He quickly put on his shoes, put on his coat, and stealthily opened the door of the ward. After checking that there was nothing unusual outside the room, he sneaked out of the ward and ran out of the hospital at lightning speed.
After a simple bandage, Ma Jin hurried back to Ma Yaoxiang's ward. When he opened the door, he saw the empty ward. Ma Yaoxiang's brother-in-law looked around and asked the nurse who came in to check on Ma Yaoxiang's whereabouts.
Ma Jin, however, remained calm, as if he immediately understood what was going on. He angrily cursed, "This bastard must have run back home to seek protection from her mother again."
"Then Uncle Ma, should I take you home? Or should you stay in the hospital for two days for observation?"
Unexpectedly, Ma Yaoxiang's brother-in-law, who was timid and fearful of things, actually became a sensible person at this time and played the role of a filial son for Ma Yaoxiang.
"Go home. If I don't deal with that beast properly this time, I'm afraid he'll squander all my coffin money."
After all, Ma Jin is almost sixty years old, his hair is already gray, and his back is slightly hunched. No matter how decently he dresses, it cannot hide the traces of time left on him.
Supported by his wife's brother, Ma Yaoxiang walked out of the hospital with a limp. His wrinkled face was filled with nothing but anxiety, which made those who saw him feel pity.
In the Zhang family's main hall, a wooden table held three small bowls of dishes: one of spicy and sour Chinese cabbage, one of lettuce stir-fried with lard, and one of pickled beans. Four large porcelain bowls held steaming sweet potato porridge. In an era when everyone struggled to make ends meet, such a meal was considered standard.
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