Aunt Zhou's face turned red all of a sudden, and she felt even more angry and embarrassed when she saw the old sisters beside her who were covering their mouths and laughing.
She yelled, "What are you laughing at? Those underwear were left by my daughter before she got married. I thought it would be a shame to throw them away, so I wore them. Can you blame me for that?"
Everyone just laughed for a while, and then rushed to ask Morais to help them take a look.
Mo Laishi accepted everyone who came to him. He not only diagnosed the symptoms of the old man and the old woman, but also wrote down some appropriate prescriptions for them.
The old men and women were ecstatic and even praised Mo Laishi as a miracle doctor. They no longer had the look of shouting and calling for war as before.
At this time, the woman who came back from buying groceries first also believed it to some extent. She asked Mo Laishi a little embarrassedly: "Are you really a doctor? Can you cure my husband's illness?"
"It shouldn't be a big problem." Morais said confidently.
"But...but we don't have any money." The woman felt a little embarrassed, and her fingers were grabbing the hem of her clothes and fiddling with them.
"Xiaolan, we can pool the money. Your husband has been bedridden for half a year. How can you support the family by picking up cardboard alone? What will happen to your children's schooling?" The old men and women were also kind-hearted. When they heard that the woman's family was in trouble, they immediately said that they would pool money to treat her husband's illness.
"Uncle and aunt, don't worry, I don't charge any money." Mo Laishi said at the right time.
"Really? Young man, you are such a nice person. I knew you were a good person the moment I saw you. Not only are you handsome, but you are also kind-hearted. You dyed your white hair well, and it looks much better than my husband's white hair." The old woman who was the first to rush out to hit Mo Laishi patted Mo Laishi's shoulder and smiled.
Mo Laishi was so upset that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
That's why they say people become more cunning as they get older. The speed at which he changes his expression is even faster than turning the pages of a book.
As soon as he entered the house, Morais saw bundles of cardboard piled everywhere, even the aisle was filled.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Mo, my husband has been bedridden for half a year, and Duoduo is still young. I can't go to work, so I have to pick up some cardboard to supplement the family income." The woman said a little embarrassedly.
The woman's name is Tian Xiaolan. She married Liu Zhenqing six years ago and gave birth to a little boy named Duoduo the following year.
Originally, the family of three lived quite well, but half a year ago, Liu Zhenqing suddenly lost his job and contracted a strange disease. No hospital in Guangzhou could cure him.
He stayed in bed for half a year, and the couple almost emptied all their savings in order to pay for his treatment.
"It's okay, I'll help your husband first." Mo Laishi didn't care much.
Although this society is much richer materially than the old society, life has become more difficult for the lower classes.
Some people use up all their energy just to survive.
At the same time, Mo Laishi had a little more respect for Tian Xiaolan.
There is a saying that goes, "Husband and wife are birds of a feather, but they fly away separately when disaster strikes." Tian Xiaolan stayed with her seriously ill husband, and this kind of love is truly rare.
Tian Xiaolan led Mo Laishi to the room and shouted to Liu Zhenqing who was lying on the bed, "Zhenqing, a doctor named Mo is here to treat you."
Liu Zhenqing was lying on the bed with a distorted face, obviously suffering from great pain.
When he saw Mo Laishi, he was stunned at first, but soon he forced himself to say, "Xiao Lan, I've told you so many times, don't waste that money. My illness can't even be cured in a big hospital. What's the point of hiring a doctor? You should take Duoduo back to your parents' home."
Mo Laishi saw Liu Zhenqing biting his lips tightly after saying this.
It is obvious that he does not want to implicate his wife and children and wants to bear all the pain by himself.
"Liu Zhenqing, why are you saying this again? Haven't I told you many times? No matter how you drive me away, I won't leave. I will stay and take care of you until you recover." Tian Xiaolan retorted loudly with red eyes.
This couple was affectionate and righteous, which deeply moved Mo Laishi.
"Liu Zhenqing, I am Yun Qingzi's apprentice. I came here this time on the orders of my master, so don't worry, I will definitely cure you." In order to dispel Liu Zhenqing's concerns, Mo Laishi had to bring up his master.
"Yun Qingzi?"
Liu Zhenqing was obviously unfamiliar with the name, but then he seemed to have thought of something and said excitedly, "Are you Master Yun's disciple?"
A forgotten memory came to his mind.
That was twenty-two years ago, when he was still a seven-year-old child.
That year, a once-in-a-century flood broke out in South China. Liu Zhenqing's father was originally just a farmer, but when he heard that many people were trapped by the flood, he stepped forward and joined the rescue team.
Liu Zhenqing waited for his father at home for three days, but his father did not come back.
It was not until the fourth day that a Taoist priest who called himself Yun Qingzi came back carrying his father's body.
It is said that my father did not sleep for three days and two nights, and kept rescuing the victims. Finally, due to exhaustion, he fell into the flood and was washed away.
Yun Qingzi also spent a whole day searching before he found his father's body.
Liu Zhenqing still remembers what Taoist Master Yun said at the time: "Your father is a hero. He sacrificed his life to save hundreds of lives and hundreds of families. The merits your father accumulated will be passed on to you. If you encounter difficulties in the future, my descendants will definitely be there for you."
Now, if Mo Laishi had not mentioned this name again, Liu Zhenqing would have forgotten this past event long ago.
Now that the other party has appeared, it proves that what Taoist Yun said was true. Maybe my illness can really be cured.
Thinking of this, Liu Zhenqing's lifeless eyes lit up with hope again.
"That's right, I am Yun Qingzi's apprentice. Now you can trust me, right?" Mo Laishi said with a smile.
Liu Zhenqing nodded heavily: "I believe you!"
"There's no time to lose. Let me take a look at you first." Mo Laishi stepped forward and took Liu Zhenqing's pulse.
Then he scanned Liu Zhenqing's body again with his Sky-Seeing Eyes.
Morais frowned and asked, "You must have been working in a hot and humid environment for a long time, right?"
"Yes, I am the team leader of Xishan Iron and Steel Plant. I have to face the high temperature of the iron and steel furnace every day. However, the factory's performance is not good, so I was laid off half a year ago." Liu Zhenqing said sadly.
"That's right. You've been working in high temperatures for years, and a lot of heat poison has accumulated in your body. Then, because of layoffs, you became furious and developed this back carbuncle."
After Mo Laishi finished speaking, he directly lifted the quilt on Liu Zhenqing, and then lifted a piece of yellowed cloth. Suddenly, a horrible and disgusting picture appeared before his eyes.
Even Tian Xiaolan, who often took care of Liu Zhenqing at his bedside, turned her head away with some reluctance.
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