Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

"This is the half bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine that Dongxu had left. It was quite expensive when I bought it. I thought I wouldn't be able to use it, so I took it to the clinic to see if I could get some money back."

Jia Zhang didn't have enough money to buy medicine yesterday. After she came back and counted the small treasury, she found that it had shrunk a lot.

The distressed Jia Zhang was reluctant to spend any more money.

Finally, she remembered the bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine that Jia Dongxu had prescribed before his death.

This medicine was quite expensive at that time.

A bottle costs more than ten yuan.

Fortunately, the steel mill provides reimbursement.

Jia Zhang thought that she had only taken half a bottle of medicine.

If I could get a refund for half a bottle, the money would be enough to buy a bottle of painkillers.

With this idea in mind, Jia Zhang got up early in the morning and took the medicine to go to the clinic to ask.

The more Zhao Guilan looked at the medicine bottle in Jia Zhang's hand, the more familiar it seemed.

She suddenly remembered that this medicine was the half bottle left in her cupboard.

My wife said yesterday that this is just stomach medicine.

Why would Jia Dongxu take stomach medicine when he was so seriously injured?

Why did Lao Yi lie to himself? !

Zhao Guilan was a little worried, so she stopped Jia Zhang and asked:

"Sister Jia, what is this medicine used for?"

"This is the anti-inflammatory medicine prescribed by the hospital. My son Dongxu has been taking this medicine during his hospitalization, but for some reason, it is no longer effective after he returned home."

"Can...can you let me see this medicine?"

Although Jia Zhang was a little surprised, she still handed the medicine to Zhao Guilan.

Zhao Guilan opened the medicine bottle and took a look, and her legs almost went weak and she fell down.

She forced herself to hold back from falling and returned the medicine bottle to Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang took the medicine bottle without thinking much and left the courtyard.

When Zhao Guilan returned home, the first thing she did was to open the cupboard and find the bottle.

I saw that the half bottle of medicine in the cupboard was exactly the same as the one in Jia Zhang's hand.

The packaging is exactly the same, and the medicine inside the bottle is exactly the same.

At this moment, Zhao Guilan felt as if the world was spinning around her.

She quickly held onto the cabinet and found a chair to sit down.

When she saw the bottle of medicine in her hand again, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Stomach medicine.

Anti-inflammatory drugs.

Dongxu was obviously fine when he was in the hospital.

This medicine has no effect.

She found this half bottle of medicine at home two days after Dongxu's death.

Everything is connected.

It was his own spouse who killed Jia Dongxu.

At this moment, Zhao Guilan felt like the sky was falling.

She didn't understand why Yi Zhonghai would do such a thing.

It was clearly the decision of the two to take care of the elderly, but Yi Zhonghai ended up killing Jia Dongxu.

When Yi Zhonghai came back from get off work, he saw Zhao Guilan sitting motionless on the bed with half a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine in her hand.

When Yi Zhonghai saw the bottle of medicine, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He immediately suppressed his shock and looked at Zhao Guilan and asked calmly:

"Gui Lan, why haven't you cooked yet at this late hour?"

Zhao Guilan didn't look up. She looked at the anti-inflammatory medicine in her hand and asked:

"Zhong Hai, is this really stomach medicine?"

"Of course, I went to the hospital for this medicine because I had stomach discomfort before. What happened to you?"

Zhao Guilan suddenly raised her head and stared at Yi Zhonghai for a while before she slowly said:

"You're lying. This isn't a stomach medicine at all. This bottle is clearly an anti-inflammatory drug. And it's the same kind that Dongxu takes. Zhong Hai, why did you lie to me!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Guilan, I..."

Yi Zhonghai was about to argue, but Zhao Guilan interrupted him and said:

"Today, Jia Zhang took the bottle of medicine that Dongxu had left to the clinic to get a refund. I saw it clearly.

I still remember that Dongxu recovered well after he was discharged from the hospital, but then his health suddenly deteriorated. I found this bottle of medicine at home after Dongxu died.

Zhong Hai, are you going to continue to lie to me?"

Yi Zhonghai stood there in silence for a while, then sighed and said:

"That's right. Dongxu's death is related to me. I was the one who secretly replaced his medicine."

When Zhao Guilan heard Yi Zhonghai's admission, her hand holding the bottle couldn't help but tremble.

She raised her head and looked at Yi Zhonghai in disbelief and asked:

"Why? Why did you do this? We watched Dongxu grow up! How could you have the heart to do that to him?!"

"why?"

Yi Zhonghai sneered and said:

"You think I am willing, I am not doing this for both of us.

Don't you think about it? Dongxu's situation is basically useless. As his master, I can't just ignore him, but how much money will it cost to support him for a lifetime? Plus, you know his mother's temper, and we don't know who will take care of whom in the future.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not giving me a child. Otherwise, why would I go to so much trouble to find someone to take care of me in my old age? "

Yi Zhonghai stopped pretending and just said out loud what he had been holding in his heart for years.

When Zhao Guilan heard what Yi Zhonghai said, she was stunned.

For the first time, she realized that the man she had lived with for decades was so strange.

Maybe I have never really known the other person.

The atmosphere became a little dull.

Yi Zhonghai simply sat down, lit a cigarette, took a puff and said calmly:

"I was the one who killed Dongxu, but it has already happened and we still have to live our lives. I hope you can keep this to yourself. It will be good for both you and me. After today, I will still be the same person tomorrow."

Zhao Guilan did not reply.

But Yi Zhonghai was sure that Zhao Guilan would not dare to report the matter.

Not to mention that the two have been married for many years.

Zhao Guilan has been married to Yi Zhonghai for so many years.

This family has always been supported by Yi Zhonghai.

Zhao Guilan had no income, and if she got caught and went to jail, she, a woman, would not be able to survive.

The next day, when Yi Zhonghai got up, he saw that Zhao Guilan had already prepared breakfast.

Apart from becoming a little silent, everything else about my wife was the same as usual.

Yi Zhonghai also felt relieved.

It is obvious that Zhao Guilan has faced the reality.

As for her ignoring me, it’s okay. I’ll just have to wait for her to come to terms with it.

He even thought that as long as he had Zhao Guilan under his control, if anything happened between him and Qin Huairu in the future, Zhao Guilan would probably just turn a blind eye.

In his opinion, people's bottom line is often broken little by little.

Yi Zhonghai, who thought he knew Zhao Guilan well, didn't think any more about it and went straight to the steel rolling mill after dinner.

After Yi Zhonghai left, Zhao Guilan looked at his receding back, packed up some things and went out as well.