Chapter 117 116: Thick Black Blood
"It's better to sell it at a lower price." Zhou Huaian put down the basket, "I bought two pig's trotters and a set of pig intestines, and asked the boss to give me some bones to make soup."
"Yes!" Yang Chunyan glanced at the pig's trotters in the basket and said, "Hurry up and pack them up. We'll take Grandpa to see Doctor Wang for an eye exam."
The two of them packed up and took the old man to Deshengtang, where there was a patient waiting to see him.
After Wang Zhen finished taking the medicine, he said to Zhou Huaian, "Brother Zhou, come here. I will remove the stitches for you."
"Okay." Zhou Huaian followed him into the consulting room.
Yang Chunyan and the old man followed in to take a look, and when they heard Doctor Wang calling, they hurried out to check his eyes.
Doctor Wang checked him and found that his lens was a little cloudy. He took his blood pressure and felt his pulse. "You have cataracts. Old man, how long have you been unable to see clearly? Have you ever had an eye injury?"
The old man shook his head. "I haven't been injured. I haven't been able to see clearly for two or three years. How should I put it? It's not that I can't see at all, it's just blurry. I feel like there's a layer of spider web in front of my eyes, and I can't wipe it clean no matter how hard I try."
Doctor Wang looked at Yang Chunyan and said, "First, go to the Chinese medicine hospital across the street and find a doctor named Lin. Ask him to check whether the cataract is mature or not. Then we can decide whether to have surgery or not. After the checkup, I will prescribe some Chinese medicine for your grandfather to regulate his liver and kidneys."
When the old man heard that he was going to have surgery, he asked worriedly, "Doctor Wang, is the surgery expensive?"
After he sold the sheep, he gave some to his eldest wife and paid back the money for breeding sheep to the production team. After working hard for several months, he only got a little over 30 yuan in his hands.
The old man took some more money to give to the third son Zhou Dahe for medical treatment, and only had thirty-one yuan left from selling Poria cocos last time.
Doctor Wang knew what he was worried about and comforted him, "It's not expensive! I think it's not time for surgery yet. But to be safe, you should go see Lao Lin, he's a better eye doctor."
Yang Chunyan stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, it won't cost much."
Doctor Wang also nodded, "Yes, it won't cost much."
The old man was relieved when he saw Dr. Wang speaking. "If it doesn't cost much, I'll go and take a look. If it costs more, forget it. Although they have received some money these days, the houses for the children have not been repaired yet. It costs money!"
"Grandpa, if you are sick you need to get treatment. Why are you worrying about these things?" Zhou Huaian came out, "Doctor Wang, let's take Grandpa to the other side first. If my third brother comes, please tell him."
"Okay." Doctor Wang started to see the next patient.
Yang Chunyan and Zhou Huaian took the old man to the Chinese medicine hospital across the street, paid a few cents to get an appointment with Dr. Lin, and then took him to the clinic.
After the examination, Dr. Lin said, "You have cataracts, and they are in the early stages. The cataract can only be removed surgically when it matures. Then the lens can be implanted and you will be able to see. Now I can only prescribe two eye drops for you to relieve the pain."
"Okay!" Zhou Huaian took the order, "Chunyan, go pay for the eye drops, I'll take Grandpa back to Doctor Wang to get the Chinese medicine."
"Yes!" Yang Chunyan took the form and saw that it said **Mingmu Eye Drops. She took the form and walked out of the clinic towards the payment counter.
When I got to the payment counter, I saw two men arguing in front of me. One said, "It's 10 yuan for two people." The other said, "10 yuan for one person, 20 yuan for two people."
Seeing the two people blocking the payment gate, Yang Chunyan said, "Please move aside. I need to pay."
Jin Dinghe turned around with the young man holding his elbow with one hand.
The young man looked at her in surprise, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Where's the youngest? Why did you come to the hospital alone?"
Yang Chunyan saw that he was pale, with one hand still pressing the cotton swab on his elbow, "Huaigang, why are you here? What's wrong with you? Why do you need a blood draw?" Then she looked at Jin Ding, "What money are you going to give him?"
Zhou Huaigang showed a bitter smile, "My old man is in the hospital for surgery, and the doctor said he needs to stay in the hospital. We don't have enough money, so this Brother Jin introduced me to sell, sell..."
Seeing that he was too embarrassed to speak, Jin Ding looked at Yang Chunyan and said confidently: "I introduced him to sell blood. What's wrong with selling blood?
It's not like his old man has an incurable disease. If they sell their blood two or three times, it will be enough to pay for his hospitalization, and they don't have to beg for money from anyone!"
Only then did Yang Chunyan remember who he was. He was the blood lord who led Zhou Huaigang and Aunt Zhou San to sell blood in the previous life and eventually contracted liver disease, the bastard named Jin.
She was so angry that she yelled, "Fuck you! You are lazy and live on selling blood, and you encourage others to sell blood just to make money. If I had known you were a blood sucker, I should have asked you to pay for knocking down Huai'an that day!"
Jin Ding blushed and looked at Yang Chunyan, "It's you!"
Yang Chunyan angrily said, "It's me! You are still young and you don't learn well. You are selling blood and going to die. You even drag others to sell blood. You evil-hearted vampire, aren't you afraid of going to hell after you die?"
Jin Ding did not answer. He stretched out his hand to Zhou Huaigang with a sullen face, "Forget it, I will take ten dollars from you today, and the remaining ten dollars will be used as compensation for her lover's medical expenses."
Zhou Huaigang obediently took out a big unity and handed it to Jin Ding. Yang Chunyan stepped forward and snatched it away, "I'm not drawing your blood, why should I give you money?"
"Okay, okay, today is my bad luck!" Jin Ding turned around and left angrily.
Zhou Huaigang looked at Jin Ding who left angrily and was a little overwhelmed. "Sister-in-law, my old man's illness requires more than 200 yuan. My mother and I only sold it for 100 yuan. Adding what I paid yesterday, I still need more than 60 yuan."
Yang Chunyan said: "We can't go sell blood anymore, let's go find your Huai'an, he has money."
Zhou Huaigang was overjoyed. "Really? My mother is still waiting for me to have her blood drawn. I'll go call her."
"Wait for me to pay the money and then I'll go with you." Yang Chunyan handed the money to the toll collector and looked back at his elbow. "You and Huaizhong are both selling blood?"
Zhou Huaigang lowered his head. "My mother, my elder brother and I all had our blood drawn. My elder brother donated blood to my old man, saving some money. I drew 800 milliliters and my mother drew 600. Brother Jin said that after the blood is drawn, drink two bowls of sugar water and the blood will grow back on its own. It's a waste not to use it."
He paused and continued, "Actually, Brother Jin is not a bad person. He said our blood is good, so he helped us find someone he knew in the hospital, and the price was ten dollars higher than what other people were selling it for."
He remembered seeing his own blood when it was drawn just now. It was thick and black, and looked like pig blood. There was a layer of foam floating on the surface in the bottle.
"Shouldn't we give him the top ten? You take 800, and Auntie San takes 600. Are you guys going to die?"
Yang Chunyan looked at Zhou Huaigang, whose face was pale, and felt her nose getting a little sour. "You were cheated by him. So much blood was only a hundred yuan. He took you to sell blood, so he must have gotten more money than you.
I tell you, if you sell blood for sale, you will get sick if you do it too often. And it is an incurable disease. I won't lie to you. If you don't believe me, I will take you to ask Doctor Wang across the street."
1400 ml of blood from two people was only sold for 100 yuan, and that bastard surnamed Jin took at least half of the money, and is still clamoring for 20 yuan as an introduction fee!
Damn it, it’s scarier than a vampire!
(End of this chapter)
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