learn the skills of raising pigs, especially the prevention and treatment of pig diseases.

After coming out of the pig farm, everyone felt tired.

I had been holding on for a while just now, but now that I relaxed, I felt sore all over, my eyelids were heavy, and I was shaking when I walked.

Especially the old party secretary who was a few years old was a little unable to hold on. He even invited the veterinarian Lao He to his home to rest. As a result, Liu Qingshan took the veterinarian to his home directly.

The family members have also gotten up early, the news from the pig farm has been sent back, and everyone is making dumplings happily.

Brother Fei and Gangzi are leaving today. Why don't they get in the car and get the dumplings out of the noodles?

In this year and month, during the holidays, it is considered good to eat dumplings, so entertaining guests is not a bad thing.

Liu Qingshan fried another small plate of peanuts and fried an egg. Liu Shikui also brought over half a bottle of wine.

This made Lao He feel a little embarrassed: "I drank in the morning and got drunk all day long. Let's stop drinking, right?"

Liu Shikui cheerfully showed him the label on the wine bottle. Lao He also knew the goods and immediately beamed:

"Okay, then I'll have a drink with uncle. What do you mean, what other dishes are there? Dumplings are just wine. The more you drink, the better."

When the hot dumplings were brought to the table, several people held small wine cups, touched one first, and then replaced it with ordinary Bishui Daqu.

Liu Qingshan and the three of them are young, but they don't dare to touch medicinal wine. Otherwise, if their noses bleed from drinking, who can they talk to for explanation?

He was mainly responsible for accompanying the two brothers, and made an exception to have a drink: "Brother Fei, Brother Gangzi, you are welcome to come often in the future."

"That's for sure. We brothers haven't had enough fun this time."

Gangzi raised his neck and drank a glass of wine.

Brother Fei said somewhat meaningfully: "Next time I come, I guess your house still has Jiapigou, so it will be different."

He had a feeling that this small mountain village would soon take off.

The reason why he is so sure is that he believes that little brother Qingshan is a person who can give wings to others.

After breakfast, Liu Qingshan wanted to send them to the commune, but the two brothers said nothing and didn't let them go. They knew that Liu Qingshan had been struggling all night.

Then ask the eldest brother-in-law to send them off. The veterinarian is at home anyway, and there is no need for him and Liu Jinfeng to go to the commune again.

Seeing his eldest sister leading the veterinarian to the chicken coop, Liu Qingshan fell down on the kang and fell into a deep sleep.

Last night, he was under greater pressure than others. Whether it was the loan or the construction of the pig farm, he was in charge.

Fortunately, the loss was not big, and he can finally sleep peacefully!

When he opened his eyes, he found that his family was setting the table for dinner. Liu Qingshan couldn't help but mutter: "It will be noon so soon."

"Hehe, brother, it's dinner now."

The little old man came over, held Liu Qingshan's head with his little hands, and shook him a few times to wake him up.

Shan Xing took a wet towel and helped him wipe his face, telling him to feel refreshed.

Enjoying the services of the two little ones, Liu Qingshan felt so beautiful.

"What does it smell like? Oh, brother, you stink!"

Suddenly, he heard the little old man shouting. Liu Qingshan looked at his clothes and pants. They were mottled and stained with a lot of filth.

He was so frightened that he quickly grabbed a set of clothes, filled half a basin of warm water, and went to the warehouse to wash up.

…

The next day, at dawn, Liu Qingshan had already gone out. He was carrying a plastic bucket in his hand, which contained high-grade powder. His eldest brother-in-law went to the commune yesterday to help him pack it back.

All the way up the mountain, when he arrived at his destination, just as the red sun was rising, his master, the mute grandfather, was already waiting in front of Mukoleng.
To be continued...