The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 501 Preparing for the New Year

Ling Feng wore a smug expression, "Of course, who am I after all? Definitely quick to recover!"

"What are you up to now? Heading back to Shiliu Village?" Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, expressing regret at his self-praise, and then asked.

Ling Feng chuckled, "Going to the county town bank, got some business to handle."

"Oh, then I’ll come with you."

Zhou Yi said that, turned around, and walked out of the courtyard again.

Ling Feng was startled, not understanding what she was up to, so he followed and asked, "Weren’t you here to see Director Chen?"

"Yeah, but it’s not urgent. I can go with you for a bit first!" Zhou Yi said nonchalantly.

"Alright then."

Ling Feng scratched his head, opened the door, and got into the car.

Zhou Yi also got into the car, sitting in the passenger seat.

A sweet fragrance wafted over, and Ling Feng couldn’t help sniffing. Her perfume had a very unique scent; he used to be able to analyze the composition of any odor, but he still didn’t know what hers was.

Zhou Yi turned her head and glanced at him sideways, "Shall we go?"

"Right away!"

Ling Feng grinned and started the car.

On the way to the bank, he couldn’t resist asking, "Since I’ve run into you, Shiyun’s situation..."

"No rush, you’ll be informed when there’s news!"

Zhou Yi glanced at him and teased, "What? Can’t bear it after just two days?"

"Yeah, so what?"

In her presence, Ling Feng didn’t hold back and asked outrightly with a candid face.

Zhou Yi looked at him and pressed her lips together, remaining silent.

They arrived at the bank quickly; she waited in the car while Ling Feng returned in just over ten minutes.

Restarting the car, Ling Feng glanced at Zhou Yi, "You just came to hang out with me, that’s it?"

"No, why?" Zhou Yi feigned innocence.

Ling Feng: "...No reason, just didn’t think you’d be so free."

"You, talking nonsense, who’s free? Spending a few minutes with you, and now you’re not happy?" Zhou Yi widened her eyes and asked, sounding quite cross.

"I’m not unhappy, just asking, Special Envoy Ma’am!" Ling Feng laughed.

"Cut it out, there’s no way you care about my title. If you really did, you wouldn’t talk to me like this!" Zhou Yi rolled her eyes, speaking irritably.

Ling Feng chuckled without saying anything more and drove back to Longyuan.

He had an inkling about what she meant; knowing he had been injured but not having the chance to check on him, she naturally wanted to express her concern now that they’d met.

But with her proud and aloof nature, there were things she couldn’t express, so she simply accompanied him around the block.

Still, this was just a guess. Ling Feng knew that if he asked directly, Zhou Yi would definitely not admit to it.

So he simply didn’t ask.

Upon returning to Longyuan, Ling Feng stopped the car. Before getting out, he asked, "Speaking of which, the New Year’s almost here. Where do you plan to celebrate it?"

"How about at your place?" Zhou Yi glanced at him.

Ling Feng was taken aback before nodding, "Sure!"

"Really?"

"Of course, who lets you be my boss?" Ling Feng said with a smile.

Zhou Yi’s mouth curled up slightly, "It’s the thought that counts, but I won’t have time to spend New Year’s with you, I have to go home!"

"Oh, then I’ll see you after the New Year," Ling Feng nodded.

When Zhou Yi heard him say that, she felt a surprising pang of disappointment.

But on the surface, she remained expressionless, nodding slightly, "Okay."

After getting out of the car, Ling Feng handed over the two-million-yuan check to Chen Ping to distribute among everyone, and then, without inquiring about Zhou Yi’s plans, he turned and left Longyuan.

Once home, Ling Feng sought out Mo Jiaolan, "Just remembered something, with the New Year coming up, shouldn’t we prepare some gifts?"

"Right, I was thinking of discussing that with you too. What do you plan to give?" Mo Jiaolan asked.

Ling Feng knew quite a few elders, such as the old masters from the Miao and Mo families, Li Fei’er’s father, as well as Chu Nan and the Qiao Family, all of whom he ought to visit during the New Year.

"I thought about it on the way home; I don’t really have anything impressive to gift, just special products from the First and Second Layer Heavens. We can put together a gift box, cram everything in there, and give one to each family," Ling Feng said with a laugh.

Mo Jiaolan smiled, "Sounds good, though I’m afraid the box will have to be quite big!"

Then her tone shifted, "No problem, leave it to me!"

"Then I’ll leave you to it."

Ling Feng smiled, wrapping his arm around her shoulder, "With Shiyun away, you have to worry about my affairs."

Mo Jiaolan smiled without a word, knowing he was thinking of Li Shiyun again, so she dared not continue lest it stir up more of his yearning.

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On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, a trailer from a logistics company arrived at Shiliu Village.

One by one, large wooden crates with a volume of one cubic meter each were loaded onto the truck.

These were the gift boxes prepared by Mo Jiaolan, filled with various treasures like agarwood, century-old medicinal herbs, and several types of high-quality meats.

Those that were close were sent by logistics truck, and those that were far had to be air freighted to ensure delivery before the New Year. Mo Jiaolan checked several times with the truck driver to make sure he remembered the shipping method for each box before she was reassured.

After busying with these tasks, Shiliu Village had officially entered the New Year mode.

In the open space in front of Ling Feng’s house, there was a lively scene of slaughtering chickens and sheep.

Just then, a car slowly drove into the village and stopped by the roadside.

Ling Feng, who was helping Old Sun, looked up when he noticed the arriving car.

To his surprise, he saw it was Wang Laogen. He immediately chuckled, not bothering to wipe his hands, and ran over.

"Old Wang, what brings you here?"

Wang Laogen stepped back two paces, his face wary, "Don’t touch me with your greasy hands!"

"I wanted to give you a hug. Why be so fussy?" Ling Feng rolled his eyes.

"This suit is custom-made!"

Wang Laogen rolled his eyes back at him and then inquired, "So, you guys are starting the New Year celebrations early?"

"You could say that. It’s been a good year, so we’re letting everyone have a good time," Ling Feng replied with a smile.

"You young man still have some conscience, not forgetting the people in the village."

Wang Laogen nodded and took some steps forward.

Ling Feng followed him curiously, "What are you here for? I just sent you a big gift package yesterday, why have you come to my place?"

"Of course, I’m here on business, let’s talk inside!"

Wang Laogen walked with his hands behind his back, striding like a retired official into Ling Feng’s home.

The girls almost all knew him and greeted him on sight; the old man’s face blossomed into a smile, delighted about something.

Once seated inside, Ling Feng looked at him, "Can you tell me now?"

"Here’s something for you."

Wang Laogen nodded, reached around his waist and pulled out a black box.

Ling Feng took it and looked at it, puzzled, "What’s this?"

"Open it up and see!"

Wang Laogen was grinning from ear to ear, a mysterious look on his face.