The useless daughter-in-law is going to turn the world upside down

Chapter 1127 Xiaoke Xiaonian
Gu Yunlan raised his eyes and said, "Is this a critically ill patient?"

Ling Yao frowned, "It's not like, it looks like they're here to make trouble!"

Gu Yunlan became nervous, "I'll have someone call me daddy!"

She is not afraid of a fight with a sword and a gun, but she is afraid of this kind of dispute that cannot be explained clearly.

The group soon came to the front, put the two children heavily on the wooden table of the free clinic, and threw the stretcher on the ground.

The leader, a square-faced man in his thirties, pointed at the doctors at the free clinic and cursed: "You have cured someone to death, why do you care?"

Behind him, a young daughter-in-law in her twenties and an old lady sat on the ground and began to cry, "My son, oh god, you are harming people with fake medicines to win people's hearts!"

The rest of the people surrounded the free clinic tent in a swarm, pointing at the doctors inside and cursing in outrage. If the soldiers hadn't drawn out their swords to block them, they would have entered.

Anyway, it means that they used fake medicine, used wrong medicine, and killed people.

Ling Yao stretched out her hand to feel the pulse of the two boys, and they were dead.

Looking at the man who rolled down from the stretcher, he was also dead.

Shangguan Ruoli and Zhuifeng rushed over after getting the news, but temporarily hid in the dark to see how Ling Yao would deal with it.

Ling Yao panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down.

Shen Sheng asked: "What evidence do you have to prove that these people died after taking our medicine?"

The leading man snorted coldly, "These people who followed me are evidence!"

Ling Yao saw that those people were all dressed up as ordinary people, and they all looked at them with hatred.

This is ethnic hatred.

Shangguan Ruoli's words flashed through Ling Yao's mind.

They belong to the aggressors now, and this kind of hatred cannot be resolved simply with a soft policy

"Then tell me, what are their names? When did you see the disease here, what disease was it, and what medicine did you take?"

After Ling Yao finished speaking, she looked at Gu Yunlan, "Bring over our daily list of free clinics and prescriptions!"

Fortunately, the mother and concubine reminded them to save the prescriptions prescribed every day. After catching the medicine, they bound them into a book so that they can be checked later and the cost can be calculated.

The prescription has detailed information such as time, name, age, home address and illness.

"Yes!" Gu Yunlan agreed crisply, and took out a stack of bound prescriptions from the box under the table.

The leader's face changed slightly, and he stuttered, "I, I, anyway, you are the ones who have cured someone, and you are all covering your face, hiding your head and showing your tail, you can't be a good person at first sight!"

Ling Yao pointed to the saliva spewed out by his words, "We wear masks to prevent saliva, and some diseases can be transmitted through saliva!"

She took a booklet with the date on it, "Tell me, what day did these three people come, and what are their names? We found the prescription, so we know how to look for it along with the herbs. Maybe they are the merchants who supply our medicine. It’s not okay to cheat.”

She remembered that they treated the corpses very roughly just now, and no one would throw the corpses of their relatives so vigorously.Now it seems that things are really strange.

The man's eyes flickered and he murmured, obviously unable to say the names of these three people.

Gu Yunlan said disdainfully: "Could it be that you don't even know their names?"

The man straightened his chest, "Even if I don't know their names, I still want justice for them, and I can't let the folks die in vain!"

The people who followed him also yelled out of righteous indignation:
"That's it! That's it! I can't let you go!"

"You pay for your life!"

"Things with no conscience! Fake mercy to harm people!"

"Falling for fame!"

Ling Yao was not angry either, and looked coldly at the crying woman on the ground: "You are crying for your son, don't you even know his name?"

The young woman looked flustered, "My son's name is Zhao Gouzi."

"Is this your son?" A teenager's voice came.

Ling Yao looked back and saw that it was one of the boys rescued from the traffickers, named Wu Xiaoke.

Wu Xiaoke pointed to the dead body of a little boy thrown on the table by them.

The young woman hesitated for a moment, but still nodded guiltily.

Wu Xiaoke said: "You are lying, his name is Qin Miaonu, he was trafficked together with us, he got the money from the government to return home, and he voluntarily left with a man named Qian Sanniu. Let's go home together!"

Ling Yao's eyes darkened, although she followed to the yamen, but because those abducted people were rescued, their bodies were dirty and their hair was disheveled, she didn't pay attention to their appearance.

Now the child has obviously been washed and tidied up, and put on washed-white clothes.

The young woman turned pale, looked at the man who took the lead, and insisted: "He is my son, you are talking nonsense!"

Wu Xiaoke turned his eyes and said, "Okay, since it's your son, do you think he has a birthmark on his left buttock, or on his right buttock?"

The young woman was taken aback, bit her lip, and said, "To the right!"

There is still a half chance of guessing one, but at worst, you can say that you remember wrongly and can't tell the left from the right.

Wu Xiaoke turned her eyes and said proudly: "Are you sure?"

The woman immediately realized that she might have made a mistake, and hurriedly said: "I remember wrongly, I can't tell the left and right, it's the left!"

Wu Xiaoke said contemptuously: "You're wrong, he doesn't have a birthmark on his butt, but his birthmark is on his shoulder!"

The woman froze all of a sudden, lowered her head and stopped talking.

The leading man still said viciously: "Such a small child often runs outside shirtless. You know that it's okay to have a birthmark on his shoulder. It doesn't prove that you know this child!"

"We not only know Qin Miaonu, but also another child, and this dead man!"

Following the voice of a boy in a voice-changing period, a group of ragged beggars walked out from the crowd watching.

From old men, old ladies to children, there were people of all ages, about a dozen of them.

However, Ling Yao noticed the little boy next to the voice-changing boy, and narrowed his eyes, "It's you!"

This little boy was the one who was chased and beaten by traffickers at the door of the inn, was rescued by them, but ran away by himself.

She was not happy, because she still didn't know what this group of people wanted to do when they appeared here at this time.

Wu Xiaoke's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Wen Xiaonian! Are you still alive? Where have you been?"

Ling Yao narrowed her eyes with great interest, Xiao Ke and Xiao Nian didn't seem to be real names.

Wen Xiaonian straightened her back, her eyes were clear, her expression was haughty, she nodded slightly to Wu Xiaoke.

This temperament, this style, is not like a child from an ordinary family.

Ling Yao is not interested in Wen Xiaonian's story now, so she asked the young man in the voice-changing stage, "You said you knew them, so what's their name? Where do they live, so we can find out the real cause of their death."

(End of this chapter)