I can hardly hide my alien identity

Chapter 91 Magical Medicine
"What did you just say?" Yang Bowen's eyes widened in disbelief, staring straight at his father.

Uncle Yang looked a little scared, and nervously held his wife's hand, "Xiuqin..."

"Don't scare him." Fang Xiuqin was gentle, but implied a warning.

Yang Bowen: Well, he is redundant.

Between the father and the child, his mother's first choice will always be his father.

Humph, that's great, who doesn't have an intimate partner yet.

But issues of principle must never be compromised.

Yang Bowen: "Mom, you also let him mess around? Just those messy medicines that Dad bought. I don't know if they are toxic or not. How can you take them?"

Fang Xiuqin: "It's all your father's wish."

"You see, he is confused. He knows that I am sick and remembers to buy me medicine."

"I don't eat, he has to worry."

Yang Bowen was anxious and angry, he couldn't control his father, and he couldn't persuade his mother. It's useless for him to die of anger now.

The old couple are happily holding hands and looking at each other.

No matter the child is anxious to get angry.

"Son, hurry up and buy some porridge for your mother, she will definitely eat it later." Uncle Yang said happily.

Yang Bowen looked at his mother, Fang Xiuqin nodded, "Then buy some."

She is now at the advanced stage of gastric cancer and has had difficulty eating for a long time.Eating was torture for her.

But seeing his wife's happy appearance, Fang Xiuqin still couldn't bear to let him down.

The porridge was bought, and under the urging of Uncle Yang, Fang Xiuqin took a sip.

She was ready to vomit.

Unexpectedly, the sweet rice porridge immediately opened up her appetite, and the long-lost hunger swept over her.

He didn't stop taking one mouthful after another, and unknowingly finished a large bowl of porridge, and licked his lips unsatisfied.

After realizing it, Fang Xiuqin was a little embarrassed.

Uncle Yang smiled, "Let me tell you, you can eat after taking the medicine, and the person will be fine after eating."

Yang Bowen was shocked, his voice trembling, "Dad, what kind of medicine did you give Mom?"

"Strong pill."

Yang Bowen: This sounds unreliable, like a fake pill on a street stall, claiming to cure all diseases.

Yang Bowen didn't believe it, but he couldn't bear the greedy eyes of the young man in the next bed.

The young man looked at the old lady who was more seriously ill than himself and showed off a bowl of porridge in one breath, tears of envy were about to fall.

Is he hungry for porridge?No, what he is greedy for is the life value.

"Master, do you still have that medicine? I can pay double, no, triple the money to buy it."

Yang Bowen: "..."

Young man, I advise you to calm down.

When a person is in a desperate situation, he wants to grab as long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if he knows it is false.

Uncle Yang was proud, and took out a black sesame ball from his arms, "Here, 2000 yuan a piece."

"Young man has vision, he took the medicine until he recovered from his illness."

Uncle Yang dared to sell it, but Yang Bowen didn't dare, "Dad, don't be fooled."

The young man's weak body burst out with great strength, and he hugged Yang Bowen's thigh, "Brother, please sell it to me for 2000 yuan, or else...or 3000 yuan is also fine."

The usual three meals a day for ordinary people is a luxury for him.

It never occurred to him that he would dream of a bowl of porridge before, any more than he could have predicted that he would develop stomach cancer at a young age.

In order to work, I overdraw my physical capital infinitely, and I regret it now.

"Brother, please... I can sign a guarantee, and if there is any accident in the future, I will never trouble you."

Yang Bowen firmly disagreed, "It's not about this..."

The young man was so thin that he lost his appearance, his body was so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind, and he could snatch the black ball from Uncle Yang's hand with lightning speed, and swallowed it whole.

"Brother, I ate it." The young man opened his sunken eyes and looked at Yang Bowen proudly.

Then he took out his mobile phone and ordered... plain porridge from a porridge shop with the best reviews on the takeaway platform.

Yang Bowen was speechless, "Xiao Zhou, I think I heard you said that you graduated from 985 college."

Wake up, this is a real fake medicine, 3000 a piece, those who buy it are not afraid, but those who sell it tremble.

Xiao Zhou is inexplicable: I graduated from 985, does it have anything to do with my desire to earn my life?
He was really driven to a desperate situation, the cancer cells in his body had spread, and he could live well in a few days.

Anyway, the goods will be available in a few days, so try it out.

Xiao Zhou didn't really think that he could get better, but intellectually knew that it was absolutely impossible.

Emotionally, I fantasize that there may be hope.

Xiao Zhou's gaze involuntarily turned to Grandma Fang in the next bed.

Damn, she's eating fruit?

Uncle Yang shook his hands and fed the peeled oranges into the old wife's mouth petal by petal.

Watching her eat, her face is full of happiness.

08:30, rounds time.

Hulala, the strongest white-clothed celestial group makes its debut.

Behind them followed a group of interns, Gui Peisheng, who surrounded the entire ward with water.

Seeing Fang Xiuqin eating, a group of people stared at her.

Watching her finish eating oranges, bananas, and a pack of soft pastries suitable for the elderly.

"The old lady has such a good appetite." Someone couldn't help sighing.

"I remember correctly, this is the Department of Gastroenterology...3 beds are..." The speaker quickly looked at the patient's information.

It's definitely late gastric cancer.

Seeing the doctor, Uncle Yang flaunted anxiously, "Xiuqin is already cured, we won't be staying here anymore, she will come home with me later."

"Grandma Fang is ready?"

"Yes, I've given her the magical medicine - Dali Pill." Uncle Yang was extremely proud.

All the doctors present:  …
Yang Bowen next to him was embarrassed and wanted to get into a hole in the ground.

Attending doctor: "I understand the urgency of the family members, but it's best not to try the so-called folk remedies outside."

In the next few days, under the witness of all the doctors in the Department of Gastroenterology, Fang Xiuqin and Xiao Zhou recovered miraculously and quickly.

Every day gets better.

The 5 beds with the lightest symptoms in the ward suddenly deteriorated this morning and died after rescue failed.

And Xiao Zhou, who was the most seriously ill and was given a death notice by the doctor, was coiled on the hospital bed, holding a chicken leg in his left hand and an apple in his right.

The cheeks are much plumper, and it is very different from the thin and skeleton-like appearance before.

The patients in other wards, like the sharks who smelled blood, directly blocked the mouth of the ward.

A man who is seriously ill and can't even walk will be carried by his family members.

A group of people stared at Fang Xiuqin and Xiao Zhou with green eyes like hungry wolves.

That's right, it's creepy.

Yang Bowen was taken aback, "You, what do you want to do?"

With a plop, the person in the front knelt firmly on the ground, "Can you share your medicine with me?"

(End of this chapter)