Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 584 God’s Punishment

"You beast..." The severe pain made Jiang Guangyi cover his face immediately, and he opened his mouth to curse.

But because he was afraid of angering Fang Silang, he swallowed the new word halfway through his scolding.

"Okay, let's go now." Jiang Guangyi couldn't bear it any longer.

He took Fang Silang and left the village.

He was beaten black and blue by Fang Silang these days, and was seen by the villagers when he came out.

Seeing the mockery in their eyes, Jiang Guangyi wished he could dig three feet into the ground and hide.

When he was the village chief and patriarch, everyone looked up to him. But now he is nothing and these people are laughing at him.

Jiang Guangyi felt so upset.

"What happened to Jiang Guangyi? I haven't seen him for a few days. How come he is so injured? Was he beaten by someone?"

"You don't know how far away you live. My home is right behind his. From day to night, I can hear the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling. At first I thought it was a couple fighting, but then I listened carefully and found that the sound was made by Sanniu.

I guess it was a fool who beat her, and also beat Jiang Guangyi. Did you see his face? I understand now. I guess the noises I heard these days all came from his house, tut tut. "

Jiang Guangyi's neighbor interrupted.

"What? Who dares to hit him? Didn't Jiang Guangyi's eldest son get adopted? And the youngest son died with his mother. There are only three people in the family. Who can hit him? Do you think the crazy Zhou Gai'er or the crippled Sanniu can hit him? How dare a woman hit a man? Are you thinking of rebelling against heaven?"

"Of course it's not the two of them. You forgot that there is a fourth person in the Jiang family."

The woman holding the carrying pole pointed at the two men's backs and whispered.

"You mean that idiot? Fang Silang? He was the one who beat him? That's impossible?"

"Yeah, how dare a fool hit someone? When he was caught by Jiang Cheng and Jiang Meng that day, he cried like a woman. How dare he hit someone in this state?"

"Don't disbelieve me. I just saw Sanniu. Her face was covered with wounds. Both the grandparents and grandchildren were beaten so badly. It couldn't have been Zhou Gaier who beat them. Since she went crazy, Jiang Guangyi never gave her enough food. How could she have any strength when she was so thin? But look carefully at this idiot. There are no wounds on his face. It must be him who beat him."

"Tsk tsk, how come people get more stupid as they get older? Just because he insisted on going against the Fubao family, look, every family in the village is getting better and better, but Jiang Guangyi's family is living worse than before. Now they have brought a fool home to raise, feeding him with good food and drink, and even beat up their own people like this. Isn't this asking for trouble?"

"That's right, isn't it? There must be something wrong with his ancestral grave, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen to this point. When he was the village chief, he was so glorious. If anyone dared to say anything bad about him, he would immediately make things difficult for you."

"What does it have to do with the ancestral grave? This is retribution! Have you forgotten? Previously, his Sanniu almost drowned Fubao. Fortunately, Fubao was blessed with a good life, otherwise there would not be the current Jiang Xiao Miraculous Doctor. It is estimated that Fubao was really a fairy in heaven in her previous life. Sanniu harmed her, so God punished her."

Several women gathered together and gossiped, muttering to themselves all the time.

The more they talked about it, the more frightened they felt.

"It seems so. Ever since that incident was spread throughout the village by Zhang, Jiang Guangyi has been having troubles. His eldest son wanted to be adopted, and Zhou Gai'er's sons died one after another. It's as if God wants to force Jiang Guangyi to have no descendants. And look at Sanniu, her legs are also lame. Tsk tsk, this must be retribution."

"Oh, luckily I never had any conflicts with the village chief's family before. God bless me, I have never done anything bad. I have always been polite to Fubao."

"I will listen to the village chief in everything from now on. People should still do good things. If you do too many immoral things, your whole family will die without knowing it."

Several people thought of the miserable situation of Jiang Guangyi's family now.

Everyone was trembling with fear, fearing that God was punishing the wrong people, and they quickly bowed to God.

Jiang Fubao, who was at the center of the topic, had just walked from his home to the clinic.

As soon as I entered, I saw three patients waiting in the clinic.

"Master——"

"Master, you are here——"

Chen Hongxia and Shao Siyou shouted together.

When the three heard this, they turned around and looked at Jiang Fubao.

"Is this the little miracle doctor?"

One of them asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's me." Jiang Fubao nodded and sat down.

That man took the lead and sat on the chair opposite Jiang Fubao. The other two looked a little unhappy, but didn't say anything.

Continue to sit down and queue.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Fubao asked while taking the patient's pulse.

"My throat has been uncomfortable recently. I always feel like there is phlegm in it. I can't swallow it, but I can't spit it out either. I feel very uncomfortable when I rest at night. Little doctor, do you have a prescription that can cure me?" The man cleared his throat and said in a hoarse voice.

"Do you like sweets on weekdays?" When the man spoke, Jiang Fubao's expression did not have the immaturity of a young girl at all.

She looked mature, like an old doctor who had been practicing medicine for decades, which made the man feel at ease instantly.

"Yes, I love sweets. My family's ancestral home is in Jiangnan. As far as I can remember, sugar has to be added to all the dishes at home. I can't eat without sugar. I also like to drink sweet tea after meals, and I eat cakes every day."

"Sweet tea?" Jiang Fubao looked confused. She had never heard of sweet tea. What was it?

And the tea is sweet?

Could it be milk tea?

"Just make a cup of tea and put sugar in it," the man explained.

"Ah? Can I drink this?" It was the first time Jiang Fubao heard of this way of drinking.

It's bitter, sweet and astringent. Without milk or juice to neutralize the taste, what does it taste like?

Like a dark dish, Jiang Fubao frowned.

"It's delicious, especially delicious. I drink at least three cups a day." The man's eyes lit up when he mentioned sweet tea.

"You eat too much sugar. You didn't have any reaction before because you were young, so your body didn't show any effects. Now it's not the case anymore. You're almost 40 years old. Start quitting sugar. You don't need to take medicine for this minor problem. All medicines are toxic. If you can't control your intake, it's like drinking in vain. You can't drink until you're old, right?

So, starting today, eat lighter meals, drink more unsweetened tea, don’t put sugar in your dishes, and don’t eat cakes. Keep doing this for a few days, and your throat will feel much better. If it’s really uncomfortable, I’ll prescribe you a medicinal diet recipe. Eat it for three days and you’ll feel much better.”

Jiang Fubao picked up the pen, and Chen Hongxia walked to her side smartly and ground ink for her.

"No need to take medicine? What is medicinal food? Can you really not eat anything sweet? What's the point of living then?"

When the man heard that he couldn’t eat sweets, it was as if he had heard that his days were numbered.

The sky is falling.