He collapsed to the ground with a thud and couldn't get up again.
"Give……"
Her voice was hoarse, her lips trembled, and she almost squeezed out a word through gritted teeth.
"I'll give it to you!"
She steeled herself, gritted her teeth, sweat beaded on her forehead, and forced herself to her feet. She staggered back to the dilapidated, almost collapsing courtyard of the Shen family home.
Not long after, she was covered in dust and took a bag out of her inner pocket.
The red cloth had turned slightly white, and the edges were frayed. After carefully unfolding it layer by layer, a neatly folded roll of money was revealed, a thick stack of exactly three hundred yuan.
"Take it! All of this is yours! But get me the medicine right now to save my son!"
As she spoke, she threw the heavy money bag on the ground.
Zhu Xiuqin glared angrily at Su Qingzhi.
However, Su Qingzhi did not rush to take the money bag.
She walked up to the unconscious Shen Zhiyu and gently pried open his mouth to put the pill in his mouth.
Then, he took out a small, exquisite porcelain bottle shaped like a gourd from his sleeve, carefully poured out a few drops of clear, transparent liquid, and fed it to Shen Zhiyu.
The water looked ordinary, with nothing unusual about it.
But these seemingly ordinary drops of medicine produced an astonishing change after they came into contact with Shen Zhiyu's throat.
Shen Zhiyu, who was on the verge of losing consciousness, suddenly moved his parched throat and instinctively swallowed the pill and water together!
A moment later, a hoarse, heavy sound came from his throat.
Not only that, even the snake bites on his arm.
The spreading purplish-black color actually stopped expanding.
The surrounding villagers couldn't help but gasp in surprise, all staring wide-eyed at Su Qingzhi.
"This is incredible! This must be a miracle drug!"
A loud-voiced man in the crowd couldn't help but shout out.
Old Chen squeezed through the crowd, squatted down shakily, and moved closer to carefully examine Shen Zhiyu's pulse and the condition of his wound.
After a long while, he finally straightened up and revealed an unbelievable smile.
"Amazing... This is truly a miracle... It's just too incredible..."
He nodded repeatedly as he spoke.
"This effect is even better than our family's traditional Chinese medicine! Sigh—"
Zhu Xiuqin pushed aside Old Chen, who was observing Shen Zhiyu, and rushed anxiously into the crowd to her son's side.
When she could truly feel her son's breath, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled down.
Suddenly, she could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.
"My son, I'm so glad you're alive! All my hard work in this life wasn't in vain!"
Su Qingzhi quietly walked to the side, her expression calm, without saying a word.
She walked over slowly and took the heavy red cloth bag from the table.
There are no magic pills or miracle cures; the wooden box actually contained just a chocolate.
It's nothing more than a cover-up, a facade to mislead the world.
What truly works is that tiny bit of spiritual spring water in the rough porcelain bottle.
She didn't care whether it was worth it to exchange three hundred yuan for a human life.
She's not a businesswoman, nor a doctor; she's just a girl with superpowers.
This deal may seem shrewd to some, but she doesn't care about the world's judgment.
I just hope that this mother and son can have some peace and quiet from now on.
Even if we can't have a peaceful and smooth life from now on, we should at least learn to cherish the hard-won life.
I saw Su Qingzhi deftly tuck the red cloth bag into her bosom.
The anger that had just subsided on Zhu Xiuqin's face instantly surged back into her heart.
She reluctantly turned her head to look at it one last time, and her lips twitched slightly.
Three hundred yuan!
That's no small amount!
That's the hard-earned money of the Shen family over the years!
And now this woman has taken it all for nothing!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and a surge of heat rose in her heart.
"puff!"
She could no longer bear it and vomited a mouthful of blood.
Blood was splattered everywhere.
The bloodstains soaked through Shen Zhiyu's still-dry clothes.
That splash of bright red continued to spread across the fabric.
Everyone in the village knows that Zhu Xiuqin is a notoriously stingy person.
She had to spend half a day calculating even a piece of candy; at this moment, she stood at the back of the crowd, her face ashen.
Seeing this, several villagers nearby winked at Su Qingzhi and chuckled in low voices, "You've practically skinned her alive!"
"How can you say that? These material possessions, no matter how much you have, are just a few pieces of paper. Can they be more important than a human life? Compared to a few hundred dollars, my brother's life is much more precious."
Su Qingzhi had a gentle smile on her face as she spoke, glancing at Zhu Xiuqin.
"Don't you think that makes sense, Mom?"
Zhu Xiuqin was seething with anger, so angry that her nose was crooked. She could only snort harshly before turning her face away, unwilling to look at her again.
If it weren't for the fact that the whole courtyard was staring at them, with onlookers gossiping about all sorts of things.
She immediately wanted to rush over and snatch the pile of banknotes back!
But Su Qingzhi saw all of this clearly.
She smiled slightly, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes.
Keep being angry, we have a long life ahead of us.
About half an hour later, Shen Zhiyu, who had been snatched from the jaws of death, was resurrected.
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