Xiao Li smiled bitterly, "But even if I go back, I can't prove my innocence. I really am sick."
"Then you have to go back. Just admit that you've contracted the disease, but make sure to say that you were framed by Li Shanxing. Make it clear in front of everyone in the village that Li Shanxing is the culprit. How about this, I'll go back with you. I'm old, so my words should be more convincing."
After thinking it over, the old lady made a decision.
Xiao Li was startled and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, my hometown is all mountain roads, and there is no train to the county town. I have to get off the train in the city, then transfer to a bus for two hours, then take another bus for an hour to the town, and then take a tractor for another hour to get to my home. The roads in the village are full of potholes and very bumpy. If anything happens to you, Madam, I'd rather be dead!"
The old lady hadn't expected that the Li family's home was so remote, with winding mountain roads that it would take a whole day just to get there. She was really struggling to keep up. These past few days, even walking on flat roads had been difficult for her. Time waits for no one, and she had to admit defeat to the passage of time.
But he wouldn't feel at ease if he didn't follow her. Villagers in the mountains are even more ignorant and foolish. Even if Xiao Li proved that he was framed by Li Shanxing, the villagers would still think that Xiao Li was corrupt, and the gossip would not stop.
But not going back isn't a good idea either.
Ye Qingqing's eyes lit up, and she said, "Why don't we make a fake medical report? Anyway, the people in Sister Li's village don't understand. I'll find a way to make a normal medical report to fool the villagers. In the future, Sister Li can try to go back to her hometown less often and only go back after she's cured."
“That’s a good idea. Xiao Li lives in Pingjiang and doesn’t live with those villagers, so he can definitely keep it a secret.” Sang Wanhua clapped her hands in agreement.
The old lady's expression softened, and she looked at Ye Qingqing with approval. She was indeed getting old, and her thinking was too rigid and inflexible. There was really no need to follow the rules when dealing with a villain like Li Shanxing.
"Then let's do it this way. Don't admit you're sick, and don't tell your parents either. Only the few of us know about this. Keep it to yourself and don't tell anyone. Once you're cured, things will be back to normal," the old lady reminded her.
Xiao Li nodded, but still felt bitter. "If... if I can't be cured, I'll never get married. It's fine to live alone."
"Nonsense, how could it not be cured? Modern medicine is so advanced. You discovered it early, so it will definitely be cured. Don't worry," the old lady comforted her.
Sang Wanhua also comforted her, "You're so young, the best days are yet to come. Don't overthink things. Look at me, I was almost dying back then, but I'm perfectly fine now."
Gu Nianci comforted her and encouraged her to be strong. Xiao Li felt a little better and nodded, "Yes, I will actively seek treatment."
Ye Qingqing didn't go to the hospital; she forged the report herself, altering Xiao Li's test results. This was easy to do. First, print the same font, but change the positive result to negative. Then, cut it into small squares, paste them onto the original positive result, and make a copy. The result would then be negative. The subsequent test results were altered in the same way. The first time, there would be some black borders, but she would scrape them off with a razor blade and make another copy. The result would then be a clean test report.
As for the stamp, that's easy to get. First, scrape off the original one, then go to the alleyway to find the old man who makes stamps. He'll make the same stamp for ten yuan, and then you can stamp it yourself. A perfect medical report is ready.
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