Chapter 104 Encountering a staged accident at the vegetable market

Yunxia was so angry that she gave him a sharp rap on the chest. While opening her lunchbox, she muttered, "The doctor said that I can't do strenuous training until my bones have healed properly. If this continues, I'll..."

"What are you going to do?"

Oops, I forgot this guy is a monster. I blinked slightly and said in a affected manner, "I'll... cry for you!"

"Heh! The kind that's all thunder and no rain?"

She gave him a subtle glare, then sat down to eat with him. The crucian carp soup was good for calcium, and the fruit was good for vitamins. The light diet was good for his recovery.

"The food in the hospital cafeteria is really bad!"

"The seasoning was too little, so the taste was naturally a bit lacking. Once you're better, I'll cut 10 jin of pork belly and braise it all."

"Ha, you're trying to smother me with your lovey-dovey stuff!"

"Ptooey! Spit it out! Hospitals are considered unlucky, so don't say anything unlucky."

With a blink of his eyes, he glanced around the ward to make sure no one else was there, then spat into the trash can. Yun Xia, who noticed his little action, thought to herself, "Young man, you're quite superstitious!"

After lunch, Yunxia went to the water room to wash her lunchbox, and Wu Lifang came in carrying a stack of documents, which were Jiang Chao's physical examination results and medical records.

"Mom, you must be exhausted. Sit down and rest. I left some food for you, eat quickly!"

"Well, Director Li just said that the recovery is going well. After a few more days of observation in the hospital, the discharge procedures can be completed. I've inquired and found that there are specialized rehabilitation institutions in Jiangcheng."

"Mom, don't waste money. You can do rehabilitation training at home!"

"Ah Chao, you don't want a few thousand yuan for rehabilitation to affect the tens of thousands of yuan for surgery, do you? Let Xiaxia owe you the money for now, and you can pay her back slowly after you graduate from university and find a job."

"Wouldn't that be a long time coming?"

Yun Xia had just reached the door when she heard his words. Her temper immediately flared up. She pushed open the door, her cheeks puffed out like a pufferfish, and pretended to be angry, saying, "Jiang Chao, even if the abacus were right in front of you, you wouldn't know how to use it. Don't you have any sense of what's important? Humph, I'll tie you up if I have to."

Two years have passed, and the little bee has become increasingly difficult to deal with. The young man lowered his eyes slightly and said softly, "Fine, I'll go, okay?"

Knowing he was just giving her a perfunctory answer, Yunxia already had a plan in mind. After returning to Jiangcheng, she immediately enrolled, paid the fees, and tore up the receipt. To ensure that the money wasn't wasted, she made sure not to miss a single class.

"Hmph, that's more like it. Aunt Wu, I washed some fruit, we'll eat some later."

"Huh, this fruit tastes exactly the same as the one in the store?"

I've been to the cafeteria many times. Although the fruit there is big and fresh, it always feels like something is missing when I eat it.

"Hey, aren't all fruits the same? What's the big difference? Can you taste a peach in a watermelon?"

"Yes, that's true!"

Jiang Chao knew perfectly well where the fruit came from. He glanced at the girl, a slight smile playing on his lips, and took small bites of the apple.

Three days later, at a vegetable market in Rongcheng, Yunxia, ​​dressed in light clothing, strolled around carrying a cloth bag.

Dr. Li said that Jiang Chao could drink some nourishing soup, but the canteen only had a few kinds, with few seasonings and simple cooking methods. It was okay to drink it once, but he could barely hold on after drinking it twice, and he would vomit after drinking it a third time.

That's why she came to the market to buy some ingredients to cook at the self-service kitchen next to the hospital.

I bought a few pounds of pork ribs and potatoes, along with some side dishes, enough for one meal. Just as I was about to leave, a group of people blocked my way.

Originally intending to take a detour, I heard a man's angry shouts coming from inside: "Damn it! I bought ginseng to nourish my wife's health. You heartless bastard, selling fake medicine! Aren't you afraid of committing too many sins and getting hit by a car?"

"When you bought it, I reminded you that this is pokeweed, not ginseng. They look similar, but their medicinal properties are completely different. I only sold it to you because you said your wife has athlete's foot!"

"Stop cursing! My wife's feet smell wonderful! Pay me back, I won't take a penny more, just give me the original price, 200 yuan, hurry up!"

The market is near the hospital, and some people come here specifically to sell medicine. Similar scenes happen several times a month, and the stereotype of unscrupulous vendors is deeply ingrained in people's minds.

The onlookers criticized the stall owner, urging him to pay compensation and resolve the matter so as not to disrupt everyone's business.

"I sold it to you for two yuan a piece, you're ripping me off!"

"Don't try to renege on your debt. I have the evidence in my hands. Hmph, if you don't pay the original price, I'll report you to the police station. Heh, I'll overturn your stall and make sure you can never sell anything again."

"You...you've gone too far!"

"Sir, they didn't take advantage of you. If you get your money back, this matter will be settled. Let's not delay everyone's business."

"Exactly, it's so congested, who would want to come to my stall?"

"These drug dealers need to be dealt with properly. They cause trouble several times a month, ruining the reputation of the vegetable market."

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The sarcastic remarks from the onlookers were particularly grating. The stall owner, his face full of wrinkles, pointed at the young man and angrily said, "You're a grown man with hands and feet, why do you have to do something like extortion?"

"Extortion? You're the one who's heartlessly selling fake medicine, and you're trying to shift the blame?"

Yunxia, ​​who had squeezed to the front of the crowd, caught a glimpse of the gap in the pokeweed, her eyes darted around, and an idea popped into her head. She asked loudly, "Uncle, how did you figure out that this was fake ginseng?"

"Hmph, I bought it the other day, cut off a third of it, and stewed it into a pot of old hen soup. My wife drank two bowls and felt that the taste was a bit off. When I took it to the neighbor aunt, she found out that I had bought fake medicine."

The pokeweed in his hand had indeed been partially cut off; the cross-section was still fresh. "Uncle, are you sure Auntie drank two bowls? Did you take her to the hospital for a check-up?"

"I'm sure, I watched him drink it. Luckily nothing serious happened, otherwise... he'd have to pay with his life!"

"Uncle, soaking feet in a decoction of pokeweed is very effective in treating athlete's foot, but it is highly toxic. Taking it orally can cause severe poisoning. Mild cases may result in diarrhea and vomiting, while severe cases may cause unconsciousness and even pass out."

"That's right, if your wife really ate a third of it, she should be in the hospital." The stall owner seemed to have just remembered the medicinal properties of pokeweed, slapped his forehead, and said this.

His words were contradictory, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the man was lying and trying to extort money.

"Well, I've heard plenty of stories about vendors selling counterfeit goods and overstating the weight, but this is the first time I've encountered a customer trying to extort money from a vendor!"

"Nonsense, I'm not trying to scam anyone. My wife felt a little dizzy after drinking it and mistook it for heatstroke, so she's staying home and lying down."

"Oh? Then call the police, come to your house to take a look, send your aunt to the hospital for a full check-up, take away the medicine-brewing utensils, and do a thorough test. Drug residues are easy to detect."

"The clay pot broke and was thrown in the trash; it's long gone."

"And what about the soup bowl? Could it have broken too?"

The man was speechless after being rebuked. He angrily threw down the pumila he was holding and said, "Bad luck, it's my bad luck. I'll swallow this bitter pill. You... just wait and see."

"He's trying to run away, everyone stop him and take him to the police station so he doesn't try to extort money from others."

Upon hearing this, the man glanced at the eager vendors, pushed through the crowd, and sprinted away. However, the market was crowded, and the vendors all knew each other. He was tackled to the ground after running only a hundred meters or so.