Dressed as an evil mother-in-law, I will clean up and take the whole family away

Huang Liang hurriedly squeezed in, grabbed grandma's hand and comforted her warmly: "Grandma, it's okay. Don't worry. I've invited the most powerful doctor here. She can cure Ziming's leg."

The old woman stretched out her hand to catch her but missed it once. Lin Ling quickly raised her hand and grabbed her and said softly: "Don't worry, grandma, I will cure your grandson."

"Thank you, thank you." The old woman only repeated this sentence, and the tears fell down, passing through the ravines on her face before falling onto the quilt.

Lin Ling couldn't bear to see it, so she got up and walked out of the room. She saw the doctor writing a note, and just glanced at it before going to Wang Ziming's room.

The doctor inserted the needle into the acupuncture point and just remembered it, and quickly followed in.

Lin Ling didn't take a closer look just now, but when she took a closer look, she realized that this prince was an honest and a bit slow person, and when he saw her face, she turned red and started to bleed, and he didn't even dare to look directly at her.

Now she asked in a trembling voice: "Is my grandma okay? Yes, I'm sorry, I beat your son and you still don't hold grudges."

"If I don't hold grudges, will your feet become paralyzed?" Lin Ling sat down, lifted up the quilt, and lifted up his trouser legs. Seeing that his body was stiff, she chose to ignore it and reached out to touch his muscles.

Not knowing where he pressed it, Wang Ziming screamed in pain and said with joy on his face: "I feel it!"

Lin Ling took out silver needles, soaked them in strong alcohol and sterilized them, and then inserted them into the acupuncture points on his legs and waist.

"These will cause damage. You won't be able to do heavy work for at least half a month. This will give you a long memory. Think carefully before doing bad things in the future."

Poor people must be hateful, she sighed and concentrated on treatment.

The doctor was at the side, also paying full attention to the note.

About half an hour later, Huang Liang helped the old lady to the door, stretched his neck and looked inside.

The space was so big that Lin Ling was so crowded that she could hardly breathe. But when she looked up and saw the old man's stooped body, which was as thin as a ten-year-old child, her heart ached.

"Grandma, I will give you some injections later and prescribe some medicine to relieve your eye symptoms."

The doctor was stunned, and his face darkened a bit. This woman would actually use her own medicine as a favor.

As soon as he thought about it, Lin Ling turned to look at Wang Ziming: "There is no consultation fee, but the medicine money will be paid."

"As long as it can be cured, I will give you any money!" Knowing that his grandma could cure his eyes, Wang Ziming was dazzled by joy.

Huang Liang hit the bottom with one sentence: "How do you have money? Shopkeeper Wen deducted three months' wages from you." He glanced at Lin Ling as he spoke.

The two of them were together, so naturally both of them were detained. He told Lin Ling that he didn't want to be held by her anymore.

Wang Ziming hesitated for a moment, then raised his voice and said: "Then I will write an IOU and my grandma's eyes must be cured."

He was filial, but it was a pity that he was with the wrong person.

Lin Ling calculated that it was almost time, pulled out the silver needle for disinfection, and then told the doctor: "Rehmannia glutinosa, Polygonum multiflorum, Tribulus terrestris... 10g each of calamus, Prunella vulgaris, cassia seed... 30g each of living magnet, 6g Bupleurum, Chanyi 10g, licorice 5g.”

With each additional name of the medicine, the hearts of Wang Ziming, the old lady and Huang Liang were sinking.

There are 21 types in total. How much does it cost?

Wang Ziming was mute for a moment, then lowered his voice, just to let Lin Ling hear: "If you don't want to work hard, you can do anything."

"Including dying?" Lin Ling became interested.

It can be seen that the old woman’s ears are not very good and she cannot hear clearly.

Wang Ziming looked at his grandmother who had raised him since childhood and nodded: "Yes."

Huang Liang was shocked.

Lin Ling patted the non-existent dust on her hands. After seeing that the doctor had grabbed two packs of medicine, she prescribed it to Wang Ziming alone. After grabbing them all, she asked, "How much?"

"A total of fifty coins."

The doctor deliberately told: "Cost price." Wang Ziming lowered his head and clenched his fists, unable to bear the pain at this moment.

Huang Liangyou, but after lending his money, can Ziming really repay it? All the money he earned over the years has been used to treat his grandmother's illness, otherwise he wouldn't have still not married at the age of twenty-eight. What about the future? Who knows when grandma will die?

His silence made Wang Ziming's heart sink even more.

"No." Lin Ling paid for it out of her own pocket. Looking at the shocked looks on several people's faces, she waved her hands and said, "Didn't he sell his life to me? Fifty cents is worth it."

After saying that, she got up and walked out. When she reached the door, she reminded: "Come to me when you can leave."

As for coming or not, it depends.

Anyway, all the guilt in her heart had dissipated, so she walked out of the house with the doctor and went directly back to the medicine hall.

The courtyard door was immediately closed.

Wang Ziming quickly took his grandma back to the room and ran back to Wang Ziming and said, "Are you crazy? Where can you find such a high-paying job if you don't go to Mipu? You don't want to support your grandma anymore? The house is not rented anymore?"

After several questions in a row, the prince was confused. But when he returned to Mipu, he would definitely have to deal with his benefactor. He took a deep breath and said, "There is no perfect way."

"I think you are just daydreaming!" Huang Liang hated the fact that iron cannot be made into steel. Thinking of shopkeeper Wen's instructions, he felt that things had turned around: "The shopkeeper asked me to come back to please their family and then kill them all after gaining their trust. Now you rely on selling You have gained trust so badly, why not help the shopkeeper? Not only will you not have to deduct your wages, but you will also get a huge reward."

"Huang Liang." Wang Ziming felt as if he had met him for the first time. Too many complex emotions flashed through his eyes, and in the end only disappointment remained: "She saved our lives. There is no way I can hurt her."

"She paralyzed you, what can save you?"

"That's what I asked for. I hurt her son first!"

"I really can't explain it to you. It's up to you. Just wait for the shopkeeper to take revenge!"

Huang Liang smashed the door angrily and left.

Wang Ziming looked at the swinging door, and the broken light in his eyes turned gray.

In the medicine hall at this time.

The doctor changed his previous distant and polite attitude and followed Lin Ling like a follower: "Doctor Lin, can you teach me your acupuncture technique? I'll pay the tuition."

Most medical studies are passed down from family. What he learned was to treat diseases and save people, not acupuncture.

He has also seen others perform acupuncture, but this is the first time he has done so well.

Tired of being pestered, Lin Ling simply said nothing.

"How about you find the acupuncture points first and remember the function of each one?"

"what?"

The doctor died instantly, more than 300 people died!

Seeing that he stopped following, Lin Ling paid for the medicine and the three of them returned to the inn.

We had originally booked two rooms, but after Mrs. Yu left, Gu Panhui went to live there.

Lin Ling and Gu Qingshan were in the same room, and when they were about to say something, the waiter came to tell them that someone was looking for them downstairs.

Lin Ling and Gu Qingshan walked out of the house together. When they glanced down, they saw Wang Ziming standing at the door with a cane.

Because of the inconvenience in his legs and feet, he could only look up at them and then at his own feet.

The two of them went downstairs, found a seat in the corner, and ordered a pot of tea.

When Wang Ziming sat down, he almost knocked over his tea cup and glanced around in panic.