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Auntie Shen was frightened by Zhang Cuihua's actions. She subconsciously looked at Shen Wangxin and asked in bewilderment, "Who is it?"

"Listening to this knock on the door, it doesn't seem like they are here to cause trouble." Shen Wangxin gestured for Auntie Shen to wait in the yard while she opened the back door.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a young man of about 14 or 15 years old. He was gentle and weak looking, and the way he looked at Shen Wangxin also seemed to shrink in fear.

The sound of Shen Wangxin opening the door gave him a fright. He thought that no one was home, so he decided to leave.

But after seeing Shen Wangxin, he still composed himself and asked, "…" You bought your uncle's house? "

Shen Wangxin nodded. Auntie Shen asked from behind, "Ah Xian, you came back from the county's private school?"

So she was studying outside. Shen Wangxin understood in her heart that no wonder he didn't recognize her. However, based on the way he addressed the previous owner, this person seemed to be Zhang Cuihua's son?

Shen Wangxin sized him up for a moment. He really didn't look like Zhang Cuihua at all. They were neither in shape nor character. I really don't understand how someone like Zhang Cuihua could have such a cultured son.

"My father's legs aren't that good. I'm not a scholar …" Ah Xian lowered his head, the expression on his face was unnatural, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito.

However, it was clear that he wasn't willing to talk about this topic further. Instead, he asked, "Auntie Shen, I came to ask if you've seen my mother before. Early this morning, she said that she was going to capture the thief who picked the vegetables in our house, but she still hasn't come back yet. "

"This …" Auntie Shen didn't know how to answer him.

Zhang Cuihua was indeed irritating, but she somehow gave birth to a son, which made it difficult for people to dislike her. She couldn't possibly say that Zhang Cuihua had been sent to the county magistrate's office by her and Shen Wangxin, right?

Shen Wangxin sighed. It seemed that she had no choice but to say this. She coughed and said, "Since she is your mother, you should know her character." "I just moved into this courtyard and thought the food in the garden was left behind by your uncle, so I picked some …"

Shen Wangxin didn't continue her sentence.

Ah Xian was stunned at first, but did not show any expression of surprise. He looked at Shen Wangxin with uncertainty, as if someone had pulled her soul out of her body.

"I can't reason with your mother. She broke into my house to rob, so I had to report her." Shen Wangxin explained awkwardly, "If you don't believe me, go and see if your mother has some copper coins wrapped in red strings in her hands."

Ah Xian naturally knew where Zhang Cuihua had gone.

He didn't answer Shen Wangxin's words and walked into the house with a faint, absent-minded expression.

Shen Wangxin closed the door and frowned when she saw Auntie Shen. She murmured, "Ah Xian has a mother like Zhang Cuihua. I don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster."

Shen Wangxin was more concerned about Ah Xian's father's illness. As a doctor, he was naturally more sensitive to it than others.

"I forgot that you're a doctor, Xin." Auntie Shen walked into the kitchen and took a basin to the well. She got a bucket of water and washed the eggplants Shen Wangxin had picked that morning.

Shen Wangxin also rolled up her sleeves and helped Auntie Shen find some rice.

Auntie Shen quickly pulled her away and brought the bowl of rice in front of her. With your hands, you should be able to treat people's blood vessels and cure their illnesses. Isn't it a waste for you to use it for such menial tasks? "

Shen Wangxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Third Grandmother, the clinic hasn't opened up yet. When the clinic opens, there will be a lot of things that you can help me with. I'll help you find some rice now. "

Auntie Shen looked at Shen Wangxin with a beaming smile and said, "Your daughter is still the most considerate. How can our family have such a terrible brat!"

"Third Grandmother, tell me about Ah Xian's dad's illness." Seeing that Auntie Shen's waist wasn't good, Shen Wangxin went to the kitchen and brought over a small horse for lighting the fire, making Auntie Shen more comfortable to sit on.

"It hasn't been a day or two since Old Chen's legs were bad. Quite a few doctors have called him a rotten leg." She took quite a lot of the medicine that she had prescribed, but it never went away. A few years ago, she couldn't even cook it on the floor anymore, so her whole family was supported by Zhang Cuihua alone. " Auntie Shen quickly washed the eggplant and put it in a clean basket beside her.

"His only son is studying in the academy, so he can't help. Originally, when Zhang Cuihua first married into our Xitou Village, she was also different. Later on, Old Chen's head and legs fell off. But what kind of material was Ah Xian for reading? Didn't he just come back from the academy? "I can't pick my shoulder now, and I can't pick my hand now. I don't know how I'll live in the future."

Auntie Shen continued to talk about the Chen Family.

Shen Wangxin nodded and didn't say anything, but she had an idea in her heart. Old rotten legs are a popular term, using their traditional Chinese name is gangrene, in fact, the skin of the legs is festering. At the beginning, gangrene was only a burning pain in his calves. If he had treated it promptly at this time, it wouldn't have developed to the point where it was festering.

However, the medical conditions in this ancient countryside couldn't be compared to the modern society. One would have to endure any minor ailments and minor pains. Those who didn't know medicine knew that Old Chen had rotten legs, so his illness was not optimistic.

Hearing Auntie Shen's words, Old Chen had been sick for several years. According to her previous experience, she was lucky not to have her limbs amputated.

"What's wrong, Xin? You can cure Old Chen's illness? " Auntie Shen was a warm-hearted person. Even though she hated Zhang Cuihua, she didn't hate the Chen Family father and son along with them. She still held some sympathy towards Old Chen.

"We'll only know if it can be cured after we see it." Shen Wangxin shook her head and looked at the chimney coming out from the wall next door. Black smoke was coming out from the chimney. "But we are at odds with their family. Whether they want to treat us or not is another matter."

Hearing what Shen Wangxin said, Auntie Shen repeatedly said that she thought too little of it. It would be great if she could really cure him, but she had already seen how difficult it was for Old Chen to cure her. If something happened, wouldn't Zhang Cuihua find a chance to destroy Shen Wangxin's house?

"Then I guess I won't need a doctor." Auntie Shen waved her hand and said, "We are opening a medical clinic, not a good one. If we were to put ourselves together for someone else, there wouldn't even be a place for us to cry."

"That's not it?" Shen Wangxin carried the eggplant out to the kitchen and cut it into pieces on the chopping board.

Auntie Shen scooped up the rice, put it into the rice bucket and steamed it in the pot with a bamboo frame. Shen Wangxin sat beside the stove and lit a fire. After dinner was ready, she had a nice meal and a hot bath in the bathroom. Only then did she go to bed.