Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Jia Zhang looked at the medicine in Yi Zhonghai's hand and couldn't help muttering:

"Why did Old Yi come to this clinic to get medicine? Is this old man hiding something from others?"

Curious, Jia Zhang immediately went into the clinic.

When the doctor saw Jia Zhang come in, his face immediately turned grim.

"Auntie, this is your third period this month. You can't treat painkillers as candy, right?"

The doctor had never seen anyone taking painkillers like Jia Zhang. If she continued like this, she would be arrested by the street office sooner or later.

If I get implicated by then, I will be in trouble.

Jia Zhang said nonchalantly:

"I'm not broke, give me another bottle of painkillers. Doctor, your medicine seems to be getting less and less effective. I need to take two pills now to see any effect."

The doctor almost jumped up when he heard this. He took out a bottle of painkillers from the drawer and handed it over, saying:

"Take the medicine and leave immediately. Also, starting next month, I will only sell you two bottles a month."

"Why? Aren't you happy to earn money as a doctor?"

Jia Zhang complained dissatisfiedly.

"If you keep taking this medicine, be careful that the street office will arrest you and send you to drug rehabilitation."

Jia Zhang was also frightened when she heard this.

She grabbed the medicine and put it in her arms and prepared to take out the money.

After searching for a long time, he found only three dollars, two dollars short.

Jia Zhang then asked with a smug look on her face:

"Doctor, I don't have enough money. Can you buy it on credit?"

The doctor rolled his eyes at Jia Zhang and didn't say anything.

Jia Zhang had no choice but to go back and get the money.

But she only took two steps and stopped, looked back at the doctor and asked:

"Doctor, what medicine did the old man who just came in buy?"

The doctor glanced at Jia Zhang and asked cautiously:

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Hey, this isn't the same hospital as him. I'm worried about him and want to ask about the situation."

The doctor naturally would not tell Jia Zhang the truth, he just made up an excuse and said:

"That guy hasn't been feeling well lately, so I prescribed him some tonics to help him recover. Now that you're okay, leave now and don't disturb me while I'm treating him."

When Jia Zhang heard that it was just a tonic, she lost interest.

Then he turned around and left the clinic.

Yi Zhonghai hid the medicine in his pocket and took off his coat when he got home.

The weather was still quite cold at the moment, so Yi Zhonghai prepared to go out and get some water to boil a kettle of hot water.

When he came back, he saw Zhao Guilan packing his coat.

Yi Zhonghai said anxiously:

"Why did you touch my clothes?!"

Zhao Guilan looked at Yi Zhonghai in confusion and asked:

"Your clothes are all covered in grease. I'll wash them for you. What's wrong?"

"No...nothing, just leave it there, I'll wear it for another day tomorrow and wash it later."

Yi Zhonghai quickly took the clothes and checked them.

When Yi Zhonghai saw that the medicine in his pocket was gone, he panicked.

"Gui Lan! Where are my medicines? Where are the medicines in my pocket?!"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's anxious look, Zhao Guilan immediately said:

"It's in the cupboard, where I usually keep my medicine. Lao Yi, why do you keep going to the hospital every few days? And what kind of medicine is that?"

"I was injured before, and my body hasn't recovered yet, so I went to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor prescribed some tonic medicine for me. Don't mix up these medicines."

Zhao Guilan is in poor health and sometimes has to take sleeping pills because she can't sleep at night.

Yi Zhonghai didn't want her to take the wrong medicine, as he would have to be intimate with his wife at that time, so he reminded her.

"Don't worry, I know my own medicine."

Yi Zhonghai immediately opened the cupboard to check his medicine.

As soon as he opened the cupboard, he saw half a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine left in the medicine cabinet.

He was very familiar with that medicine.

It was the half bottle that he had stolen from Jia Dongxu.

Thinking back to when he had killed Jia Dongxu.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but shiver.

As the saying goes, a guilty conscience always keeps an eye on the thief. Yi Zhonghai had already forgotten about Jia Dongxu.

But seeing this bottle of medicine now reminded him of the night Jia Dongxu died.

Especially when he brought Jia Dongxu's body back, Jia Dongxu's pale hand suddenly appeared.

Yi Zhonghai felt a pang of fear whenever he thought of that scene.

"Gui...Gui Lan, why is this bottle of medicine here?"

Yi Zhonghai tried hard not to recall the scene. He never had the chance to deal with the bottle of medicine after he got it back.

Later he was so busy that he forgot about it.

How come this medicine suddenly comes here?

"You left it lying around so I put it away for you. By the way, what is this medicine for? I don't remember you buying it."

"This is stomach medicine. I'm a little tired today so I'm going to sleep first. I have to get up early for work tomorrow."

Yi Zhonghai took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

But he couldn't fall asleep at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, the tragic scene of Jia Dongxu's death flashed through his mind.

And those pale arms.

Yi Zhonghai didn't know how long he stayed up before he fell asleep.

But that night he had several dreams and slept very uneasily.

In the dream, Jia Dongxu transformed into a fierce ghost and came to seek revenge on him.

Especially the pair of pale hands with black nails pinching his neck and refusing to let go.

"Dongxu!! Dongxu, I'm sorry!!!"

Yi Zhonghai was finally awakened by a scream.

When he saw the scene in front of him, Yi Zhonghai realized that he was having a nightmare.

"Lao Yi! Lao Yi, what's wrong with you?! Don't scare me, Lao Yi!"

Zhao Guilan was also frightened after listening to Yi Zhonghai talking in his sleep all night.

"I...I'm fine. I just dreamed about Dongxu."

Yi Zhonghai panted and made up an excuse to prevaricate.

"Ah... Dongxu was also a miserable child. He passed away at such a young age, leaving behind several orphans and widows without anyone to rely on."

Zhao Guilan felt uncomfortable when she heard Yi Zhonghai talking about Jia Dongxu.

He has high hopes for Jia Dongxu.

So he usually loves this disciple very much.

Jia Dongxu died, and she must be sadder than Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai didn't want to talk much about Jia Dongxu.

Because he didn't sleep well, he packed his things in a daze and walked towards the steel mill.

When he went out, he saw Qin Huairu washing clothes in a wooden basin.

Looking at Qin Huairu's plump figure.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but react again.

He clenched his fists and made up his mind secretly.

No matter what, I must get Qin Huairu.

After the men in the courtyard go to work, the remaining women in the courtyard basically gather together after finishing their work to chat about family matters.

Zhao Guilan is no exception.

She is a kind person, so she has a good relationship with people in the hospital.

As they were chatting, they saw Jia Zhang coming out of the house with a bottle of medicine.

An auntie who was familiar with her saw her and greeted her and asked:

"Ms. Jia Zhang, what are you going to do with this medicine?"