An Mancang shook his head and pursed his lips. "That won't do. What if my son Le gets into trouble when he goes back? It's more reassuring for him to stay at the clinic with me."
Qiao Qiuniang gave the old doctor at the clinic an apologetic smile, feeling embarrassed.
"Doctor, my husband is just like a stubborn mule. When he gets stubborn, not even ten oxen could pull him away."
"Or, let's wait and see. As soon as the child wakes up, we'll leave immediately, without wasting a single moment."
"You two may not be inconvenienced, but you're delaying other patients from seeing the doctor. Don't you see there are patients waiting outside the clinic? You have to make room for them, don't you?"
Song Minghui stood to the side, holding Li Dapang who was groaning and crying in pain, and sneered.
"Exactly, you can't just occupy the toilet without using it, can you?"
If you can't poop, you can't stop others from pooping?
Why are they staying at the clinic and refusing to leave?
“That makes sense!” An Yi said with a forced smile in front of Song Minghui, generously slapping a few pieces of silver in front of the old doctor at the clinic.
The old doctor's eyes lit up. He took the silver and counted it. Six pieces of silver, exactly three taels. Immediately, his old face changed, and his wrinkled face became all smiles.
His kind smile resembled that of a withered old chrysanthemum, both solicitous and flattering.
"Oh, you two, stay here as long as you like." He then gestured to the young apprentice beside him.
"Go and bring two chairs and stools for the couple, make a pot of hot tea, and get a blanket for the child. It's too cold outside, don't let the child catch a cold."
Seeing the old doctor's attitude change in an instant, Song Minghui's face turned green.
He glanced at An Mancang and Qiao Qiuniang, who were staring intently at Anle, and then at the snobbish old doctor. He held back his anger.
Who can blame them when they're so wealthy and powerful now, a far cry from what they used to be?
An Yi scoffed coldly. No wonder his little sister used to argu with Li Dapang's mother. This woman was always being sarcastic and sarcastic towards his family, and he really couldn't stand it.
Every time she picks a fight, she manages to find fault with his family. In the past, I let it go and didn't bother with her.
But now, his younger sister is unconscious, and his parents have been worried sick for five days.
How could someone be so blind as to upset his parents at this time? Can you believe it?
An Ning, carrying a food box in her arms, walked over from the outer hall, soaking wet. She glanced at Song Minghui and rudely pushed her aside.
"Get out of the way!" She saw what just happened.
She's clueless about human relations. If this person doesn't teach her a lesson, she'll think she's someone special. Look how smug she is!
You're so foul-mouthed, and you don't even know when to pick a moment!
Her whole family is feeling anxious and worried.
Song Minghui glared angrily at An Ning, about to start cursing, when the person whimpering in her arms suddenly sat up.
"Mom, I smell meat! I want to eat meat!"
The aroma of meat was coming from the food box that An Ning was holding in her arms. An Ning glanced at Li Dapang and muttered something.
"What a dog's nose!"
After muttering to himself, he ignored Li Dapang, opened the food box, and took out a serving of stewed pork chunks.
"Dad, Mom, hurry up and eat something. It was just stewed by my eldest sister and it's still warm."
As soon as the food box was opened, the aroma of meat filled the entire inner room. Li Dapang licked his dry, chapped lips, pointed at the stewed pork that An Ning had brought out, and stared at it intently.
"Mom, I want to eat! I want to eat too! It has to be meat!"
Song Minghui slapped Li Dapang's hand away in annoyance, "What are you eating? We're starving, the house is gone, all the food will go to waste."
"In this whole village, let alone eating meat, who can afford to eat anything these days?" As she spoke, Song Minghui's eyes reddened, and tears suddenly streamed down her face.
Upon hearing this, the elderly doctor beside him sighed deeply.
"Natural disasters and calamities."
An Ning paused, her hand holding the steamed bun faltering, her face showing a mixture of lingering fear and relief.
Fortunately, her whole family moved to the town, which is located high in the mountains and not as low-lying as the surrounding villages. It is also some distance from the mountaintops, so it was spared from the natural disaster.
Otherwise, her family would probably suffer as well.
And so, her family's house in town, including the two west wing rooms, was also destroyed by lightning.
Not only her family, but many other families in the town were also struck by lightning, which destroyed many houses and killed many people.
Some houses in lower-lying areas were also damaged by the storm and were washed away and submerged.
Now, many refugees have flocked into the town to seek refuge.
Even her grandfather's house in the village was not spared; it had long been destroyed by the mudslide.
Fortunately, her great-grandparents rushed to the town that very day because of her aunt's divorce.
She stubbornly stayed in her uncle and aunt's newly purchased house in town, forcing them to seek justice for her aunt.
By a twist of fate, they escaped this natural disaster, miraculously escaping death and saving their lives.
However, many families in the village were not so lucky. It is said that most of the people died because of this natural disaster, and many others did not escape.
An Yi opened her mouth, feeling somewhat reluctant, "I heard from my aunt that there are still many bodies buried at the bottom of that mountain, and many more floating in the mudslide, which have not yet been retrieved."
The storm is so strong that no one dares to go near it, and it's impossible to get through.
Having said that, he looked relieved.
"Fortunately, everything was fine on my great-grandfather's side. My great-grandfather had difficulty walking and almost couldn't escape. Fortunately, my great-aunt was in the village with Teacher Zhen that day and happened to be there. She carried my great-grandfather out of the village."
No one in that whole village could run as fast as our aunt; her legs were like lightning!
An Mancang pursed his lips tightly, his eyes heavy with emotion—
When his father came over the other day, he mentioned this matter to him. Quite a few people from his An family had died.
This natural disaster destroyed the entire village and killed so many people, young and old. It was truly tragic!
But because of this flood and mudslide, there was no way to provide relief.
I heard that there's been no word from the government offices so far.
There was no news of any disaster relief efforts, and not even a specific arrangement was communicated.
So many refugees from various villages have poured into this town, yet there isn't a single government official in sight!
They went directly to the government office for refuge, but there wasn't even a yamen runner there; the gate was tightly closed and locked from the outside.
The refugees in each village are still in a state of desperation with no one to turn to for help.
If this rain continues like this, I'm afraid everything will be ruined.
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