In order to save a farmer who was in labor, she drove to deliver the baby in heavy rain. In her haste, she slipped down the hillside and died on the spot.
According to the rhythm of her previous life, she should be a very reserved and serious person, but now she seems quite cute.
Luo Yumei touched the area on Dong Jinniu's skull and rubbed it gently, causing Dong Jinniu to twitch involuntarily.
Lin Xianxian interjected, "Doctor Luo, if I get pricked by this needle, will I lose half my life?"
Luo Yumei said complacently, "Well, you might even get your intestines ruptured. I advise you not to try. It's more painful than death!"
The more everyone listened, the more bizarre it seemed. Why did it feel like Lin Xianxian had led Village Doctor Luo astray? Why did she lie so readily?
When these words fell on Dong Jinniu's mother and son's ears, it felt different. These words were like thorns piercing their hearts. This was to kill them!
Malanhua was so anxious that big blisters appeared on her mouth. She could only pray in her heart that Jinniu would not reveal the truth.
"Uncle Dong, why is there so much sweat on your forehead?"
Luo Yumei teased him deliberately, and Dong Jinniu's face was covered with cold sweat, just like the tiles on the south wind in March.
"Don't be afraid, my technique is very accurate, it's just a little brain matter."
As soon as Luo Yumei's needle pierced his flesh, Dong Jinniu's psychological defenses completely collapsed and he jumped up.
"Don't...don't prick me...I...I'm not sick!"
Dong Jinniu was so frightened that his voice changed. He hugged the pillar and stared straight ahead as if he was scared out of his wits. The burly man was actually scared of the innocent little white rabbit.
Lin Xianxian giggled, "Uncle, why are you up? Didn't I hurt you?"
"Hurry up and lie down. Let's check the wound. Just give it a shot and it will heal!"
This laughter was so harsh that Dong Jinniu's face turned black. He stared with his eyes wide open and groaned like a wounded beast.
"I'm not sick, why should I get an injection?"
"Oh, you're really not sick?"
Secretary Tong looked at Dong Jinniu with a sharp look and a questioning look, and he was so scared that he almost wet his pants.
"I'm not... I'm not sick, I really am not sick!"
Dong Jinniu was worried that Secretary Tong would force him to get an acupuncture treatment, so he stretched out his arms and kicked his legs. "Secretary, I didn't lie to you. I'm fine!"
He put on a distasteful smile and said, "Secretary, please don't stab me. I'm going to marry a new wife in a few days, and I must not let her be a widow!"
Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter when they heard it.
Dong Jinniu is already forty years old, but he still has these fancy things in his mind.
Secretary Tong's face flushed red as he stood up angrily. "If you're not sick, why are you pretending to be sick?"
They really treat cadres like rubbish. He has a lot of official business to deal with, but he was dragged here to play house with them.
"What's your purpose in pretending to be sick?"
Tong Shusheng's roar was like thunder in August. Both mother and son were panicked and almost fell to their knees.
"I...I...I'm not..."
Dong Jinniu stuttered for a long time and couldn't utter a complete sentence.
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