After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Chapter 980 Thanks to your family

Fang Nanzhi finished reading it all, her expression completely blank.

She couldn't use any of them, not only because they were expensive, but also because the treatment methods were very different from what they used here.

Fang Nanzhi was a little unwilling, feeling that she had paid the consultation fee for nothing.

She found the experts in this biomedical dimension strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

But the system knows.

"Host, don't worry about it. Medical experts in the biomedical dimension don't consider themselves doctors. Their treatments are very effective, but they are all sales-oriented."

Fang Nanzhi understood.

Does this mean that instead of tailoring solutions to individual patients, they are creating solutions at different price points?

"They don't recognize doctors, so they don't take saving lives as their mission? Their goal is profit?"

"Yes."

Fang Nanzhi finally realized what was strange.

This is completely contrary to what she learned.

For these doctors, the first test upon entering the profession is not talent, but character.

If a doctor doesn't want to be a doctor and only wants to be a businessman with medical skills, then... she always felt it was a bit scary.

Money is important, but inner will is also important.

Being a doctor is about making money, but how can you put making money first?

Not just doctors, but in Fang Nanzhi's mind, every profession should have a "bottom line" and should not put making money first.

For example, farmers can make more money growing watermelons than growing grains, but they only grow melons and fruits in sandy areas; most of their land is still used for growing grains.

If people abandon grain production and grow only fruits and vegetables in order to make money, that would be quite alarming.

And what about the teachers at the academy? If they only teach reading to students who have paid high tuition fees...

She felt that if making money were the top priority, the world would descend into chaos.

Fang Nanzhi logged out of the system in frustration, feeling greatly shocked.

She put away the prescription she had written earlier and went to bed.

She needs to take a break.

Fang Nanzhi felt much better after a night without any dreams.

I don't know what the experts in that dimension did, but the doctors here haven't encountered this situation yet.

She shouldn't worry too much.

Yu Huan helped her wash up and comb her hair.

Fang Nanzhi asked her to fetch a basin of hot water and place it at the door.

She found yesterday's clothes, moved a small stool, and sat in the yard to wash clothes.

She found the dirty spot, applied soap, and began to scrub.

Yu Huan watched and whispered a reminder: "Miss, you should use less force, the silk is easy to tear."

"What's there to be afraid of? Just sew it up!" Fang Nanzhi said confidently.

From the room next door, a gasp of cold air could be heard.

Fang Nanzhi threw down her clothes, ran to the window, and looked inside.

Seeing Qin Yan sitting upright on the bed, looking serious and focused, with one hand holding a needle and thread and the other holding a garment, he was intently sewing.

It means pricking your finger every two or three needle pricks.

It even drew blood.

Fang Nanzhi looked at it and felt pain in her fingers as well.

She obediently sat back down in the courtyard and then began washing the clothes, her movements becoming much gentler.

Yu Huan lowered her head, suppressing a laugh.

Fang Nanzhi only realized what was happening after she finished washing and wringing out the clothes, which were then taken by Yu Huan to dry.

It's winter; if I wash them and hang them to dry right away, they might freeze.

You have to use a charcoal brazier to dry it little by little.

No wonder Mom was so angry.

When she went to see her brother, she found that the stitches were crooked and had to be removed and re-sewn, otherwise the clothes would be unwearable.

Fang Nanzhi was truly relieved this time; thankfully, her clothes weren't torn.

"Brother, keep it up!"

After she finished speaking, she ran away in a flash.

Qin Yan watched her retreating figure with envy.

After having breakfast, Fang Nanzhi went out with her second uncle.

Raiding bird nests is a skill, especially in winter when it's difficult.

So they first infiltrated the village, cough cough, and mingled with a group of teenagers aged ten to fifteen.

The boys knew Fang Nanzhi, and after receiving the candy she gave them, they enthusiastically led the way for them.

"I know where the bird eggs are, but the nest is too high for us to climb up."

"My father said, 'You're from an official family. Can an official's daughter climb trees?'"

Fang Nanzhi put her hands on her hips: "Why can't we? We can ride horses, play polo, and shoot arrows."

The boys' eyes sparkled because they had never played either of these games before.

I couldn't help but become curious.

As they were preparing to enter the forest, they ran into acquaintances: the brothers Fang Zetian and Fang Qingtian, who were carrying firewood down from the mountain.

They didn't approach or say hello; they just left.

Fang Nanzhi was puzzled: "Why are they gathering firewood in the dead of winter?"

Shouldn't we prepare in advance? The firewood is always wet in winter, isn't it?

"Oh, your cousins, no, Fang Zetian and his friends are chopping firewood to sell for money."

“My mother said that they sold the dry firewood they had stored and used the smoky, damp firewood for their own livelihood.”

In the eyes of the villagers, this situation meant that they were having a very hard time.

Come to think of it, Fang Jin is dead, and Grandpa Fang has gone mad. How could the mother and her two children not have a hard time?

"It's all thanks to you guys for covering Grandpa Fang's medicine costs, otherwise his family would really be starving."

What about the cost of the medicine? They didn't pay.

"Ahem," Fang Yin coughed lightly and asked, "How did you know about this?"

Fang Nanzhi glanced at her second uncle and thought he was cunning.

The way that was asked made it sound like they were actually going to give it to him.

"Aunt He said that after Uncle Jin passed away, Grandpa Fang's mind became unclear, and he relied entirely on your family for money for medicine," the boy said matter-of-factly.

Fang Yin nodded thoughtfully.

Fang Nanzhi, however, vaguely replied, "It's nothing. My father and second uncle have always been filial. Our village has a good tradition of filial piety, and every family's children are dutiful."

The boys thought about it and realized that what she said made sense.

They are also filial to their own parents; they are such good villagers, no problem at all.

Once on the mountain, Fang Yin amazed the group of teenagers by demonstrating his "flying" skills and easily retrieving the bird eggs.

"Wow! Uncle Fang, you're amazing! Are all generals this amazing?"

"You idiot, Uncle Fang Yin is definitely the most powerful among the generals."

"Uncle Yin, we want to learn too!"

In an instant, Fang Yin became the most admired and liked person among the teenagers.

They couldn't care less about Fang Nanzhi.

Fang Yin enjoyed being flattered, and not only did he take the children to collect bird eggs, but he also took them to catch hibernating snakes...

After playing for half a day, everyone's stomachs started growling at noon, so they finally dispersed.

The uncle and nephew had just returned home when a fat man suddenly jumped out: "Nanzhi!"

Fang Nanzhi was startled and took a step back. Once she regained her balance, she recognized the person: "Yu Zhenghai? What are you doing here?"

"I came to find you and Brother Qin a long time ago, but you weren't home." Yu Zhenghai said angrily, arms crossed.