Dressed as an evil mother-in-law, I will clean up and take the whole family away

Chapter 93: Self-destruction
  Not to mention the old man, Yang Wen was startled. He quickly stood up and stretched his neck to see, but there was no change at all on the silver needle.

"Sister Lin, are you serious?"

Did this guy change his name?

Lin Ling didn't have time to tease him, so she comforted the old man first: "Old man, please sit down and wait. There seems to be something wrong with this injection."

"Okay, okay." How dare the old man not agree? He originally wanted to try to see if his eyes could be cured, but when he heard it was poisonous, he felt much better and could see much more clearly, so he came over to take a look.

She had taken out all the silver needles. After placing them all, she could see the silver needles wrapped outside, and there were two light ink-colored needles.

"If you look carefully, you can still see traces of wiping."

Very light, but not absent.

She continued to take out the medicine on the top of the silver needle. By coincidence, it happened to be white powdery talcum powder, which she always carried with her as an antidiarrheal medicine.

“It seems like someone added something to the talcum powder and it fell, causing the silver needle to change color?

Not realistic? It couldn't fall on the silver needle at all. Could it be that the silver needle was used to smear the talcum powder mixed with poison? "

Lin Ling talked to herself, then took out the silver needle and applied it with talcum powder. The silver needle turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's really poisonous!" Yang Wen instantly admired Lin Ling so much that if he had just pierced the old man's eyes, he would probably be dead.

"Who is so vicious?"

"Do you still remember the palm prints on the counter? I originally thought it was dust, but now it seems that there must be talcum powder stuck on it. He didn't notice it in the dark."

After a brief analysis, Lin Ling put all the silver needles away, went back to process them again, and took out the portion that Doctor Liu had given her.

The old man's body froze: "Return, come again?"

"Don't worry, old man, I have always carried this silver needle with me. There will be no problem." As she said that, she had already disinfected it on the fire and signaled Yang Wenlai to steady the back of the grandfather's head and began to slowly inject the needle.

There were five needles in total. After gently twisting them, she slowly pulled them out.

The old man opened his eyes, blinked a few times to adjust, and his eyes became brighter and brighter: "I can see clearly, I can see many things clearly!"

Before, he could only see things in a blur, and he would easily fall if he couldn't see clearly. Now he can see within five steps, which is enough!
  "As you get older, your organs begin to age. Old man, you have to cooperate with taking medicine and acupuncture, and you will slowly get better. Do you want to give you medicine?" Lin Ling asked without compulsion, while disinfecting the silver needles. Take back.

The old man hesitated and asked, "How much?"

"Ten articles." Yang Wen crossed his index fingers and gestured.

The old man exclaimed: "So cheap? Last time I went to Yimintang, I was prescribed 30 yuan of medicine, but it didn't make me any better after taking it. Is this really effective?"

He couldn't help but be suspicious, fearing that cheap medicine would not be good.

Yang Wen had already taken the medicine according to Lin Ling's prescription.

"It doesn't work, it doesn't cost any money."

Lin Ling chuckled.

"Okay, catch it." The old man took out the copper plate and handed it over.

Yang Wen also handed over the medicine he had grabbed.

After getting the medicine, the old man walked home. On the way, he saw a myna from the same village standing in the middle of the road. He couldn't get through at all, so he simply stopped in front of the person and asked, "You are blocking the road."

"Did you see it?" The man nicknamed Bage bent down and looked into the grandfather's eyes. He stretched out his hand and shook it in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"

The old man proved it with his actions and slapped his hand away: "Get out of the way soon."

"It's really cured. Who cured it?" Myna quickly followed.

An old man and a young man chattered, attracting the attention of the villagers.

"There was a free clinic in front, and the female doctor treated me." The old man said impatiently. Female doctor?
  The myna rushed over without stopping.

When I saw an elderly woman at the entrance of the alley, I instantly lost most of my interest.

"I'm going to take a look. I've been having pain in my back for many years. I don't know if it can be cured."

Brother Bago watched the eldest brother from the same village walk over, stopped to watch, and watched as the eldest brother said a few words to the female doctor, then lifted up his clothes and started to inject acupuncture.

This wait lasted about half an hour.

After the eldest brother got the needle, he stood up and moved around for a few times, his face showed joy, he put down the copper plate and left.

Myna counted it, it should be ten cents?
  Someone went to see the doctor again.

As if he didn't know he was hungry, he watched the female doctor treat patients one after another, leaving only ten cents.

As the sky darkened and no one came to see the doctor anymore, Lin Ling and Yang Wen were about to close the stall. As soon as they put the pulse pillow in, a young man sat down in front of him.

He is a little over 1.8 meters tall, with a burly build and a ruddy complexion.

"What do you want to see?" Lin Ling sat down and asked patiently.

Bage shook his head, pondered for a while and asked: "I have a group of beggar friends. They are always weak during this period. They went to Yimin Hall and were told that they would need 50 yuan of medicine. We don't have that much money. Can you cure it?”

"Fifty Wen? Why should they be beggars if they have fifty Wen?" Yang Wen was indignant because this was the countless number of people who couldn't afford Yimintang medicine: "They said it was a free clinic and they took it away. The patient prescribes medicine randomly again, what a jerk.”

Bage said nothing and looked to the side expectantly.

"I can see that I can only charge you the cost of the medicine. If you think it's expensive, I can't help it."

The ugly words come first.

Lin Ling was afraid that the disease would not be cured and she would need money. If she said this again, it would appear that she had no medical ethics.

Baimintang's medicines are inherently profitable, so there is no need to prescribe them no matter how much money you lose.

Bage looked like he understood everything, and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, doctor, come with me."

"What about me?" Why don't you call yourself? Yang Wen really felt that he was nothing but air, and his face looked depressed.

Obviously yesterday he was surrounded by patients.

"Let's go together." Myna mistook the person for the drug boy.

They walked all the way, and after leaving the village, they went straight to the town.

Myna led them around and around, and finally arrived in front of a dilapidated old house. The roof was full of holes, and the house was full of spider webs. The ground was full of weeds and broken tiles. If it hadn't been for one of them, it would have been too long. It was an obvious road, but no one would have thought that anyone could live inside.

The current situation is even worse for beggars.

Lin Ling couldn't help but wonder if these beggars were good at cheating. Otherwise, how could they be friends with Bago?

If that's the case... her thoughts were stuck.

When I walked to the back room, I saw people lying on the ground that could be shaded from the sun. There were five people in total. The first one on the left had both legs broken, and he was thin and petite.

The second and third one broke off the left hand and the other on the right hand.

The fourth one is mute, with a severely cleft lip, a twisted chin, and dull eyes.

The fifth one is a human pig and depends entirely on the care of the fourth healthy man.

He looks to be in his forties or fifties.

Seeing the confusion, Bago explained with a grimace: "When they were young, their hands and feet were broken and they were begging in the city. After the disaster years, they were useless and were left here to fend for themselves."

(End of this chapter)