Siheyuan: The marriage was regretted at the beginning, marry Su Ying and go home

The time when Mrs. Jia Zhang went out coincided with the time when the residents in the courtyard went to work, so many people saw the ulcer on Mrs. Jia's face.

"What's the matter with this old woman? Why is her face like that?"

"I see, this is retribution!! This old godmother is looking forward to other people's accidents all day long, and now she is fine, she is finished."

"It won't be over, but with the look on her face, it can be said that life is worse than death!"

"Retribution, it's all retribution, life is worse than death is also retribution!"

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When she said this, Mrs. Jia Zhang hadn't walked out of the yard yet, so what she heard was true.

If she had to let him go before, she would have scolded him a long time ago!In this courtyard, in terms of swearing, she has never obeyed anyone.

But not today, she didn't dare to scold, she was worried that the ulcers on her face would increase again!
Soon after arriving at the hospital, Jia Zhang reluctantly paid for the examination, and when the examination results came out, she took the results to the doctor.

The doctor said: "The degree of ulceration on this face is very large. It is no longer a matter of area. In my opinion, it has already reached enough depth to affect the facial nerve."

"What?" The doctor's words made Jia Zhang a little confused.

Although the area, depth and so on made Jia Zhang not understand what was going on, but she heard the meaning of the doctor's words very clearly:
That's what's serious!

The doctor said: "This condition requires surgery as soon as possible, otherwise, it will get worse."

Jia Zhang heard that the doctor said it was so serious, and felt that it was necessary to have an operation.

"How much does it cost?"

The doctor said: "The estimated cost is about ten yuan."

"What?!" When Jia Zhang heard this, she jumped up immediately: "It's just a face operation, ten yuan?!"

"No, no! Doctor, see if there is another way."

The doctor glanced at her, and then said slowly: "There are ways, but they may not work..."

"How much will it cost?"

Jia Zhang quickly asked.

Jia Zhang doesn't care whether the method will work or not. What she cares most about is how much it costs.

"I have a pair of ointment here, you can take it home and apply it," the doctor said, and took out a piece of paper from his drawer: "This is a liability exemption agreement, you sign it, and I will prescribe you the medicine. "

The doctor also saw that this old woman is not a good stubble.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble later, it is necessary to sign this agreement.

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't know what it was. The doctor said she wanted to sign it, so she signed it.

But he couldn't read, so he drew a circle on it, crooked like a duck egg, and put his own fingerprint on it.

Sign it and get the medicine.

Jia Zhang couldn't wait to apply the plaster on her face, and then walked home with a pale face.

Back in the courtyard, the aunts who were gossiping in the yard all looked at Jia Zhangshi, and were immediately staggered by her.

"Where did the old monster come from?!"

When Jia Zhang heard this, she was very unhappy: "You are the old monster, and your whole family is an old monster! Ouch, hiss..."

After scolding, her face still hurt even more.

This, this, this is wrong!

Jiazhang murmured in his heart: He has already applied the ointment, why is it still hurting more?
No, I have to go back to the hospital and ask the doctor!
Regardless of what the aunts in the hospital thought of her, Mrs. Jia Zhang hurried to the hospital.

When I came to the hospital and asked the doctor, the doctor saw that it was Jia Zhang again, so he said slowly, "Go for another examination."

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't say anything else, just paid the money and went for the inspection.

When he came back with the results of the examination, the doctor said calmly after reading it: "It's all rotten, the nerves are necrotic, or they will be completely cut, or after it passes, your face will be hardened."

Mrs. Jia Zhang understood it this time, and shouted: "Didn't you say that you can wipe it off and do it like this?! You quack doctor!"

The doctor glanced at her indifferently, and said in his heart: Thanks to me for being careful, just this old godly woman, I really can't afford to offend her.

Thinking about it, the doctor took out the waiver agreement signed by the previous family from the drawer: "Look, I have already told you clearly that it may not be all right, and you even pressed your fingerprints!"

Jia Zhang originally wanted to scold something, but when she saw that her fingerprints hadn't been done yet, she knew that she had nothing to do with it.

Moreover, this is the affiliated hospital of the rolling mill. If you offend them, someone from your home will come to see the doctor in the future. What if you don't let them see you?

Thinking of this, Jia Zhang didn't dare to say anything, so he had to sneak out with plaster.

As soon as he left the gate of the hospital, Jia Zhang began to mutter and curse as he walked, scolding quack doctors, scolding Qin Huairu, and scolding Zhou Weiguo.

The more she scolded, the more painful it became on one side of her face.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't care so much, just let it hurt, and it was impossible for her not to swear!
Just when she was swearing and about to walk to the courtyard, that side of her face suddenly stopped hurting!
Jia Zhang immediately became overjoyed: "Look, look, this is fighting poison with poison! I still don't believe it, who else can fix me!"

"Who else!!"

"Ouch!"

Jia Zhang hadn't been stunned for a while, but she felt a slight pain on the other side of her face.

She was startled, and then touched it with trembling hands...

Sure enough, ulcers appeared on the other side of the face!

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang had already arrived at the middle courtyard of the courtyard house. Seeing her going back and forth, the aunt in the courtyard wanted to continue asking her about the situation.

When they approached, they suddenly found that Jia Zhang's other face also had ulcers, and they all backed away in fright, as if they were afraid of being infected.

"Zhang, sister Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"That's right, in the morning, one side was rotten, why is the other side rotten now?"

Jiazhang's old pot was broken, and when someone asked him, he said angrily, "I want you to take care of it!"

"Why can't you tell the good from the bad?! I care about you!"

"Caring about me? Ha ha!" Seeing that she was not getting better, Jia Zhang returned to her previous shrew appearance: "I think you want to see me laughing!!"

Hearing what Jia Zhang said, the man was also angry, so he scolded: "Old lady Zhang, are you drinking too much dung soup?! Talking so stinky!"

"I think you just eat too much shit, and you deserve your bad face!"

"retribution!!"

Jia Zhang said angrily: "You old women know how to bully us orphans and widows! See if I tear your mouths apart!"

The other aunts saw that she was swearing at others and didn't pick them up, so they scolded them together. They rolled up their sleeves one by one, stood together, and glared at Jia Zhang: "Try it again!"

"Are you scared?!"

Seeing that several people dared to join forces to deal with him, Jiazhang knew that he was powerless, so he was afraid.

"Hmph, my face hurts today, I'm not as knowledgeable as you! Wait! You bitches wait!"

As Jia Zhang spoke, he covered his cheeks and left.

At this moment, she felt that the ulcer on the other side of her face was getting bigger.