Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Mrs. Song has been ill for five or six days.

When she first became ill, Mrs. Song used a cane to go to the toilet in the yard. But seeing that there was no hope of her son coming back, and that her daughter-in-law and grandson didn't know when they would be able to come back, Mrs. Song didn't even think about herself, so she went to sleep on the bed.

Song Pan'er was very distressed. After carrying Mrs. Song's urinal once, she immediately vomited when she came out.

No matter how much Mrs. Song scolded her, she wouldn't go in and poured the pickled food for her.

Amid Mrs. Song's scolding, Song Pan'er wiped away the tears caused by vomiting. She had to see a doctor for her breast milk, and she couldn't let her lie on the bed like this.

She had to cheer up her breasts. Otherwise, she would have to help wash her face and empty the urinal. She couldn't live with it anymore. She couldn't afford to take care of him.

The barefoot doctor's family in the village lived on Qian Street. When Song Pan'er arrived, Lu Ying, who had returned from a medical visit, met her face to face.

"Yadan'er is here! Want to buy some medicine?" Lu Ying said, holding the medicine box and wanting to walk into the house.

"Third wife, my breast disease is evil. Please check it out. Is she possessed by a ghost? Now she is lying on the bed and can't get up." Squeezing out a few tears, Song Pan'er pretended to be worried. .

"What's going on? Then I'll go back to the house and get a bottle of potion, and I'll give you some milk."

It cannot be said that all the barefoot doctors in rural areas in the 1990s were useless, but there were really very few who had real skills.

Most of them are technical secondary school students who have been admitted to health schools. After two or three years of school, they are directly assigned to various villages. Strictly speaking, they are not qualified to practice medicine. Many of them are not as good as today's nurses.

There are also some people who practice medicine from their ancestors. They follow their family members, treat people, and slowly inherit the mantle. Some of these people are really capable.

But Lu Ying is neither.

Lu Ying's father used to look after cows for the production team and delivered cows several times, but somehow he was regarded as a veterinarian.

After the production team disappeared, if anyone in the village had a minor disaster or illness, he would rush to treat it. Unconsciously, he became a barefoot doctor again.

Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the barefoot doctor's daughter knows how to treat doctors. After Lu Ying's father died, a health clinic was set up in the village, and the village chief directly reported Lu Ying to it.

In this way, Lu Ying's home became a health center and Lu Ying became a barefoot doctor.

When Song Pan'er and Lu Ying arrived at the gate of Lao Song's house, Mrs. Song was lying on the kang in the upper room, still scolding.

"You little bastard, I don't think you're eating for free, but you still dislike my old lady? Without me, where did you come from? If I had known you were so unfilial, I should have drowned you in a bucket of piss when you were born."

What Mrs. Song was cursing in the room was like spitting.

Lu Ying, who came with Song Pan'er, felt a little resentful. This Mrs. Song was so shameless. Others didn't know who she was, but she, Lu Ying, knew everything.

When Mrs. Song delivered her second granddaughter, she was so excited when she first saw that it was not a boy. She wanted to throw her to the ground and pretended not to hold her firmly. She was so pretentious!

If he hadn't caught it quickly with his quick eyesight and hands, the child might have died.

He looked at the little girl next to him with some sympathy. Long eyelashes, a straight little nose, and a fair little face.

He looks so handsome! She said that her guess was right. Children with red skin when they are born will definitely be fair when they grow up.

My grandson is about the same age as this girl. She would be a good grandson-in-law for me, but the family is not that good. Let’s see about it then!

While walking into the house, Lu Ying had already picked out her grandson-in-law.

Song Pan'er didn't know anything about Lu Ying's plan, but she was very discerning and opened the door to others. Now Lu Ying was even more satisfied.

"Uh, cough...his third aunt, why are you here?"

When Lu Ying entered Mrs. Song's house, Mrs. Song, who was scolding her vigorously, was startled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and choked.

"I heard you cursing at the gate. What's going on? Are you healed?"

Putting the box he was carrying on the kang, Lu Ying put one leg on the edge of the kang and sat down sideways.

"Your granddaughter said that you have been seriously ill in the past two days and asked me to come and take a look at you."

"That damn girl doesn't have such good intentions. I asked her to serve my old lady for a while, but she didn't even do it. She just ran out and went wild all day long."

"Well, his third aunt, since he's here, give me an injection. I've been feeling bored all day long, and I don't know what's going on."

Mrs. Song leaned back on the quilt. She looked a little thinner and her face was gloomy.

"Oh, are you feeling bored? Then you must be angry. I'll give you an injection later, but I see something's wrong with your face?"

Lu Ying glanced at Mrs. Song up and down and said with a slight solemnity.

"Ah? What's wrong?" Mrs. Song was so frightened that she sat up.

For Mrs. Song, who had never attended school for a day and could not write a single big character, doctor Lu Ying's words had absolute authority.

"I think something has happened to you. Come on, give me your hand and I'll feel your pulse."

Lu Ying rubbed herself against the kang, took Mrs. Song's hand, closed her eyes and felt her pulse.

Song Pan'er hiding by the door of the outer room is a little funny. She, the third grandmother, is really a genius. She can really climb along the pole. She dares to take the words from others. She can also like ghosts and gods.

After going to the city for a month of training, she didn’t know what she could tell!

"Oh, sister-in-law, there's something on you!" Lu Ying threw Mrs. Song's hand away and rubbed it back.

"What? What is that?" Mrs. Song's hair stood on end, she rubbed forward and grabbed Lu Ying's hand.

"Sister-in-law, you have offended your Baojiaxian, and now it has taken possession of you. The reason why your family has been having troubles one after another is because of this."