Reborn 1980 Koi Cute Wife

Chapter 201
"Auntie, your wound is infected. I happen to have some medicine to treat the infection. I'll bring you some tomorrow."

On the first day of the new year, she spoke before her mother spoke.

She still has to do 84 good deeds, so curing diseases is also a good deed. The aunt in front of her is very kind, and she can't bear to let her suffer.

Wound infection, severe sepsis, the level of medical treatment at this time may not be able to cure it.

"First grade."

Jiang Xiuru was busy pulling her daughter, why did she dare to do everything?What should I do if the patient is delayed?
"Little girl, Auntie knows you are kind, thank you."

The patient's daughter was upset, but she still politely and tactfully refused on the first day of the new year, instead of sarcasm or scolding her,

"Okay then! If Auntie gets serious, you can find me at the Junior Middle School."

Sigh on the first day of the new year, sometimes people will be suspicious if you are too rushed.

"Wait, little girl, grandma believes in you, give me some medicine! I'm dying of pain."

When turning around to leave on the first day of the new year, the patient spoke.

Looking at her with trusting eyes, the patient on the opposite bed said when he left that a little girl would come to her, and her face was healed by that little girl.

She decided it was the little girl in front of her.

"Okay, since you trust me, I'll go back and dispense the medicine for you, and I'll get it for you tomorrow morning."

Looking at the patient with a smile on the first day of the new year, it feels really good to be trusted.

"I'll send you."

Her daughter's face darkened, she looked at the first day of the new year with a layer of coldness, and she got up to chase away people.

At the beginning of the year, he took a look at her, understood that he still didn't believe her, nodded, and left the ward with his mother on his arm.

"Little girl, don't bring medicine, we dare not use it even if you do."

The patient's daughter sent them out of the ward and said something coldly.

"Okay, I understand, but Auntie's wound infection is very serious, you'd better pay attention!"

On the first day of the new year, he replied neither humble nor overbearing, it's hard to be a good person.

After leaving the hospital, Jiang Xiuru breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to her daughter:

"On the first day of junior high school, she is the daughter-in-law of our factory director. I heard that she is very powerful. We can't be blind in the future."

"understood."

She smiled on the first day of the new year. She is only 16 years old now, and she can't believe her mother who says she can do medicine. Why worry her?
"Mom, let's go buy ribs."

On the first day of the new year, I took my mother to the small market near the steel factory. There is no need for a meat ticket to buy meat here, and it is sold secretly by individuals.

It was a good time, no one caught them during off-duty hours, and there were quite a few sellers, but all of them were vigilant, like thieves, looking around for fear of being caught by red armbands.

Standing in front of the pork stall on the first day of the new year, it was said to be a pork stall, but it was actually a big wooden board, and it was almost sold out. There was not much meat on the wooden board. The pork seller was a fat man with a ruddy face and a good temper with a smile on his face.

"Hello, how much is the pork ribs per catty?"

On the first day of the new year, I pointed to the ribs and asked.

In this day and age, when you buy pork, you always buy fatty ones, and lean meat and pork ribs are not favored by people.

"Eighty cents a catty, no meat ticket."

The pork seller replied with a smile, looking at the mother and daughter, the girl is well dressed, but the middle-aged woman behind her is very ordinary.

"Can it be cheaper?"

Jiang Xiuru was reluctant, and tentatively negotiated the price. She thought that she could just buy a catty for the first day of the lunar new year.

"Okay, there are about eight catties here. If you pack it, I will pay you sixty cents a catty. How about it?"

"Ah? It doesn't matter that much, just one catty." Jiang Xiuru hurriedly waved her hand, eight catties, wouldn't that cost four yuan and eighty cents?
"What's your price per catty?"

The boss was upset, and the smile on his face disappeared.

(End of this chapter)