As the twelfth lunar month enters, the weather in Luoxiang Mansion suddenly becomes very warm. In previous years, not to mention the dripping water turns into ice, it is already snowy and can’t go out. But now it is unusually warm. You only need to wear a cotton jacket outdoors and it’s not cold.

Wei Zhao stood at the entrance of the clinic, looked at the fluffy sun in the sky, and asked Su Yuancheng, "Is this happening here every year?"

Although he has not walked out of Luoxiang Mansion at present, he also learned that Luoxiang Mansion is located in the northwest of the Great Zhou Dynasty and belongs to the northern temperate zone with distinct four seasons. Logically speaking, winter should not be so short!

Su Yuancheng was stunned by his question, and then remembered that he had lost his memory and forgot what happened before, and replied: "No, in the past, every twelfth lunar month, there were many people who were frozen to death and frostbite. The master... every year..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped and changed the topic: "It's just not cold. It's so good that the weather is so good. You can save two sets of winter clothes and fewer people who freeze to death."

Wei Zhao shook his head, "No, the weather is abnormal, it's not a good thing."

Su Yuancheng also looked up at the sky and thought to himself, well, there are fewer people with frostbite, and the clinic has no business to do!

He thought to himself, and couldn't help but murmur, Wei Zhao slapped him on the back of the head, "What are you talking nonsense? Young Master, that kind of person, I am?"

Su Yuancheng rubbed the back of his head while hiding, "No, it's what I think, hehehe."

Wei Zhao looked at the plaque hanging at the entrance of the clinic and said, "I would rather have dust in the medicine cabinet than have patients in the world."

Su Yuancheng nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, no one is here, no one is here!"

Wei Zhao stretched out his hand again and wanted to slap the back of his head. Su Yuancheng learned from his mistakes and could not let him succeed again. He hid to the side and said unconvincedly: "Why are you hitting me again? I'm following your words this time!"

Wei Zhao stretched out his hand and didn't hit him. He simply stretched out his other arm, did a chest expansion exercise, then lowered his waist, stretched his muscles and bones, and then said: "It's not that there are no patients, it's that the patients are not coming to our clinic."

Su Yuancheng paused his hands on the back of his head, nodded, and said seriously: "Indeed, patients have not come to our clinic recently. I'll go and inquire later. What's going on?"

Wei Zhao refused to comment, but in fact he understood the reason a little.

Two days ago, Xue Niang and the women all recovered from illness. They went to the entrance of Ziyun Tower together, returned all the money Zhou Fan gave them, and returned to the entrance of Jimin Medical Center, put some broken silver in their arms in a basin and handed it to Wei Zhao.

"Doctor Wei, our sisters are in a state of chaos and are not clean, but we earned these money ourselves, we did not steal or rob, and they were very clean." She said.

She said this, and the onlookers thought about the fact that they went to the gate of Ziyun Tower to send money. There was also a farce on the day when Shiweitian opened. How could they not understand the causes and consequences? They despise Zhou Fan's character, and praised Xue Niang and others for their kindness and return to their fate.

Afterwards, they said goodbye to Wei Zhao.

They were sent out by their respective brothels since they were sick. Xue Niang took them in, rented a small yard, and relied on Xue Niang and Yulan to play the piano in Hongxiulou to earn some money.

Now that the disease has been cured, the group of women no longer have today or tomorrow. In the future, it is impossible for them to live long with the monthly money of one or two people, so they are likely to return to the brothel and continue their previous days of laughter.

Li Wan'er has been with them all day and night and is very sympathetic to their experiences. When she sees them, she always thinks of herself, especially Qingshuang, who is the most serious, who is an orphan like her. She was sold into the building by her uncle in the village when she was twelve years old. Now she is only eighteen years old but she is seriously ill and almost dies.

If she hadn't met Wei Zhao, she might have been sold into brothels like them in two years, and she would have been sold into brothels.

She pulled Wei Zhao's sleeves, looked at him pitifully, and grabbed Qingshuang with her other hand.

It was the first time she had known her that she had asked Wei Zhao for help. Although she didn't speak, her meaning was very obvious.

Wei Zhao sighed, reached out and rubbed her head, rubbed her neatly combed hair, then let go and said, "I'm afraid of you. There are so many unsatisfactory people in this world, how many can you save?"

When Li Wan'er heard what he said, she understood that he agreed to his request. While grabbing his hair, she hurriedly said, "I don't know anyone else, but Sister Qingshuang and the others are just sick. If they fall into the dust again, wouldn't it be a shame for us to save them?"

Qingshuang, who was pulled by her, kept biting her lip, trying to break free but couldn't get rid of Li Wan'er's hand, and hurriedly said: "Wan'er, let go, don't make things difficult for Doctor Wei. People like us are lucky enough to be alive, and we can no longer cause trouble for Doctor Wei."

Wei Zhao looked at her, the young woman with a fair face. He had been responsible for treating her during this period, and it was quite a bit of contact. He understood that she was kind-hearted and somewhat similar to Wan'er at the time. He couldn't help feeling pity. He couldn't bear to fall into the fire again. He thought for a while and said, "Forget it, Wan'er, go and call Xue Niang over, I have something to say to her."

Li Wan'er immediately smiled, reached out and pulled Wei Zhao's hand, then carried her skirt and ran towards Xue Niang who was talking to Luo Lan.

After a while, Luo Lan has already let go of what Xue Niang and others do, especially what they did after recovering from illness, which made her look at them with admiration. Therefore, she became friendly to them. When she heard that they might even wander back to the brothel, she felt very sympathetic. She took off her purse and gave it to Xue Niang, asking them to use it for the time being. Xue Niang naturally would not accept it. The two were pushing each other away.

When Xue Niang heard Wei Zhao telling her to go back, she hurriedly stuffed the purse in her hand back into Luo Lan's hand, and then quickly walked to Wei Zhao's side.

Wei Zhao said directly: "Xue Niang, I know you have all taken back the contract of selling your body and are no longer under control. What are your plans in the future?"

Xue Niang was stunned, then stroked the hair in her ear and smiled bitterly: "We are a group of women, we have nothing to do, what are the plans..."

Wei Zhao said: "If you have no plans, I have an offer, but I don't know if you can accept it."

Then the guard Showa Xue Niang suggested asking them if they were willing to stay in the clinic and be nurses.

Xue Niang was naturally overjoyed and kept promised that they would do their best. After hearing this, the other girls were naturally overjoyed and came to kowtow to Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao said: "Don't worry, thank me for a few words, I still have to say it in front."

He paused, and was sure that everyone was listening carefully, and then said: "First of all, this is a clinic, a place to cure diseases and save lives. The nurse's work is even more hard and dirty. If someone can't endure the hardship, I won't force it."

Xue Niang knew that he was worried that these girls would be so popular in the building and could not bear the suffering, so she quickly said, "Doctor Wei, these girls are all miserable people who were sold into the building. Now that they can escape from the sea of ​​suffering, how can they be afraid of heavy? Don't worry, I can protect this. If someone in the future cannot endure hardship, I don't have to speak, I will send them away in person."

Wei Zhao nodded. When Xue Niang took in these people, she naturally understood their character and was protected by her. He was not worried about this.

Then he said, "Besides, the clinic is no better than other places. People who come here are from all walks of life, poor, rich and powerful. As nurses, you should treat everyone equally, not judge people by their appearance, or by their power. Of course, if someone disrespects you, you can tell me, and you don't have to swallow your anger."

Xue Niang and others repeatedly promised again. Later, Wei Zhao asked someone to rent a yard near the clinic to resettle them, and asked Li Wan'er to teach them nursing skills, and observe their character. If they are frivolous, or afraid of hardship and fatigue, they will tell him early that he will not stay such a person.

Since Xue Niang and others stayed, fewer and fewer patients came to the clinic.

Wei Zhao knew in his heart that the patient would not come, perhaps because he was not used to the fact that there were so many women in the clinic, and perhaps he was thinking about their former careers. In short, it was not a serious illness, and no one was willing to come to the clinic.

He was not anxious, but he thought it was very suitable for Xue Niang and others to be nurses.

They are all people who have suffered and experienced the times. Unlike women of this era, they are conservative and conservative. The work of nurses must be careful and bold, regardless of gender. They cannot avoid this or that just because they meet male patients, so they are just right.

The two were wandering around the clinic when they suddenly heard an old man say, "There is something unusual in the sky, and there will be a major disaster this winter. Oh, it's a sin!"
Chapter completed!