"you you..."

"Huairu, come back, my dumplings..."

What she responded to was a mocking sound.

idiot...

Qin Huairu ignored the instructions from the people around her.

When things have reached this stage, there is no need to be sensational. You are a good daughter-in-law.

Yi Zhonghai is right, everyone in the same courtyard knows who the other is.

Rather than being pretentious, it's better to be direct.

Anyway, there are a lot of things like this these days.

Her own son is unreliable, let alone a remarried widow.

Being able to go over and help deliver bowls of dumplings was worthy of the original friendship, and the street office couldn't fault her.

Of course, the purpose of this is also very simple, which is to make Mrs. Jia Zhang realize that it is not they who are begging her now, but she who is begging them.

Otherwise, what will happen next?

However, what I didn't expect is that this old pious woman is really stupid and hasn't seen through this key layer until now.

...

"Mr. Liangma, congratulations, your condition is under control. You will only need ordinary medicine to cure it, and you can be discharged from the hospital."

In the ward on the second floor, Bai Ling was wearing a nurse's uniform, with a male nurse beside her, speaking with a smile on her face.

Lying on the bed, Ehara Michi Ryoma looked at Bai Ling's facial features on the mask and the nurse's uniform she was wearing. She exuded a mature atmosphere, and couldn't help but recall the past scenes in her mind.

I just listened to what the other party meant and quickly realized that I was going to drive him out of the hospital!

Ahem

The good horse from Gangwon Province coughed twice and considered whether to stay or go.

These days, every time the quack doctor came to give him an injection, he remembered it carefully.

At first, he was afraid that the opponent would attack randomly or disrupt the order, so he took some protective measures.

But I didn't expect that this person would stick to the same place every time, and the order would not change.

This completely dispelled the doubts in his mind.

As for the effect, he is doing well now, which is proof of it.

Of course, from this perspective, the other party saved his life, so he should be grateful and not repay kindness with enmity.

But who made him an outstanding descendant of Dahe?

Isn’t their fine tradition just learning?

For the future of the nation and the rise of the country, what does personal honor and disgrace matter?

"Yes, but I still feel a little uncomfortable, so I need to stop treatment for a while."

Ehara Doryoma said with a smile.

"Mr. Liangma, I'm very sorry, we are very short of beds right now."

"Every day we receive a large number of requests for personnel. In order to save more lives, patients like you who have finished treatment need to make room as soon as possible!"

"We are extremely sorry for this!"

Bai Ling said politely while holding back her nausea, thinking that if it weren't for the task requirement, she wouldn't bother to say it.

Hao Pingchuan, who was wearing a mask next to him, clenched his fists.

Gangwondo Ryoma, who was on the hospital bed, was also cursing in his heart.

He has lived here for a few days, but he knows how expensive a day is. A bed costs 500 US dollars. It is said that the price of a bed has increased again, costing 800 US dollars.

Obviously the other party is freeing up beds to make more money.

That’s not all. The things we eat and use every day cost money.

His spending here these days is estimated to be as much as a year's salary.

That’s why it’s more uncomfortable to see Huaxia making money than losing money!

idiot…

Bastard China pig…

Cursing in his heart, and seeing the male nurse next to him, Ehara Doryoma felt that it would be better to follow the rules.

Anyway, I have been stabbed too much here, and I have already remembered what I should remember!

The mission is completed, it's time to go back and enjoy the glory.
Chapter completed!