Chapter 137 What tricks are you playing?

"Don't pretend to be good people here. I, Lu Weidong, haven't fallen so low that I need your charity!"

His hand trembled slightly as he said this.

"Mom! Zhonghe, Zhongping! Pack your things! Let's go!"

Lu Weidong suddenly turned around and roared into the room.

Yang Juanhua was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly and frantically rummaged through the closet for a few old clothes.

The two children were startled by their father's sudden outburst and quickly ran over to help.

When Dr. Chen saw him about to leave, she suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"Wait! We haven't paid for your mother's medical treatment yet! Pay the bill before you leave!"

Seeing that they were really leaving, Dr. Chen immediately stood up, took a step forward, and stretched out his arms to block the doorway.

The patient was cured, but tried to leave without settling the medical bills?

There's no way it's that cheap!

I was so engrossed in the show that I almost forgot to collect the consultation fee!

Having practiced medicine for many years, she has seen far too many shameless people and has long since lost her soft heart.

Lu Weidong gritted his teeth, "How much?"

Dr. Chen held out his hand: "Two pieces!"

The air in the courtyard seemed to freeze instantly.

Everyone fell silent, their eyes all fixed on Lu Weidong.

Lu Weidong's face was even cleaner than his pockets, and he immediately looked at Lu Shuixian.

He subconsciously touched his pocket, but it was empty; he didn't even have a single copper coin.

Cold sweat quietly seeped from his forehead.

He knew that Zhou Wenjuan had just paid off a debt for him that morning, and he couldn't bring himself to ask for money again now.

But Lu Shuixian lowered her head and pretended not to see it.

In fact, she knew very well what Lu Weidong's glance meant.

But she didn't want to help him.

Why is it always her who has to sacrifice?

Zhou Wenjuan frowned slightly, but did not hesitate at all.

She took out a small envelope wrapped in oil paper from the inside of her cloth bag, gently opened it, took out two brand-new bills, and handed them over with both hands.

Dr. Chen didn't refuse and took it directly, stuffing it into his pocket.

"Alright, let's go."

"That's despicable! All they care about is money!"

Lu Weidong was so angry that he kept cursing.

He flicked his sleeve, his face flushed red, and his voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"Saving a life requires talking about money first? People like you have no conscience at all!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, his fists clenching so tightly they cracked.

Upon hearing this, Dr. Chen was amused.

"Oh, getting angry now? Lu Weidong, Lu Weidong, you make it sound so easy. Do you think I'd steal medicine or have the firewood blown in by the wind when I open the door to treat patients? If I don't take your money, am I supposed to live on the northwest wind?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Weidong became even angrier and turned to rush forward to attack.

However, he had barely taken a step when two figures firmly blocked his path.

Shen Cuifen and Shen Xuelin immediately stepped in front of them.

Shen Cuifen stepped forward and stood in front of Dr. Chen, refusing to back down.

Lu Weidong remained standing, his fist still raised.

But his body was as if it were nailed to the ground and he couldn't move.

He caught a glimpse of Zhou Wenjuan's terrified eyes out of the corner of his eye, and his heart tightened.

He didn't want her to think he was a brute, and he didn't dare to actually make a move.

He knew that the Shen brothers were not to be trifled with, and if a fight broke out, he would be the one to suffer.

"Brother Jianguo, let it go, let's not stoop to their level."

Zhou Wenjuan quickly offered a word of advice.

She quickly stepped forward and gently took Lu Weidong's arm.

"They're just following the rules, why ruin the harmony over two dollars?"

Lu Weidong snorted coldly.

"Fine! I'll listen to Wenjuan! I won't argue with you!"

He shook off Zhou Wenjuan's hand and said those words with feigned bravado.

But anyone could hear the reluctance and frustration in his voice.

He straightened his back, trying to maintain the last shred of dignity.

But the slight trembling of his lips betrayed his inner resentment.

After saying that, he turned around, grabbed Zhou Wenjuan, and walked out.

There wasn't much to pack, just a few old clothes, plus some rice and flour that Shen Cuifen had given me before.

The family was already dirt poor, and all their valuables had been sold off years ago.

The remaining few pieces of clothing were also patched upon patched, and were in a terrible state.

That little bit of rice and flour was a small bag that Shen Cuifen had secretly set aside because she saw how hard they were living, and now they had hurriedly packed it up and taken it away.

Before they had finished taking everything, Dr. Chen was still standing in the yard, while they had already packed it all up.

Yang Juanhua, carrying the bundle, deftly wrapped the last piece of coarse cloth tightly around her neck.

The two sons each carried half a bag of rice, while the other held several folded pieces of clothing.

The whole process takes no more than five minutes.

Shen Cuifen felt a surge of satisfaction watching this scene.

She stood at the entrance of the main room, her arms crossed over her chest, a faint smile on her lips.

The Lu family, who had always lived under someone else's roof and acted pretentiously, have finally been kicked out.

From then on, she no longer had to endure their cold words or watch her daughter suffer.

Lu Weidong carried his bundle, took Zhou Wenjuan's hand with one hand, and led Yang Juanhua and his two sons out the door.

The burden on his shoulders wasn't heavy, but the sense of shame weighing on his heart grew deeper and deeper.

He dared not turn around, afraid of seeing the mocking looks from the Shen family, and even more afraid of seeing Lu Shuixian's indifferent face.

Lu Shuixian looked left and right and quickly followed after them.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step and hurriedly followed their backs.

Although she no longer had much affection for Lu Weidong's family, they were still blood relatives.

She didn't know why she was chasing after him; perhaps it was just instinct, perhaps...

It's because I'm afraid of being alone.

But after taking only a few steps, Zhou Wenjuan's panicked voice suddenly rang out.

"Brother Jianguo! Brother Jianguo! What's wrong?"

Shen Cuifen ran over in a few quick steps, her mind filled with doubt.

What trick is this man playing now?

She quickened her pace while squinting to survey the area ahead.

Could it be that he changed his mind at the last minute and is just pretending at the door?

Shen Xuelin and the others followed, their expressions wary and their steps heavy.

If this guy dares to cause trouble or do anything excessive, just drag him away and throw him far away, so he doesn't embarrass himself here and damage his reputation.

Dr. Chen frowned, his brows almost forming a knot.

She had no desire to deal with the Lu family anymore.

I've been busy since early morning, and it's almost noon now.

She hadn't even had a sip of water, and her stomach was already growling loudly from hunger.

I didn't eat a proper breakfast, and I still haven't figured out what to eat for lunch. If I keep going like this, I'm really going to collapse.

She swung the medicine box in her hand and glanced coldly at the crowd gathered in a circle.

What happens next is none of her business, and there's no need for her to get involved.

That little bit of salary couldn't buy her life, and the excitement wasn't worth her staying to watch.

Let's get out of here!

A group of people came out of the courtyard one after another after hearing the noise. When they stood at the door and looked, they were dumbfounded.

Lu Weidong was lying on the cold cement ground, his face as pale as paper and his lips bloodless.

Her body was curled up like a shrimp, and her hands tightly covered her lower body.

Lu Zhong, Lu Zhongping, Yang Juanhua, Zhou Wenjuan, and Lu Shuixian surrounded him, chattering away in a chaotic scene.

"Brother Jianguo! Brother Jianguo! What's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Zhou Wenjuan lunged forward and knelt down on both knees.

She reached out to touch him, but was afraid of hurting him, so her hand trembled and hovered in mid-air.