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Rebirth of the Ninety-sixth Doctor, the main text of the Woman of the Ninety-sixth Goddess, Chapter 197 The lesson came too quickly. I heard that fortune tellers would be petty in this regard. Old Mrs. Zhao finally had to pay the price.

Old Mrs. Zhao hurried home, feeling a little proud. Now that her son has not only been retrieved, she doesn’t have to give her 1,000 yuan. It’s really a good deal. She has picked up a big bargain!

That master is also a fool. He actually told fortune first and then paid money. Many people must have cheated and refused to pay money, and even if they sued the police station, it would be useless.

If feudal superstition is not acceptable, the police will not care about this matter. Maybe they will detain those who engage in feudal superstition activities!

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mrs. Zhao came home, she heard a painful humming sound from the room. When she heard it carefully, it turned out to be her son's voice.

"Quantum, what's wrong with you?" Old Mrs. Zhao rushed in and saw her son lying in the bathroom.

Zhao Yuanliang was so painful that his muscles on his face were twisted, "Oh, my legs, my legs seem to have broken. Mom, hurry up and find someone to take me to the hospital..."

Fortunately, I had already picked up my pants when I was going to the toilet and slipped on the ice on the ground. Otherwise, someone would come in later, which would be embarrassing.

Of course, Mrs. Zhao couldn't lift a big man like Zhao Yuanliang alone, so she wiped her tears and said, "Son, wait, I'll call someone right away, you have to hold back..."

Zhao Yuanliang was so painful that he was about to faint. What else could he do if he couldn't bear it?

"Mom, go and call someone quickly, I'm almost in pain..." Zhao Yuanliang said loudly, afraid that he would faint from the pain in the next second.

"Okay, okay, I'll go find someone now..." Old Mrs. Zhao hurried out and found her neighbors. Fortunately, it was Sunday and everyone was resting at home.

I heard that Zhao Yuanliang fell in the bathroom, so he hurried over to help him take him to the hospital.

Old Mrs. Zhao was really stingy. She followed the car to the hospital, but she didn't pay, and the neighbors helped her pay.

These dozens of dollars are not a small amount, so the neighbors want it, but seeing that Mrs. Zhao was so sad to cry, I was embarrassed to ask for it now.

However, he also understands Mrs. Zhao's personality. If he doesn't have money now, he probably won't come in the future.

"Miss Zhao, this thirty yuan fare..." the neighbor said with a gritty bullet. If those who are sensible, even if they don't bring money, they will say when will they give it to you.

The old lady Zhao cried even more sadly after hearing this, "Oh, if you don't say the money, I'll forget that I don't have the money to go to the hospital yet. You have to lend me some money, otherwise my son will not even be able to stay in the hospital..."

Old Mrs. Zhao did forget it at the beginning, but she had 1 ooo yuan on her, which was the fortune telling money that the old man took out yesterday and asked her to give it to the master.

After arriving at Hongmei Park, she saw the master coming, but she was reluctant to give the money. After thinking about it for a while, she decided not to give the money.

That's one thousand yuan, her three-month pension!

Besides, my son is about to get married, and he needs money everywhere, so he can save a little.

The neighbor couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. If it were someone else, he might be willing to pay the money, but Mrs. Zhao is a very stingy person. You helped him get the money, but he didn't pay it back, even if he didn't pay it back, it would be a bit. It took a long time to pay back a little, and in the end, he wouldn't give it to the rest.

"Then I'll give it back to me when you get home!" The neighbor sent the person to the hospital, paid for the car, and went back in a state of suffocation.
Chapter completed!