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~www.mtlnovel.com~

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.