Oops, Reborn 1980. The whole world learns medical skills from me.

Chapter 234 Kindness is not rewarded

Borrowing clothes and longevity means that people with stable fortunes cannot lend their clothes to people with weak fortunes, especially patients.

This will lend out your own health and luck as well.

In the past, when Zhiqiang was not sick, the old lady would not have minded giving away a few pieces of her son's clothes.

But now that Zhiqiang has cancer, Mrs. Wan is no longer willing.

Even if they are sisters, Mrs. Wan cannot gamble with her son's health.

They all say that feudal superstition is not trustworthy, but I can’t stand the older generation saying so.

When my sister's family came to visit with a patient, Old Mrs. Wan did not refuse and was determined to take care of the patient's food and shelter.

But if her sister wanted to borrow her son Zhiyuan's good luck, Mrs. Wan couldn't bear it.

"Hurry up and put it down. Zhiyuan doesn't like others touching his things." Old Mrs. Wan's face changed, and she snatched the clothes off in a few seconds.

"Okay, okay, don't move. We actually have clothes in our luggage, but it's troublesome to dig through it. Sister, don't be angry. I'm going to find clothes for Zhiqiang now."

My sister recognized her mistake very quickly. After returning the jacket, she went to pack her luggage.

The nephew's wife came over with the child in her arms and asked, "Auntie, which house should we live in?"

Four people, two couples and one child, occupy at least two rooms. Old Mrs. Wan thought for a while and said, "Let's live in the west wing."

Although her sister had violated the taboo when she first arrived, Mrs. Wan didn't think much about it.

No matter how you say it, the two are sisters after all, and she doesn't think the other party did it on purpose.

The two rooms in the west wing have been vacant all year round. Now someone wants to move in. Old Mrs. Wan follows the instructions and makes the bedding, and she is busy for a long time.

"Sister, I'm sorry to trouble you. Is it time to cook? I'll help you cook." The younger sister rolled up her sleeves and prepared to go into the kitchen.

Everyone here is a guest, and Mrs. Wan has no intention of asking her sister to help.

My sister didn't insist, so she took advantage of the situation and lay back on the bed, "Okay, then I'll take a rest. What happened to Zhiqiang, I didn't take a good rest either."

At this point, Mrs. Wan still sympathized more with the other party.

She looked at the time and saw that her son was coming back soon, so she hurriedly picked up the basket and went to buy groceries.

On the way to buy groceries, I met Dr. Chen. He was very well-mannered and didn't mention her stealing the wall. "Are you going to buy so many groceries?"

"Hi, there are relatives at home, from a small county town, coming to the city to see a doctor."

"Then we have to treat him well, the patient needs nutrition." Like Mrs. Wan, Dr. Chen also has a kind heart.

"By the way, I saw your girl..." After holding it back and holding it back, Mrs. Wan still couldn't hold it back and finally said this.

Old Doctor Chen stopped.

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask, does this girl want to learn a craft? If she wants to learn crochet or knit sweaters, she can learn from me." Mrs. Wan said what she was thinking in one breath.

That's it. Old Doctor Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I'll ask her."

"Ask me, crocheting sweaters is a handicraft, and it can be done around the house. It's quite suitable for your daughter to do.

Don’t underestimate handmade sweaters. Knitting a handmade sweater now costs more than a dozen dollars. "Old Mrs. Wan thought casually.

Old Doctor Chen understood that the other party wanted to teach Girl Mao a craft, and his expression became solemn, "I'll ask you when I get back."

Mrs. Wan did her good deeds without asking for anything in return. After saying a few words in a hurry, she went home with a basket to cook.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she frowned.

My sister's family came to visit and messed up the originally neat little courtyard.

When Old Mrs. Wan went out, they didn't clean it up. The child even threw two pieces of garbage on the ground. Now the yard is even more messy.

"This..." Old Mrs. Wan was a clean person. Seeing this situation, she could only put down the dishes and clean up first. After she finished cleaning up, the door to her sister's family's room was still closed.

Old Mrs. Wan had no choice but to go into the kitchen to cook. Who told her before that she would cook by herself without letting her sister interfere?I didn’t expect that people really didn’t care about anything.

Mrs. Wan is quite old and has some chronic diseases. When she and her son were alone in the past, his son would not let her work more.

She has been busy for a long time today, and Mrs. Wan has some back pain, but the meal is not ready yet, so she can only persist.

As soon as the food was cooked, reporter Xiao Wan came back, "Mom, the report was published, just as you said. Hey, why is our house so messy? Is anyone here?"

"Your aunt is here. Your cousin Zhiqiang is sick. Oh, what a sin. His illness..." Mrs. Wan rambled on, telling her sister's family the situation.

Reporter Xiao Wan thought thoughtfully, "Did he say which hospital he was going to for treatment? How long would it take for him to be treated? Why did the whole family come here?"

"I haven't had time to ask that yet."

"Aren't you very unhappy with my aunt? Why is she still here?"

"Someone in the family is sick, please understand."

Reporter Xiao Wan remained silent. His mother is a kind-hearted person.

With the help of his son, the meal was quickly prepared. When the meal was on the table, reporter Xiao Wan went to call for help.

He knocked on the door of the west wing and saw his cousin Zhiqiang wearing his own jacket at a glance. Reporter Xiao Wan's face fell immediately, "Cousin, what are you wearing...?"

"Cousin, it's a bit cold outside. I'll wear whatever I want. Look, even with my clothes on, I didn't get them dirty for you." Cousin Zhiqiang said with a smile and had no intention of returning the jacket to reporter Xiao Wan.

After all, we are cousins, so it’s not easy for reporter Xiao Wan to take off his clothes, but he feels very uncomfortable.

My grandma has been talking about borrowing clothes, borrowing longevity, borrowing money, borrowing luck since she was a child, so that children should not lend things to others easily.

Reporter Xiao Wan always felt a chill on his back when Zhiqiang came to visit him with this disease and still wore his clothes.

At this time, Mrs. Lao Wan's sister also went out. She glanced at her son and said, "Why are you wearing Zhiyuan's clothes again? Take them off quickly and let your aunt see her. She should be angry again."

"What age are you in, and you still practice feudal superstition?" Cousin Zhiqiang was very unhappy, but he still took off his jacket.

Reporter Xiao Wan snatched the jacket, and his first reaction was that the clothes needed to be washed well.

There are many kind people in this world, but no matter how kind they are, they must first protect their own safety and health.

No one wants to trade their own health for someone else’s.

It can be said that when my sister and her family first arrived, they violated Mrs. Wan's taboo.

When reporter Xiaowan got the clothes, he didn't dare to put them in the closet again. He thought about washing them before talking.

The dinner was very rich, with meat and vegetables, but my sister was not satisfied. "Sister, you don't know that Zhiqiang is sick. These dishes are too salty and greasy, and he can't eat them. He has to eat something light."

Mrs. Wan frowned, "What should we do?"

"I'll stir-fry some green vegetables for him. Remember, when you stew meat next time, boil it with water and don't add these chili peppers or sauce."

Mrs. Wan agreed, and then she realized belatedly that she had invited trouble into the house...

Just like that, my sister started cooking again, and after a long time of work, she prepared a plate of light dishes, and then everyone had their meal.

Mrs. Wan breathed a sigh of relief. After finishing the meal, she should be able to take a good rest. Unexpectedly, as soon as she put down her chopsticks, her sister and her family disappeared.

Seeing the greasy dishes and chopsticks on the table, Mrs. Wan was dumbfounded. Is it her business to clean up the aftermath?