Ling Ju looked at the family's reaction and suddenly felt confused.
Isn't it intentional extortion?
The woman didn't respond, so Yan Jintang added, "Think carefully about this. Are you letting others lead you by the nose? Or are you having a frank and detailed discussion with Mr. Song and his family about the details? If this matter can't be handled privately, then we should go through public channels and contact the police."
Yan Jintang took out a pen from his pocket and said, "I have something else to do and need to leave first, but I can leave you a contact number. Call me when you need anything."
The woman and her parents-in-law looked at each other and said, "Sir, are you leaving just like that? But...but..."
Yan Jintang looked up and forgot to ask, "What? Is there anything else?"
The woman raised her head and shed a few tears. "I don't want to make a scene, but the hospital said that if we can't pay the fee by tomorrow, we will have to leave. But my husband is in such a bad condition that he can't leave the hospital. Can you please see if..."
The woman twisted the corner of her clothes, and her parents-in-law lowered their heads and said nothing. Ling Ju rolled her eyes. Are they treating Yan Jintang as an ATM?
Anyone can take Yan Jintang’s money. Is it that easy?
Yan Jintang also asked him to transfer the call to Song Zhiqing. Why did he come to join in the fun and get himself into trouble?
But Yan Jintang didn't take it seriously. "How about this, I'll advance the medical expenses for you, but you have to write me an IOU. I'm in a hurry, so I'll ask someone to send the money later."
The whole family looked up instantly, hurried over to thank Yan Jintang, and sent him out of the ward. After Yan Jintang left, the family returned to their previous expressions, looking like victims.
"Madam, we still need to check some details to see where the mistake was made. Can you please have a moment with me?" Ling Ju asked.
The woman looked at the unconscious man on the hospital bed and nodded.
But the old couple refused to accept it. The old man said in a sarcastic tone and a hoarse voice, "Just talk about it here. Why are you saying it outside if there's anything shameful?"
Song Zhiqing replied, "No problem."
"What happened is this: a month ago, the police contacted me and said my husband had been drinking and causing trouble outside, resulting in burns and was taken to the hospital. They asked my family to go to the hospital as soon as possible to cooperate with the police and the hospital and pay the fees.
But I was not in Beijing at the time. I took my children back to my hometown in Henan. I couldn't buy a train ticket to get back in a short time, so I called my uncle and asked him to handle it. My uncle agreed.
About a week later, when I bought the ticket and was about to return, my uncle told me that my husband's condition had worsened, his skin was ulcerated, and he needed a lot of money for surgery. He asked me to borrow money from relatives in my hometown. We had spent all the money at home in Beijing and borrowed all we could.
I felt like the sky had fallen. I borrowed a few hundred yuan from relatives and rushed back home, giving it all to my uncle to pay for his medical expenses. When we got to the hospital, my husband's skin looked rotten. The daily treatment costs were exorbitant. Not only was it expensive, but my husband was also suffering!
He takes high doses of painkillers and sedatives every day, and he feels excruciating pain whenever he doesn't take them.
Over this period of time, our family savings and the money we borrowed from relatives have all been used up. We went to the police, and they said the burns were caused by my husband's provocation and it was his own fault. Avoiding jail time was the best outcome, so they told us to figure it out on our own. The police had no obligation or ability to disclose any other information.
Just when I was completely hopeless, the day before yesterday, my eldest uncle said he had found out Song Zhiqing's home and workplace addresses, and that my husband had been burned because of a conflict with him outside. He also said that the situation was not what I thought, and that my husband was innocent. I was so angry that I went to his house today. That's what happened.
After the woman finished speaking, Ling Ju, Song Zhiqing, and Shen Chun hadn't responded yet, but the parents-in-law spoke up, "Humph, daughter-in-law Guiqin is right."
Ling Ju rolled her eyes in her heart. Why did she always feel that this old man was not a good person? He had a hooked nose and triangular eyes, and he seemed to be full of bad intentions.
It turns out that the woman's name is Guiqin.
Guiqin glanced at her father-in-law, then looked at the three people, "This is what happened. If I could help it, I wouldn't want to go out and make a scene, but I really don't have the money to treat my illness."
Ling Ju suddenly realized that the uncle Guiqin mentioned should be a key figure.
But why didn’t this key person show up?
Chen Chun said, "Why isn't the uncle you mentioned here today?"
Guiqin answered, but her eyes were a little evasive, "He was at work today and couldn't come, so he didn't come."
Then, he straightened his back again, thinking of something. "Anyway, this is how it is. You guys figure it out. Besides, so many people saw it at the gate of your compound today. I believe this incident has also affected your reputation."
"Oh? What's your request?"
"Then we as a family need to discuss this. Of course, first of all, my man must be cured. Secondly, there are also lost wages, nutrition fees, pensions, and other miscellaneous expenses. We also need to calculate them. Anyway, if my requirements are not met, we will report it and cause trouble. After all, we barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes."
The woman stood with her hands on her hips, changing several expressions in a short period of time, leaving Ling Ju stunned. If this were a movie, she could cry at any moment, become a shrew at any moment, and become pitiful at any moment. Wouldn't this be a movie queen?
Chen Chun raised the corner of his mouth. "Okay, then you guys should discuss it with your family first, and we'll go back first. You know our address anyway, and the monk can run away, but the temple can't, right? Let's go back and discuss it before coming back."
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