There were cries everywhere in Ding Pingshun's house. Except for Ding Sheng who was studying in the town, and Daya and the second son who were studying in the clan school, the rest of the family were forced to wear mourning clothes and kneel in front of Sanniang and her son to cry.
Chang beat Ding Pingshun and cried loudly. Just when there was a little hope in life, he pushed the whole family into the abyss. She was so desperate that she was on the verge of collapse.
"How can a grown man like you be so mean? These are two lives, two real lives! And you ruined them with your broken mouth! You've committed a sin! Not only have you let down Sanniang and her son, you've let down our entire family!"
She instead used her head to butt Ding Pingshun, feeling extremely hateful and resentful towards him.
Jian Ning was also extremely regretful, but things had come to this point and the dead could not be resurrected. She could only hope that Sanniang and her son could be resurrected in another time and space like her and Ma Fuquan.
She also knew that it was inconvenient for her to say more in this situation, so she only expressed her condolences to Lu Huaian and told him that she would not let Ding Pingshun help out in the bookstore after the new year.
"It's all your fault, woman. You still have the nerve to talk like that? You have to wear mourning clothes and kneel down to confess your guilt to my daughter!" After shouting, Sanniang's mother wanted to pounce on her, but was stopped by Xiaosi and Lu Junzhou.
The villagers of Dingjia Village also refused to accept it.
"Don't go too far. If you dare to touch Doctor Jian, you think there is no one left in our Dingjia Village, right?"
"That's right, it's too much. Your daughter committed suicide herself, and we tolerated the whole family wearing mourning clothes. What else do you want?"
Jian Ning treated the villagers, giving away many medicines for free. She also taught them to identify herbal remedies. Many people's eye and skin ailments were cured or even eradicated after her treatment, making her very popular in the village. Furthermore, although Ding Pingshun deserved to die, the villagers reluctantly tolerated the fact that they brought his body here near the New Year and forced Chang, Erya, and their youngest son to wear mourning clothes.
Who made Ding Pingshun so mean?
Seeing that they still wanted to touch Jian Ning, the villagers could no longer bear it and started shouting. Several women split into two groups, one group wanted to run to the fields to call for help, and the other group wanted to run to the river to call for help.
Just as the commotion was about to begin, the village head and clan leader arrived upon hearing the news.
"Uncle!" Ding Pingshun knelt a few steps and walked to the two of them. He no longer cared about his face. Tears streamed down his face and he kowtowed to them repeatedly. "I beg you two uncles to save my family. I am willing to wear mourning clothes to see Sanniang and her son to their grave. I am willing to give them all I have to compensate them. Just let my wife and children go."
"They are innocent. This matter has nothing to do with them. We can't let them wear mourning clothes too! I beg you two uncles, please!"
He banged his head loudly.
Ding Sheng is his only hope. If Ding Sheng wears mourning for Sanniang, he will never be able to wash away this stain for the rest of his life.
The village headman was so angry that he kicked him over and said, "What the hell have you done? You are born with such a low character that you can't live a good life. Now you know how to care about your wife and children? You have a wife and children, so do other people! Why can't you control your mouth?"
The clan leader's face turned grim as he said, "If it were you, they should have beaten you to death! You've brought shame upon hundreds of us Dings!"
At first glance, these words sounded like a scolding of Ding Pingshun, but Lu Huaian and his two brothers understood that the clan leader was telling them that there were hundreds of people with the surname Ding in Dingjia Village, so don't go too far and don't do things to the extreme.
His two brothers pulled their mother aside, talked for a while, and then reached a consensus.
Sanniang and her son are dead. Ding Pingshun and his men have beaten them and vented their anger. Now that the man is gone, if they continue to make trouble, Sanniang and her son will not be able to come back to life. Besides, their purpose was to make money. It is right to quit while they are ahead and not end up with nothing.
After they had discussed it, Lu Huaian's two brothers persuaded Sanniang's mother and two sisters. Finally, after negotiations, with the witness and guarantee of the village head and the clan leader, the three parties reached an agreement that the burial expenses of Sanniang and her son would be borne entirely by Ding Pingshun and Chang's couple.
In addition, two hundred and eighty taels of silver will be paid to Sanniang's husband's family and her own family respectively. The amount will be paid first, and the remaining amount will be paid monthly.
Ding Pingshun and the village head and clan leader both signed and stamped their fingerprints before the bodies of Sanniang and her son were carried away.
As soon as Lu Huaian and his group left, a pair of grandparents and grandchildren came to Huimin Medical Clinic because of its reputation. The old man had a sallow complexion and kept groaning while holding his abdomen. He looked very painful. The boy who was supporting him was only about twelve or thirteen years old, with very delicate features.
Although the two men were dressed cleanly, their hair was tangled. Ding Youtian also noticed that there was old black dirt in the outlines of their ears, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Doctor Jian, please save my grandfather. He has had stomachache for several days. I heard that you are a famous doctor nearby. I beg you to save my grandfather. We are rich, very rich." The young boy had a clear voice. After he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Jian Ning would not treat his grandfather, so he hurriedly took out a piece of silver from his arms and handed it to Jian Ning.
Jian Ning said gently, "I'll check on your grandfather first. I'll pay you later. There's no rush."
After examination, Jian Ning ruled out acute appendicitis. After questioning, she also found no diarrhea symptoms. Apart from long-term malnutrition, the old man's body functions were in good condition. She looked up at the old man and asked, "Uncle, which village are you from?"
Upon seeing this, Jian Ning also noticed the details that Ding Youtian noticed, and she became secretly alert.
"Are you just bragging about being a miracle doctor? You're just a name. Just treat the patients, why do you care which village we are from?" Before the old man could speak, the young boy became anxious and glared at Jian Ning from the side.
"My grandson is right. Why do you have to discriminate based on where the patient comes from? I came here because I heard you were a great doctor. My father and I have come a long way. Can you treat me or not?"
"If I can't bear to look at it, I'll smash your signboard!" the young boy shouted again.
Jian Ning smiled coldly, "Okay, if you have the guts, why don't you smash me? I've seen a lot of strange things, but this is the first time I've seen someone pretending to be sick and coming to the clinic. Tell me, who ordered you to come here and cause trouble?"
Ding Youtian also sneered.
"Oh, miracle doctor..." The old man clutched his stomach and said, "Don't argue with me, little kid. I really have a stomachache. It's been hurting for several days. Please be kind and show me your true skills!"
"Humph, she's so young, and she's a woman, how could she be a miracle doctor?" The young boy glanced at Jian Ning and raised his chin, saying, "I think she's probably a liar. She can't treat illnesses at all, she can only play tricks!"
Jian Ning stood up and put his hands in his pockets. "Yes, I don't know how to treat illnesses. Go back to where you came from and don't pollute my place."
The young boy said, "You're dreaming of getting rid of us like this! I'm going to destroy your reputation today and see if you dare pretend to be a miracle doctor again."
After she said that, she turned around and tried to sweep away the medicine bottles on the shelf. Jian Ning grabbed his wrist. The old man stood up and was about to stop him, but before he could raise his arm, he suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. After his body twitched a few times, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose.
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