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

Reporter Xiao Wan sighed, "There are five people here, can't you help us clean up?"

Mrs. Lao Wan stood up with strength, "Forget it, everyone who comes is a guest, I'll take care of it."

Reporter Xiao Wan couldn't bear to let her old mother work so hard, "You should rest, otherwise you'll get dizzy again later, and I'll take care of it."

My son also works for half a day, but I don’t want him to do it, and I feel uncomfortable...

If she wanted to entertain relatives well, she had to sacrifice her son's rest time. Mrs. Wan endured the dizziness and went into the room to lie down.

As soon as she lay down, her niece-in-law knocked on the door with her child in her arms.

"Auntie, where is your laundry tub? Xiaobao just defecated in his crotch..."

Mrs. Lao Wan is very devastated. There are five of you raising children. Don’t you know how to take care of them in advance?

However, she was a very kind person, and thinking about the kind of disease her nephew Zhiqiang had, she finally got up, found a basin, poured water, and helped clean up.

Under the management of Mrs. Lao Wan and reporter Xiao Wan, the living room, kitchen and small yard have a completely new look.

The bathroom had just been cleaned, and my sister and her family came out, "Sister, you haven't rested yet. I still need your help with something."

"Is there anything else?"

"Isn't this Zhiqiang who wants to see a doctor? Do you know any good doctors? Can you introduce him to us?"

In a large hospital in a provincial capital, unless you have a relative working as a doctor there, you won't be able to gain connections.

Mrs. Wan hesitated for a moment and said, "I really don't know anyone. We see the doctor by ourselves, at the small clinic at the door. Dr. Chen is very good."

"Sister, what are you talking about? Do you have any sympathy? Zhiqiang is suffering from a serious disease. What will the doctor at the small clinic at the door look at?" The younger sister's voice became louder.

Weak people are pitiful, so we must help them.

Mrs. Wan only felt dizzy for a while. She still had no sympathy?

"Auntie, we really don't know the doctor. There are only a few big hospitals in the provincial capital, and there is also a very famous clinic. Decide which one to go to, and just register and queue up." Reporter Xiao Wan said while holding back his anger.

"Zhiyuan, we have come all the way here, how can we have time to queue up to register? You are a reporter. If you have the ability, can you help find someone and get us some numbers?"

"I can't get it. We have to register and queue up to see the doctor ourselves."

"Tch, I still refuse to help." Zhiqiang muttered, apparently very dissatisfied with reporter Xiaowan.

Reporter Xiao Wan was also angry. Just as he was about to lose his temper, Mrs. Wan held her down and said, "Zhiyuan, I'm a little dizzy. I'll go back to the house and lie down for a while."

When the couple returned to the house, reporter Xiao Wan was very angry, "Why are they so ignorant? We don't owe them anything?"

Mrs. Lao Wan sighed, "Forget it, he has patients at home, don't care about them."

"Then what should we do? Just let them continue to make trouble?"

"Aren't they here to see a doctor? After seeing the doctor, they will leave naturally." Mrs. Wan already knew her, and it was a mistake for her to let her sister and her family in.

But so what?Now that they have turned against each other, this relative will be completely unable to do it.

Reporter Xiao Wan gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll bear with it..."

It's easy to ask God but hard to send him away. Even though he repeatedly emphasized that it didn't matter that he didn't have any connections, his sister's family still blackmailed reporter Xiaowan.

Even when queuing up at the hospital, they have to drag reporter Xiao Wan along.

The sister pulled reporter Xiao Wan and begged, "I really have no choice. Zhiqiang is still young. If you don't help him, who will help him? Can you bear to watch him die?"

Reporter Xiao Wan had no choice but to ask, "Then where do you want to see a doctor? We have a very famous clinic here. In addition to the clinic, there is also a provincial hospital?"

"The clinic is privately run, but I'm afraid it's just what it seems, so we'd better go to the provincial hospital."

The registration queues at provincial hospitals are very regular.

Reporter Xiaowan registered, "Auntie, please come and line up alone, I still have to go to work."

"How long does this have to wait? Are there no scalpers?" my aunt asked naggingly.

Reporter Xiaowan really doesn’t know.

In the end, my aunt took action herself and bought an account from a scalper. "It costs ten yuan per account. Why don't they grab it?"

"Okay, it's good to have a number. It's just like this if no one helps. Go and see it quickly."

The aunt's family, as if they had forgotten reporter Xiao Wan, gathered around Zhiqiang and ran to see a doctor.

A feeling of being fooled came to reporter Xiao Wan's mind. Since he had already made up his mind to buy a high-priced ticket, why did he have to come to the hospital?

Isn't this tossing people?

Reporter Xiao Wan felt her blood rush to her head, and she had to endure it for a long time before swallowing it down.

If he loses his temper now, everything Mrs. Wan has done will be in vain.

So far, this kind-hearted mother and son are trying their best to maintain their relationship as relatives.

They don't know that their kindness is easy to bully in the eyes of others.

By the way, after everyone left, Mrs. Wan managed to get up and clean the house before cooking for everyone.

Everything in the west room belongs to my sister's family. I want to avoid suspicion, but Mrs. Wan doesn't want to touch it.

When she passed the window of the west room, she accidentally glanced inside and found that in the room where her nephew and his wife lived, there seemed to be a piece of clothing thrown under the bed...

Mrs. Wan rubbed her eyes again and again, and the more she looked at them, the more she felt that the clothes belonged to her son Zhiyuan.

Yesterday, she had snatched a piece of her son's clothes from her nephew Zhiqiang. Why did they still have it in the house?

Mrs. Wan was not superstitious, but she had heard the elders talk about it a lot since she was a child. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became, so she opened the door and went in to check.

This sight almost made Mrs. Wan furious.

What's under the bed is her son Zhiyuan's clothes. Mrs. Wan personally bought this sportswear for reporter Xiao Wan, so she remembers it clearly.

Now both sleeves of the sportswear have been cut off, and the body parts have also been cut off one by one...

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Wan picked up the tattered clothes, her whole body trembling.

There were no outsiders in the house, so the only ones who did this were my sister and her family.

Borrowing clothes and borrowing money, now they deliberately cut up reporter Xiao Wan's clothes, which is obviously out of good intentions.

How can there be such a person in the world?She regarded her younger sister's family as her relatives, and her younger sister's family regarded her as their scapegoat. Not only did they not appreciate it, they also wanted to harm her son.

Could it be that my sister’s family thought that if her son Zhiyuan was harmed, their family’s Zhiqiang would be fine?

Mrs. Lao Wan felt that her chest was completely clogged with anger. She picked up the tattered clothes and staggered out. She wanted to question her sister, what on earth did she want to do?

Unfortunately, before she could reach the door, Mrs. Wan's vision went dark and she fell to the ground.