"Hmph!"
Xu Wenjing didn't seem to take Zhao Tienan's threat to heart.
She just gave a heavy "hmph" and then walked away like a stubborn mule.
"Zhao, you're back. What happened just now? Jing didn't look happy..."
At this moment, Cao Lei returned with a medicine box on her back, asking with a puzzled expression.
"Nothing, just playing around."
"By the way, who were you seeing as a patient?"
Zhao Tienan scratched his chin and asked in confusion.
"I just went to the village chief's house. He's been having stomach pain recently. I suspect he might have atrophic gastritis, and it seems quite serious..."
Cao Lei sighed and said slowly, her face full of worry.
"Ah?"
Upon hearing this news, Zhao Tienan's expression changed too.
In Fengshan Village, the village chief is undoubtedly the backbone. He handles all the big and small matters in the village with ease, and he manages neighborhood relations very well.
