A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

The two rushed to the clinic. Lin Dahe's injuries had been treated. He was lying on a plank bed, his clothes were covered in blood, his head was bandaged tightly, his face was pale, and it was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive.

His head wasn't covered, so he should still be breathing, right? Lin Dahai thought.

"Brother, don't you think it's too scary, all this blood..." Lin Dahai still held his brother tightly.

Lin Dashan didn't want to pay attention to him.

"How is he, Doc?"

"All the injuries on your body are superficial. They just look scary, but they are not serious. It's just that the injury on your head is quite serious. I'm afraid it will be difficult to treat." The doctor glanced at Lin Dashan. The money basket has come, but he can't say that it is easy to treat. He can make a good profit today.

As soon as Mrs. Li and Old Man Lin entered the room, they heard the doctor say that the disease was difficult to cure. They both staggered and looked pale.

"Oh my God! My fourth son!" Old Mrs. Li sat down on the ground and slapped the ground. "You are still so young, you can't go before me! How can you bear to see an old woman die? My poor fourth son, who was the damned one who beat you like this! May you be struck by lightning and die a horrible death! Oh, God, why do you let my fourth son suffer like this! Wuuuuu..." As she spoke, she burst into tears again.

Old man Lin also started to cry, with no place to vent his grief. Yang and Song also thought that the person was going to die, and they couldn't hold back and cried like ghosts and wolves. For a while, the crying in the clinic was deafening, shrill and sad, as if the sky was about to fall down.

Doctor: ...Did he say the person was going to die?

"Shut up, stop it!" He shouted angrily, full of energy. "Did I say he couldn't be saved? Look for yourself, is he still breathing? I said it was difficult to treat, and it took good medicine and money, but I didn't say he couldn't be saved."

Why are you crying like a funeral in his clinic? Really, every time I meet this family, nothing good happens. How could Master Lin have such a family?

Old Li rolled up his sleeves and wiped away the snot that was about to hang from his lips. As long as the fourth child is okay, it's okay.

The doctor's eyes twitched and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"Just leave two people to look after it, everyone else can go back." When his clinic was a restaurant, there was such a large group of people surrounding it.

"Where is the fourth daughter-in-law?" The first thing that Old Man Lin thought of was to let Lin Dahe's wife serve him personally, which would be convenient.

"Why isn't Cuihua here?" Old Mrs. Li didn't even look at her. She felt uncomfortable. As a daughter-in-law, how could she not be there to serve her in such a big matter?

"I don't know. I heard that a neighbor saw my fourth brother lying on the ground, covered in blood, and was so scared that he sent him to the hospital. I went to look for my fourth brother several times before. They knew each other and had come to my shop to buy things before coming to me. But I really didn't see my fourth brother's wife."

Old man Lin looked at Mrs. Li with dissatisfaction, looking at the good daughter that the Li family had brought up.

"Maybe he went out to buy groceries. Third brother, go look for him over there."

"Ai!"

"Go over there and pay for the medicine." Old Li still remembered the money for the medicine clearly after several years. When she heard this, her heart trembled.

Helplessly looking at Lin Dachuan, Lin Dachuan and Song lowered their heads at the same time. She looked at Lin Dashan again, "Dashan, mother came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money with her."

"I didn't bring it with me either. I was still working at home when my third brother dragged me into the city. Look at my clothes..." He was wearing a coarse linen shirt. At that time, he was at home, making toys for his sons with the carpenter.

Old man Lin's face was as gloomy as water, and he said nothing. At the critical moment, no one could be trusted. The one lying inside was their brother, and his life or death was uncertain. No one was willing to pay a penny. There was no brotherhood at all, and the indifference chilled his heart.

"Old woman, take the jewelry on your head and pawn it."

Lin Dashan:......

Lin Dachuan: …

"Dad, we'll go back and get it later. The three of us will pay for our fourth brother's medical expenses together. Is that okay with you?"

Old Man Lin snorted coldly and did not comment.

Lin Dachuan, Song, and Yang looked up suddenly when they heard what Lin Dashan said. They actually wanted to divide it equally? The eldest brother donated one thousand taels to the village, and this little medicine money was actually said to be shared equally.

I couldn't say anything to object, and I felt very disappointed.

"Doctor, we will go get some silver and send it back to you later. Please treat my fourth brother first."

The doctor nodded, he could trust this man.

Lin Dahai ran back panting, "Mom, my fourth brother's wife is not home."

Where the hell did this lousy thing go?

"I heard from the neighbors that there was a big fight at my fourth brother's house that morning. My fourth brother's wife was there at the time. In addition to the couple's voices, there seemed to be another man's voice. Later, when they passed by, they found that my fourth brother's door was wide open and he was lying on the ground, covered in blood."

"It must have been done by that bitch. Dahai, report to the police. They must have run away!" Old man Lin immediately got angry.

"No, we can't report it to the police. Let's wait until the fourth brother wakes up and ask him clearly, okay?" Old Li looked at Old Man Lin pleadingly. She didn't believe that Cuihua did it.

For the sake of his wife, Old Man Lin reluctantly nodded. Everything would be decided after Old Fourth woke up. If it was really that bitch, he would never let her off easily.

As the fourth son's wife was involved, no one dared to leave, and they opened three more rooms, waiting for Lin Dahe to wake up. During this time, Lin Dashan asked the driver to go back and talk, and bring some silver.

Old Mrs. Lin looked at her son who was only breathing his last breath and sighed. What if Cuihua did it? What should she do?