Chapter 311： Unlucky people have their own misfortunes

Pushing his bicycle, he had just stepped out of Walpole at the Broad Machinery Processing Factory. At a glance, he saw his friend Gene Chu at the entrance of the factory, sitting on the bicycle with one foot on the ground, browsing the Internet.

The dim light of the virtual screen shone on his face, making his dark face even brighter.

"Gene!" Walpole greeted quickly, pushing his bicycle and trotting over: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Wait, just come here!" Gene looked up, his eyes still had a trace of confusion, as if he was still immersed in the online world.

He scratched his head, only then did he remember something. He lifted a cloth bag from the basket and handed it over.

"Hey, the red bone doer you want! Unexpectedly, this thing can cure diseases. His uncle, I didn’t look for it before, and there are all over the mountains and plains. I’m looking for it now. I only found it after going over two hills. Damn it."

Walpole quickly took the bag and opened it. There was a wooden bowl in the bag. The bowl was filled with a bunch of red wild fruits the size of a bean.

In the local dialect, it is called Honggu Duoer.

But Internet Medical gave it a brand new scientific name-Shanyu.

"Thank you!" Walpole looked grateful.

"You're polite with me, right? Hey, what's going on with my lady?" Gene asked.

"It's okay. Since I took the medicine prescribed by Internet Medical, it has eased a lot. However, many people on the forum said that it is almost impossible to cure the disease and can only be relieved." Walpole was a little sad.

"Oh, it's not bad that it can be relieved. I'm awkward. After all, the auntie is here, right?"

"Ok!"

"Okay, tell me what medicinal materials are needed, by the way, don't go to the pharmacy to buy it. It's too expensive, and it's not easy to make a little hard-earned money. There are old and young, and small."

Genn patted Walpole on the shoulder and left on his bicycle.

Walpole looked at his friend riding away, then looked down at the cloth bag in his hand, and his heart suddenly became excited.

His old mother who has worked all his life has contracted asthma in the past two years.

This has always been a knot of his heart.

Because many old people in the village died because of this asthma.

He also sought medical advice, but unfortunately, the high consultation fee kept him away. I can only grab some earthwork and hang my mother's life.

Walpole always thought that the old mother would be like an old man in the village, and eventually died one night without breathing.

Don't want to, God bless you.

My mother was lucky, and she waited for Internet Medical and even Life Bank.

Through Internet Medical, he knew for the first time that his mother’s old problem was asthma, and for the first time saw a variety of prescriptions.

Please help me, you can steal book tickets like stealing food. Come steal the book tickets of your friends and vote for me.

Under the prescription of Internet Medical, the old mother's condition has eased a lot.

At least, it's no longer the panting that could be heard three miles apart.

After 　　 Life Bank went online, his mother's condition has improved a bit, and it is rare that he even slept well for a few nights.

It turned out that he uploaded his vitality to the Life Bank, and then transferred it to his old mother.

Although this little vitality is not much, let alone cures the disease, it can make the old mother sleep peacefully. For this alone, he is grateful to the **** of life.

It's a pity that he can't always send vitality to his mother, because extracting vitality has too much impact on the body.

Once he draws too much, he doesn’t think about working during the day.

As the pillar of the family, he can't live without work, so he can only take a small amount every day, save it for three to five days, use it once for the old mother, and get a good night's sleep, so that people can feel more comfortable.

He thought about it, and felt that he still had to rely on prescriptions.

So he has been collecting prescriptions and medicinal materials recommended by Internet Medical, and now he has finally gotten one of the main medicines.

How does this make him unexcited?

He has a hunch that his mother's asthma must be much better after taking medicine for a long time.

Thinking of this, Walpole stopped delaying, got on his bicycle, and hurried home with joy.

Walpole's family is located in a village called Licock on the outskirts of Gregg. The village is not far or near the city.

, if you run on your feet, it will take at least four hours to go back and forth.

is equivalent to two hours for a single trip.

In order to save time, Walpole gritted his teeth and bought a bicycle, which greatly reduced the journey time.

No, in less than an hour, the village is already in sight before the sun sets.

Not yet near the door, far away, he heard a hoarse cry and roar.

This made his heart burst, because the voice was faintly familiar.

When he turned a corner, the scenery in front of him made his mind suddenly blank and blank.

I saw the entire village residents, almost all of them gathered in front of his house, pointing to the courtyard.

The hysterical crying he heard before came from the courtyard.

"Walbol, you are back!"

"Oh, you can come back, quickly persuade your mother-in-law, I have been scolding for half an hour."

"I'll tell you something, you have to calm down, your son's finger was gnawed away by a mouse."

The villagers found that Walpole had returned, and immediately rushed over.

Their words made Walpole struck by lightning.

He squeezed through the crowd blankly, rushed to the gate of the courtyard, and saw the old mother sitting on the threshold of the hall with a blue nose and a swollen face.

His wife sat slumped in the yard, grabbing the ground with her head, and yelling hysterically.

"You are not dead, why don't you die, ah! Who told you to cook, I let you look at the child, I will go out in the blink of an eye! You see how the child has become ?"

The old woman next to her took Walpole's wife, expressing relief: "Don't say it, don't say it."

"Why can't I tell? You are only four months old, and your hands are gone. What should you do in this life? You talk about your old thing, and the baby cries like that. Can't you hear it at all? I think you are Deliberately, you are asking for your birthday, deliberately wanting to kill my son!"

Wife disheveled her hair, and her hysterical curse completely stunned Walpole, who was standing at the gate of the yard.

How could this be?

Before going out in the morning, he clearly remembered that his wife served his old mother tenderly. He didn't expect that after a day, he saw it again, it turned out to be this crazy scene.

"Stop scolding, your man is back." A neighbor yelled.

Walpole's wife who scolded wildly was stunned.

She turned her head to look at the courtyard gate, stared at the man blankly, and suddenly covered her face, leaned down, her shoulders twitched, and she cried silently.

The old mother, who had been sitting on the threshold in a daze, got up suddenly and was about to hit the door frame.

was grabbed by the neighboring women.

For a time, there was a mess at the scene.

"What the hell...what happened?" Walpole looked at his mother who was desperate for life, and his wife who was crying almost fainted. His spirits were about to collapse.

It took a long time for him to faintly learn the truth from his neighbor’s babbling.

It turned out that the wife went out to fetch water and let the old mother take a look at the sleeping child.

Don't want to, the old mother looked at the sun slanting, and then watched her grandson sleep soundly, and simply left to cook.

Unexpectedly, when his wife came back, she was horrified to find that a big mouse almost nibbled off his son's left finger, and the four-month-old baby was crying almost asphyxiated.

Then, there was this scene in front of me.

Of course, some of the wounds on the face of the old mother were hit by his wife, and some were hit by herself.

After listening to the neighbor's narration, Walpole looked at his son, who had been crying and fainted in the arms of his aunt next door.

To be honest, it was because his father died early, and he, who suffered so much, was almost collapsed at this moment!

He doesn’t know, is this mother’s fault?

Or blame the wife for not taking care of the children?

"Walbol persuaded the wife, stop arguing, saving the baby is the most important thing!" The old village chief stood up.

"Yes, yes, save the baby! Save the baby!" Walpole seemed to have finally found the target. He looked at the baby in babble, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold it.

However, he stretched his hands into the air, but froze.

Save the baby?

How can he save it?

Where can I help?

What can I do?

Looking for a priest?

Still looking for a magician?

But haven’t heard that priests can make a broken limb and regenerate?

As for the magician, you can meet but you can't ask for it. He doesn't know where to find them!

By the way, vitality!

A flash of light suddenly flashed through Walpole's mind.

Suddenly he knelt on the ground with a thump, and said to the folks in the village: "Please, everyone, please give me some vitality and save my baby. Now the only thing that can save him is vitality!"

The old village chief patted his thigh: "Yes, why didn't I expect it? Hurry up, everyone, get together."

The neighbors also rushed: "What vitality?" "Is the life bank?" "Is that thing useful?"

For a time, the scene was a mess.

However, under the organization of the village chief, everyone still transferred the accumulated vitality.

However, this seems to be the power of the whole village, but in fact it is very small.

On the one hand, outdated and pedantic concepts make quite a few people afraid and unwilling to extract vitality.

On the other hand, the few bold ones are also tempted by money. The vitality extracted has already been sold for money. Where is there left?

Because of this, he had a big deal, and only got the vitality of less than 6,000 standard units.

This also includes most of the vitality of the Walpoles.

When Walpole was operating the Life Bank to transfer this vitality to his son, there was an uproar at the scene.

"Oh, does it work?"

"Look, there are no more injuries on your face."

"Oh, my face is flushed."

The exclamation and joy of the villagers made Walpole's wife pale and hopeful.

She held her son, sat in the yard, and even violated the religious teachings of Wisdom, and prayed secretly to the God of Life.

"Let’s see how your hands are!" A neighbor became curious Walpole’s wife hurriedly opened the cotton cloth covering her hands, exposing them to the little fleshy hands in the setting sun. Several fingers are missing.

looks like a crop field that has been chopped off, so abrupt and eye-catching, even if the fracture has been scabbed.

"Puff--"

In this scene, Walpole seemed to have lost his strength and sat slumped on the ground.

Despair filled his mind and body.

"Ugh--"

There was a sigh around him, like a mountain, pressing in the hearts of the Walpoles.

He knows that his son's life... is over.

"Also, save!" A hoarse voice suddenly came out of Walpole's wife, and in an instant, it attracted the attention of countless people.

"The fingers have grown a little longer, and they have grown a little longer, I remember clearly! With more vitality, they will surely grow again." Walpole's wife said incoherently.

"Really?" Walpole was overjoyed, but his face suddenly paled again.

"Where can I get so much vitality? Only six thousand can grow this point. I don't think this is three or five million, it can't grow at all."

A small whisper came from the crowd. Although the voice was low, it spread clearly to everyone's ears.

"Use mine, then I will save my grandson!"

Outside the crowd, Walpole's old mother suddenly pleaded.