Mr. Zhao was scolded incidentally. After all, his face was not as thick-skinned as Mrs. Zhao's, so he became a little red.
Mrs. Zhao was confused.
Pregnant?!
Who will do the work in the fields and at home?
The person who thinks the same as Mrs. Zhao is Wang.
At this moment, a young man walked in and said to Dr. Xue: "Doctor Xue, there are patients waiting to be admitted. Look -"
The number of hospital beds is limited, so Dr. Xue glared at Mr. Zhao and said, "Please tell me whether your son can be cured or not."
Mr. Zhao was shy and hesitated.
Mrs. Zhao was afraid that Mr. Zhao would only agree to save her face, so she quickly stood up and said in a cold voice: "I have the final say in this family, and I have decided to die!"
"Milk--"
Zhao Erya and the others had despair on their faces, but Mrs. Zhao didn't care about them at all.
Zhao Da poked his hand and smiled at Doctor Xue: "Dr. Xue, it's not that we don't want to treat it, it's just that... our family can't afford it."
Mrs. Wang then echoed: "That's right, that's right, we can't afford to treat it. We really can't afford to treat it. If we can treat it for free, how can we not treat it?"
Mrs. Zhao glared at them: "What are you talking about? Hurry and help carry him onto the bullock cart, let's go home!"
"Hey, hey."
At this moment, Zhao Da and Wang suddenly became active.
Without the help of Xu San and others, Zhao Da, Zhao San, Wang and Gu immediately carried Zhao Er onto the bullock cart with their hands and feet.
Looking at the Zhao family who were running away, Xu San turned his head and said to his father: "Dad, if there comes a day when your son sells iron, he will definitely give you treatment!"
Xu Wang nodded happily.
In many people's homes, they must sell pots to cure diseases, right? This Zhao Er is really pitiful...
After returning to the village, the news about Zhao's family immediately spread throughout the village.
There is usually nothing going on in Zhaojiacun, so once something like this happens, the entire village's attention will immediately be focused on it.
"Oh, Zhao Er is so pitiful. He usually does all the work at home."
"Isn't that right? Zhao Da is lazy every day and hardly goes to the ground. Zhao San often complains about his poor health and rarely goes to the ground. Only Zhao Er is like an old scalper, digging into the sky and the earth every day."
"However, when the critical moment came, they refused to treat him."
"I remember, didn't Miss Yun give Mrs. Zhao forty taels of silver before? In addition to the money they had saved before, if they borrow a little more, it's not that they can't afford the treatment."
"I don't know if Zhao Er will regret that he worked so hard for this family before..."
The villagers were talking a lot.
Hong Sheng Restaurant.
Su Luo was basking in the sun while slowly trimming her nails.
"Miss Yun, Miss Yun——"
Xiao Liuzi ran in from outside quickly. He rushed in front of him and said breathlessly: "Miss Yun, you are really amazing!"
Su Luo: "Oh?"
Xiao Liuzi said in surprise: "You guessed it right, the Zhao family did come, but they simply expressed death and now the person has been carried home to die."
A complicated look appeared in Su Luo's eyes.
Human nature, human nature...
Did God allow her to enter the secret realm of Xiaoluo and watch the most primitive humanity of these humans as a bystander?
In fact, Su Luo knew about Zhao Er.
She was not the one who moved, but she was a bystander.
Zhao Er was also unlucky. When he was walking on the road, he couldn't avoid it and was scratched by a carriage.