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Chapter 389

Li Xin's mother's name is Meng Lan. Since she lost her husband in middle age, the burden of the family of three has fallen on her alone. She has worked hard for many years. It was not until Li Xin graduated and went to work that her life improved.

It's just that God played a joke on her. Just when she was about to survive, she happened to suffer from cirrhosis of the liver.

Liver cirrhosis can actually be cured through surgery. However, the cost of the surgery and the cost of postoperative recovery were a bit unaffordable for her family. So Meng Lan simply gave up the surgery and struggled to fight the disease. .

Seeing the middle-aged woman sweating profusely in pain on the bed, Yu Tian, ​​as a doctor, naturally felt sympathy. Not to mention Li Xin's mother, even if she was a stranger, it would be hard for him to die without saving her.

"Auntie, don't worry. I'm Li Xin's friend. I'll help you treat your illness for free." Yu Tian came to the bedside with a smile.

"No money." Meng Lan was stunned. She doubted that such a good thing would happen to her, or...

This young man was having sex with Xiaoxin. Meng Lan could only think of this possibility. Otherwise, nothing could be so cheap in the world.

Of course, if Xiaoxin really falls in love with this guy, she won't object. She is absolutely willing for her daughter to marry a doctor.

"No charge." Yu Tian smiled and nodded. "Auntie, let me take your pulse first."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry to trouble you." After figuring out the relationship, Meng Lan didn't object anymore and stretched out her hand tremblingly.

Yu Tian used a unique method to help her feel her pulse. The disease was exactly what Li Xin said. It was cirrhosis of the liver as described by Western medicine.

If you undergo surgery for this kind of disease, recovery will naturally be quicker. But Chinese medicine also has Chinese medicine treatment methods. It’s just that most of the current Chinese medicine practitioners are quacks. There are really not many people who can deal with this disease.

"Auntie, I usually treat diseases with acupuncture as the main method and medicine as a supplement. So now I need to give you acupuncture. Are you okay?" Yu Tian asked.

"Traditional Chinese medicine. Okay, okay. Xiaoxin said you are the best doctor in the world. Of course I believe you." Meng Lan struggled to sit up.

Yu Tian was not restrained. He immediately asked Li Xin to help Meng Lan, but he sat behind Meng Lan.

I took out the silver needle I had brought with me. It was not sterilized. As soon as I exerted my inner strength, white smoke came out from the silver needle.

The silver needle turned into a silver thread and penetrated into the acupuncture point on Meng Lan's back...

at the same time.

In a house not far away, a mother and son were sitting at an old wooden table eating.

The mother is in her early forties and the son is about ten years old. He looks like a primary school student.

Both of them had red eyes. It was obvious that they had just cried. And although they were holding chopsticks, they were not in the mood to eat.

If Yu Tian had seen it, he would definitely have recognized it. This mother was the woman who appeared on TV before, begging for justice. She was also the wife of the deceased Gu Zhong.

"Oh...Dad..." The child took a mouthful of rice and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?" the woman scolded: "I just asked you to cry hard in front of those uncles and aunts. You only know how to cry silently. There is no point in crying so loudly now."

"Okay, okay. Your bastard father is dead or dead. The most important thing now is that we two live well and eat quickly. When we grow up, we can help your father take revenge."

"I have something to do when I go into the room now. When I come out, you'd better finish the meal for me. Otherwise, I'll beat you to death."

The middle-aged woman scolded her son, then walked into her room and locked the door.

Opening the cabinet, she took out a large iron box from under her clothes and placed it on the bed. As soon as she opened it, she saw bundles of red-headed banknotes inside.

Looking at these banknotes, the middle-aged woman's eyes shone and she stroked them gently, as if she were seeing her most beloved treasure. She also muttered in a low voice: "Damn ghost, you have no future in this life. I didn't expect you to wait until you die." Only then can I make some contribution to this family.”

"Speaking of which, that person is really weird. He gave me so much money for no reason. His only request was to let me cry harder in front of the TV, act more miserable, and point the finger at the doctor. Actually... I always feel that you My death had nothing to do with that doctor. But because of money, I had no choice but to blame that doctor for his misfortune."

In fact, the middle-aged woman knew in her heart that the person who gave the money must have a grudge against the doctor. But it was none of her business. She only wanted the money.

Ping.

The sound of the rice bowl falling to the ground and breaking was heard. This made the middle-aged woman frown.

"Rebellion. I asked you to eat well, but you broke the bowl. Wouldn't you be dead?"

The middle-aged woman hid the iron box and opened the door while cursing.

"I'm warning you. If you don't eat well..."

She walked out of the room while cursing. But as soon as she stepped out of the door, her words stopped suddenly. She was shocked.

At this time, a tall, strange man stood beside the door. The man had a cold expression. He also held a finger-thick hemp rope in his hand. And his son was already lying on the ground. There was a scar on his neck. Strangulation marks.

The middle-aged woman quickly understood what was going on. She turned around and wanted to run away. She wanted to scream for help. But as soon as her voice reached her throat, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. She couldn't breathe anymore.

She struggled desperately, using her hands and feet.

However, in front of the tall man, everything was in vain. Her breath became weaker and weaker. Her life gradually passed away until her life was gone...

Plop.

The middle-aged woman was thrown on the cement floor. Her eyes were still wide open, filled with endless fear. However, they were a pair of lifeless eyes.

The mother and son who were alive three minutes ago have now turned into two corpses.

"Stupid and greedy people. Such people have no need to live." The tall man muttered disdainfully and walked into the room.

Soon, he found the iron box full of banknotes from the cabinet.



"The way Auntie Xinxin looked at me just now seemed to have other meanings besides gratitude. Can you guess what she was thinking?" Yu Tian said hehely.

The way Meng Lan's mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law just now was so innocent. Anyone with a little bit of emotional intelligence could feel it.

Li Xin's pretty face flushed, but she did not answer Yu Tian's question. Instead, she said: "Yu Tian, ​​thank you. Thank you for treating my mother."

"What are you talking about? Who of us is following whom? Do you still need to thank me? Of course. If you have to show some sincerity, I will try to resist and welcome you. This is my specialty..."

"... Anyway, you are the best boss I have ever seen. Yu Tian. I am very happy to have a friend like you. I am really happy."

Yu Tian twisted his coquettish body and was about to say something. But Li Xin didn't give him a chance. He directly stopped a taxi and stuffed him in.

Although Yu Tian didn't want to, he had no choice but to wait for the next day to adjust the situation.

Wave your hands and bid farewell to Yu Tian.

Looking at the taxi gradually going away, suddenly, a tear fell from the corner of Li Xin's eyes.
Chapter completed!
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