A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Xiao Liu was dissatisfied with Shen Ajiao because he followed Shen Mingrong around, and every day his boss would help Shen Ajiao's shop find some cheap and good products.

Even if Shen Mingrong had to ride his bicycle for more than ten kilometers, he would still help her get these goods.

All this was so that her convenience store could earn more money.

His anger stemmed from feeling sorry for Shen Mingrong and also from the fact that Shen Ajiao had no conscience.

Not only was Xiao Liu dissatisfied with her, but all of Shen Mingrong's brothers were also dissatisfied with her.

The nurse came out and asked, "Are you Shen Mingrong's family members?"

“Yes,” Li Jiaojiao stepped forward.

The initial consultation results for the patient are not good, so there's no need to go through the hospitalization procedures. Just go to the pharmacy, pick up some medicine, and take the patient home.

Xiao Liu asked, bewildered, "Doctor, do I... do I need to be hospitalized?"

Nurse: "I'm not a doctor, I'm a nurse. The patient doesn't need to be hospitalized if there are no external injuries."

Xiao Liu lowered his head, resentment, guilt, and self-blame mixed together like strong liquor suddenly poured down his throat.

Xiao Liu choked up and said, "We have money, nurse, we have money, we can afford the hospital bills."

The nurse didn't say anything more and left.

Every day in the hospital, there are people like this: either they have money but can't buy back their health, or they have neither money nor health.

All they can do is remain calm and composed as they carry out their work of saving lives.

Li Jiaojiao knew that Shen Mingrong's eyes would recover later, but he had to go through six months of endless darkness on his own.

The three men looked somber as Niu Dali and Xiao Liu helped Shen Mingrong back onto the tricycle.

Li Jiaojiao went to buy the medicine according to the prescription.

The pharmacy was small, with only three small windows, and it was surrounded by crowds of people.

Li Jiaojiao tried to find a direction to wait.

"Don't step on my foot!" Li Jiaojiao took a step back, and immediately someone squeezed in front of her.

The second hand on the wall had only gone around a few times when Li Jiaojiao's foot had already been stepped on five or six times.

Li Jiaojiao clenched her fists, determined to get revenge after she bought the medicine.

Seeing the growing crowd, Li Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and squeezed into the throng.

It's very difficult to squeeze all the way to the front, but at least she wasn't pushed out.

"You stepped on my foot!" a man glared at her angrily.

Li Jiaojiao deliberately stepped on his foot: "Don't you look familiar? You stepped on me just now and didn't apologize. What's wrong with me stepping on you?"

The man recognized her voice; it was indeed the voice of the woman he had stepped on when he rushed in earlier.

He felt a little guilty: "But you shouldn't have stepped on it. I was just in a hurry."

What a joke, who here isn't anxious?

Before the man even got the medicine, he immediately disappeared into the crowd.

She found several more people in the crowd who had just stepped on her and hadn't apologized.

A fox that doesn't hold grudges isn't a good fox.

Li Jiaojiao tidied her slightly messy hair and walked out of the pharmacy to find Niu Dali and the others, looking refreshed.

Upon seeing her, Niu Dali immediately ran up to her: "I was about to go inside and look for you!"

"It's okay, there were a lot of people inside and we had to wait in line for a while," Li Jiaojiao said as she put the medicine in the car.

Shen Mingrong was already sitting in the car.

Niu Dali muttered, "No wonder it's a big city; there are so many people, yet people are still queuing up."

Li Jiaojiao was speechless for a moment; it turned out that not queuing was the norm.

On the way back, Li Jiaojiao told her not to ride too fast, as it would be too tiring, and that there was no rush to get back anyway.

After returning home in the dark, Li Jiaojiao prepared a room for herself on the second floor.

Shen Mingrong: "Why did you move to the second floor?"

"Because you didn't want to stay on the first floor, didn't I ask you on the way here?" Li Jiaojiao was folding the quilt in the guest room, while Shen Mingrong was standing at the door of the guest room.

It seems that Shen Mingrong does remember everything on the second floor, and he is capable of taking care of himself even though he cannot see.