Chapter 1974: 1904 Talent? Illness?

1904 Talent? Illness?

Su Yun laughed loudly, "You really have extraordinary talent, I envy and admire you!"

The middle-aged woman didn't detect the mockery in Su Yun's words, but proudly said, "Well, my former homeroom teacher used to say the same thing about me."

"Former homeroom teacher?"

"When I first showed this condition as a child, my family thought I was sick and abandoned me." The middle-aged woman said this without sorrow or joy.

Zheng Ren observed that perhaps too much time had passed, the inner wounds had long been healed, or she had buried this sorrow deep, deep, unwilling to reveal it lightly.

"Later, a circus troupe leader took me in, saying I had extraordinary talent, gave me food, and let me follow the troupe south and north."

"Later the circus troupe couldn't survive, but the former leader still brought me along. Afterwards he fell ill, I cared for him three years, and in the end there came that day." The middle-aged woman said this flatly, without a ripple.

"You never went to the hospital to check?" Zheng Ren asked.

The bitter story meant nothing to Zheng Ren. In the hospital, if you wanted to see, you'd basically be filled with such bitterness every day.

If you want to feel more spirited, once you adopt a positive, sunny outlook, you must learn to forget.

"I don't have any illness..." The middle-aged woman felt contempt for Zheng Ren's constant questioning.

But after years of wandering the martial world, one could still tell the basics of her brow and eye level.

Our team leader is a tough character.

But in front of Chief Zheng, he acts like a total third grandson, not daring to show off at all.

Although this person looks young, he's definitely not someone she can provoke, and the woman is well aware of that.

"Chief Zheng, Chief Zheng, I took her to see a doctor once." Dahungya began to boast, "We're also kind-hearted people; I think she's ill, how could we delay? You agree, right."

"What did the doctor say?"

"We started considering whether it was epilepsy. Then she had a seizure and could still clearly say when it would happen. But at the time the doctor was frightened silly, and she almost knelt..." As he spoke, Dahungya realized he'd misspoken, immediately corrected himself, and stopped.

"You went to the doctor at the affiliated hospital?" Zheng Ren frowned, saying that shouldn't be the case.

"No, no." Dahungya said: "I took her back to my hometown to see our local divine doctor."

"..." Zheng Ren has always had objections to divine doctors.

This is all completely unrelated.

"Chief Zheng, our divine doctor... anyway, she's talented, heaven feeds her, I've brought her here."

"You're targeting urban white-collar workers at the operating room door?" Su Yun said disdainfully.

"Hey, Yun Ge'er, what you say." Dahungya replied: "The more these people wear suits and leather shoes, the more fragile they are, right?"

"Fragile?"

"Yeah, each of them thinks they've struggled in Di Du and Modu, already living like human beings. When a family member gets sick and goes into the operating room, the whole person is dazed." Dahungya spoke at length, somewhat proudly.

"I'm also giving them psychological counseling, helping the hospital relieve worries."

Seeing Dahungya spouting nonsense, Zheng Ren grew angrier the more he listened, yet although he was angry, he also found it somewhat amusing.

This guy's mustache twitched lively as he spoke, flying up and down.

"I'm telling the truth, Chief Zheng, don't think I'm greedy for money, caring nothing for anything else to earn a buck; I also consider this doing good and accumulating virtue." Dahungya defended himself.

Zheng Ren felt helpless; this person is truly a rascal.

"Usually they sit at the operating room door, dazed. Look at their attire and you know they've never suffered much, they're very affected." Dahungya said: "During this time, I've seen in the hospital many elderly people who worked hard all their lives, sending their children to Di Du, Modu, and Pengcheng, yet when they themselves grow old and sick, few can return to care for them."

"After feeling my way around, I realized this is a path." Dahungya said: "I happened to meet Aunt Si, and I dragged her to give this group a lesson."

Zheng Ren looked at Dahungya, and Dahungya felt Zheng Lao Ban's gaze like a mountain, pressing so hard he could barely breathe.

He dared not meet Zheng Ren's eyes, lowered his head, and continued speaking.

"Actually, it's simple: Aunt Si can sense when she will change shape and voice. As long as she senses it, a change basically occurs within ten minutes."

"Don't spout nonsense, science, do you understand science?" Su Yun said dismissively on the side: "Still talking about shape-shifting and voice-changing, what nonsense."

"Yes, yes, yes." Dahungya said three yeses in a row, not daring to talk back.

"Keep talking!" Su Yun urged him after he fell silent.

This is quite interesting; Su Yun is also very interested.

"We'll observe first, mainly looking outside the operating room for people who work in the CBD of Di Du and Modu. They have a little money, busy there, and after finishing surgery here they must leave."

"Aunt Si goes to talk to them; basically four or five out of ten will agree. Then my people stand aside to block other patients' families from entering." Dahungya didn't hide it: "We just wait for Aunt Si to change shape."

"I've told you it's not shape-shifting, it's illness!" Zheng Ren emphasized unhappily.

"Chief Zheng, yes, yes, it's illness." Dahungya hurriedly said: "When Aunt Si gets sick, then basically anyone who sees her ends up dazed, frightened out of their wits."

As he spoke, Dahungya glanced at Hua Ying Ying's pants and gave a few hehehe sinister chuckles.

"Talk about it!"

"Oh oh, if you don't come, my underlings will come. He wears a security uniform and still has some persuasiveness."

"He'll confirm Aunt Si's identity, you know—kneeling and kowtowing, or fabricating a tragic scene. In short, he must show the body suffered great trauma, making continuation difficult."

"Team leader, I have a feeling again." Saying this, the middle-aged woman interjected.

"You damn shut up!" Dahungya had no respect for the middle-aged woman, his dog face changing at will.

"You can imagine, they're scared into this state, plus the guard's suggestion, they'll surely be convinced." Dahungya said: "Then we let them take some money, give them disaster relief, and tell them they must stay until the elderly person is discharged."

Zheng Ren shook his head slightly.

"If they have more money, like today's case, Aunt Si will still look for a chance to go once more, change... fall ill for her to see." After speaking, Dahungya put on a pitiful expression: "Chief Zheng, I've said everything; anyway, the patient's family ends up happy, I didn't squeeze them for money. A few thousand dollars, for those wearing Chanel, is just like getting a facial."