Sign-In to Farm, I am the Group Favorite on the Road to Exile

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Chapter 561: Not Like Ordinary Farmers

　　In the room, Shen Qingqian suddenly came in, leaving the old lady in the room stunned beside the bed.

　　"Girl, you"

　　Shen Qingqian smiled at her, "Grandma, I'm a doctor, can you let me take a look at Grandpa?"

　　"Doctor? Oh, okay." The old lady quickly made way.

　　The room was so small that after Shen Qingqian came in, the already dim light became even darker. The old lady was very considerate and hurriedly retreated.

　　The old man on the bed was already unconscious, but he was still coughing even in a coma, and his condition was obviously very serious.

　　Shen Qingqian didn't care about anything else. She fed him the magic spring water first and then took his pulse.

　　After taking the patient's pulse, she breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't tuberculosis, so that was good.

　　Taking out the golden needle from the system warehouse, Shen Qingqian held his breath and began to insert the needle.

　　The fastest way to stabilize the condition is acupuncture. If she had been a step later, the old man might have died.

　　Outside the house, the old lady brought out the best chair in the house for Shen Shan to sit on, and went to the kitchen to pick out a coarse porcelain bowl with a small crack on it and poured him a bowl of water.

　　"Young man, are you here to buy sugarcane?" the old lady asked nervously.

　　His family grows the most sugarcane in the village, because the boss said last year that the more they sell, the higher the price will be. Other families sell at six cents per pound, but those with large quantities can sell at eight cents.

　　Shen Shan smiled kindly, "Yes, some of my sisters at home want to make candy, so we came here today to buy a little bit, and if they can really make it, we will come back in a few days."

　　"Buy less?" The old lady's eyes were no longer filled with anticipation, but she still said politely, "How much do you want? I'll go to the field and chop some for you now."

As she said that, she stood up and went to the corner of the yard to get a carrying pole and a machete.

　　Shen Shan said, "Let's buy 150 kilograms first. Grandma, you can cut it as you like. We can't ask for too much."

　　On the way here, Shen Qingqian said that generally fifteen kilograms of sugarcane can produce one kilogram of sugar, so one hundred and fifty kilograms can only produce ten kilograms of sugar.

　　"Okay, wait for me, I'll be there soon." The old lady waved her hand, took her things and wanted to go out.

　　But she ate too little every day and was staggering when she walked. Shen Shan came over quickly, took the shoulder pole and machete from her, and said with a smile, "You take a rest, let Gou Wa take me to the field."

　　"How can this be possible? I..." The old lady was anxious, but looking at her weak hands and feet, she could only sigh, "Then you should be more careful, it won't be a problem if you take your time."

　　Life was tough and she really had no choice.

　　Gouwazi took Shen Shan away. The old lady remembered that Shen Qingqian was still in the room, so she quickly poured a bowl of water and brought it over.

　　As soon as she entered the room, she saw Shen Qingqian stand up, wipe the sweat off his face and look back at her.

　　"Girl, this..." The old lady suddenly realized that her old man didn't cough!