Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

But Qin Huairu remained extremely calm at this moment. Looking at Jia Dongxu, who was frantically pleading for help, she shook her head and said, "Dongxu, just let the doctor give you a couple of acupuncture needles. After you're cured, you'll be sleepwalking, and you won't have to pay compensation for emotional distress."

"I'm not sick, I'm not mentally ill!"

Jia Dongxu was still yelling, clearly not understanding what Qin Huairu meant.

If they just honestly let the traditional Chinese medicine doctor give them a couple of acupuncture treatments, their family won't need to pay compensation for emotional distress.

Whether it's losing money or reporting to the authorities, nothing beats getting a couple of injections.

So no matter how much Jia Dongxu yells, Qin Huairu won't save him.

"Stop yelling, you're interfering with my needle insertion!"

"Let me make this clear in advance: if the needle goes in crookedly because of your lack of cooperation, I will not be responsible!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor held the silver needles in both hands and warned Jia Dongxu with a serious expression.

"I'll cooperate, I'll cooperate!"

With no hope of getting help, Jia Dongxu immediately became obedient.

This old Chinese medicine doctor's skills aren't great to begin with; if he needles the wrong spot, who knows what the consequences will be.

Seeing that he had stopped screaming, the old Chinese medicine doctor began to administer acupuncture.

None of the people present knew which acupoints the old Chinese medicine doctor was pricking or what disease he was treating. Anyway, after three or four needles, Jia Dongxu's tears were already streaming down his face.

pain!

But he dared not shout out, and could only grit his teeth.

Upon seeing this scene, the women who had been frightened by him suddenly felt much better.

Live it!

Those who are too full to do something like pretending to be ghosts and scaring people deserve to be pricked with needles.

After more than ten minutes of acupuncture, dozens of silver needles were inserted all over Jia Dongxu's body.

After doing all this, the old Chinese medicine doctor would occasionally check Jia Dongxu's eyelids and take his pulse.

The entire process lasted an hour before the old Chinese medicine doctor began to remove the silver needles.

"Yes, his mental illness has been cured after my treatment. If he relapses, please be sure to notify me."

The old Chinese medicine doctor, with great poise, shouldered his medicine box, waved his sleeves, and prepared to take his leave.

Seeing this, Xu Damao quickly shouted, "Doctor, the family hasn't paid yet!"

"I practice medicine based on fate, not money. Farewell!"

He cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd and strode away from the courtyard.

Good guy!

The doctor didn't charge me any money.

This old Chinese medicine doctor is definitely addicted.

"Dongxu, how are you?" Qin Huairu walked over, pretending to be very concerned.

"It hurts, there's no part of my body that doesn't hurt."

"My head is hurting the most, especially my head. Am I going to die?"

Jia Dongxu felt weak and powerless all over, yet he was in pain everywhere and couldn't move. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

"Good medicine tastes bitter, and good needles are painful. The fact that you feel pain means that the old Chinese medicine doctor's acupuncture is effective." Xu Damao was overjoyed to see Jia Dongxu looking so exhausted.

"When you're no longer in pain, take some gifts to thank the old Chinese medicine doctor. He didn't even charge you for the medicine."

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu gave Xu Damao a resentful look and cursed him inwardly.

grateful?

Thank me for what? You're clearly not sick!

With dozens of needles stuck in my body, I was essentially just a tool for the old Chinese medicine doctor.

But Jia Dongxu dared not say these words out loud, otherwise all those dozens of needles would have been for nothing.

"Qin Huairu, take me home."

Jia Dongxu suppressed his anger and took a deep breath before speaking.

Qin Huairu knew that the storm had passed, so she quickly untied Jia Dongxu's ropes.

Then they asked a young man to help them put Jia Dongxu into a wheelchair.

The couple didn't want to stay there for even a second longer, so they returned home without saying a word.

"Tsk tsk, he doesn't know how to be grateful. We all helped him cure his mental illness, and he didn't even say a word of thanks." Xu Damao sneered.

Liu Haizhong glanced at Xu Damao, shook his head with a smile, and then walked back to the Central Courtyard with his hands behind his back.

As the old saying goes, evil people need evil people to deal with them, and bad seeds need bad seeds to handle them.

Jia Dongxu is so despicable that he's frightening; he needs to be dealt with by someone like Xu Damao, who acts without considering the consequences.

Well, at least I've had dozens of injections for nothing, so I should be able to rest for a while.

"Alright, let's all go home. This is the end of it." Uncle Yan Bugui waved his hand, signaling everyone to go home.

"Hey, let's all go home. It was worth it today, we watched a great show."

"What a load of bull! If you ask me, we should just ask for some compensation for emotional distress!"

The onlookers didn't linger, chatted for a few minutes, and then went home to sleep.

On the other side, the Jia family.

As soon as Jia Dongxu got home, he immediately started to lash out.

"Qin Huairu, are you out of your mind? Why are you saying I'm mentally ill for no reason? I know you're trying to come up with a reason, but why can't you come up with a better one?"

Jia Dongxu clenched his aching fist and roared irritably, "Do you know how many needles I got? Sixty-seven needles, a full sixty-seven needles!"

Qin Huairu looked aggrieved upon hearing this: "Well, it's still better than losing money, right?"

"Given Xu Damao's shameless nature, he'll at least demand ten yuan from our family for emotional distress. Otherwise, he'll report us to the authorities for promoting feudal superstition. Ten yuan from each family, that's almost a hundred yuan from all of them. Where are we going to get that much money?"

"Or do you want to squat in the fence?"

"I..." Jia Dongxu was almost speechless after Qin Huairu choked him: "Then why didn't you stop me in the first place?"

what?

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Dongxu in disbelief, unable to believe that Jia Dongxu would have the nerve to say such a thing.

Didn't she stop her?

That's blatant lying. Whether it was the first time Jia Dongxu went to scare people or today, Qin Huairu always tried to stop him, but Jia Dongxu was already addicted to this kind of thing and wouldn't listen to her at all.

"Speechless now?" Seeing that Qin Huairu remained silent, Jia Dongxu seemed to have found an excuse and gave Qin Huairu a scolding.

Qin Huairu was speechless and didn't want to talk to Jia Dongxu anymore, so she didn't respond to anything he said.

"Useless thing. Prepare some things tomorrow, and you push me to the farm. Our mother has been in there for so long, and we haven't visited her yet."

After this incident, Jia Dongxu began to live with Jia Zhangshi at home.

Although he didn't have financial power at that time, and he was often scolded by Jia Zhangshi, no one dared to bully him like that.

Putting aside other matters, just take today's acupuncture incident as an example. If Jia Zhangshi were at home, she would absolutely not allow the old Chinese medicine doctor to perform acupuncture.

No matter what method you use, even if it means resorting to shamelessness, you have to protect him.

Unlike Qin Huairu, who stood by pretending to be dead, completely useless.

So Jia Dongxu wanted to take advantage of Jia Zhangshi's time inside to build up their relationship, so that she wouldn't kill them when she got out. He also wanted to ask her how many more days she would have to wait before she was released.

"Go see Mom?"

Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat; she really didn't want to see Jia Zhangshi.