Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 541 - 539 Truly Excessive_1

Chapter 541: Chapter 539 Truly Excessive_1

"But..." Mrs. Jiang didn’t agree with him, and just as she was about to say something else, she was directly interrupted.

"Enough, stop talking about those useless things. I have already prescribed your medicine, go to the window over there to get it, and then go to the infusion hall to find a nurse for the injection," the doctor handed her the prescription he had written.

Mrs. Jiang subconsciously asked, "How much will all this cost?"

"It should be over a hundred yuan," the doctor estimated roughly.

"Over a hundred yuan!?" Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang’s face turned pale, and her hand holding the prescription reacted as if it had touched something filthy, she immediately dropped the prescription, "No, this is just too expensive. I... I won’t get the treatment."

"You won’t get the treatment?" The doctor’s eyebrows nearly twisted into a Sichuan character, and he reminded her, "I’m telling you, if you don’t get this wound treated, it really could develop to the point where amputation is necessary."

Mrs. Jiang’s face was extremely hesitant, torn between being frugal with money but also afraid of actually having to get an amputation. She hesitated, "But over a hundred yuan is just too expensive. Doctor, can you make it cheaper for me? My family is really in a difficult situation."

Who could have thought that even before those eight eggs could be laid, she would have already lost so much money because of these two chickens.

Her heart was practically bleeding!

"How can you bargain in a hospital? If you don’t want to get treated, then let it be," the doctor spread his hands in disbelief.

It’s only just over a hundred yuan; these days, even the poorest should be able to afford that.

Mrs. Jiang had no choice but to endure the pain and pay the fee; otherwise, she couldn’t just sit around waiting to become disabled!

While paying, she kept muttering "bad luck" under her breath.

However, upon giving it another thought, she would receive eight eggs the next morning, and from then on, she’d receive eight eggs every day. The money spent would soon be recovered, and there would be many more hundreds of yuan waiting for her.

Mrs. Jiang’s mood instantly improved.

But who could have expected...

The next day, early in the morning, Mrs. Jiang went to the chicken coop, eager to collect eggs, only to find that not only were there no eggs, but the two hens were also listless, looking as if they were about to die at any moment.

"Oh my dear mother, what’s happened?" Mrs. Jiang was shocked, and immediately hurried off to find someone with shuffling steps.

The person she found was a woman in her fifties or sixties, who was a semi-veterinarian.

Mrs. Jiang quickly dragged her to the chicken coop and urged her frantically, "Mrs. Xu, please help me see what’s wrong with my chickens?"

"What else can be wrong? They’re sick and about to die," Mrs. Xu touched them and found the chickens wouldn’t live much longer: "Besides, they’ve caught fowl cholera. You must not eat them, be careful not to catch the disease yourself."

Knowing her character well, Mrs. Xu cautioned her with a serious tone.

"Fowl cholera?" Mrs. Jiang almost fainted to the ground, darkness swirling before her eyes, and a chill emanating from the bottom of her heart: "How could this happen, how could this be!"

She had been counting on the two hens to make her a fortune; how could they die! They just couldn’t die!

Especially since they were fine just yesterday!

"How would I know what happened? You must have not taken care of them well enough!" Mrs. Wang was also puzzled by how these healthy chickens had suddenly contracted cholera.

Normally, only large-scale chicken farms had a high probability of developing cholera. For someone raising just two or three chickens personally, such an event was uncommon.

And these chickens couldn’t even be eaten after they died.

It could only be said that Mrs. Jiang was especially unlucky to have encountered this situation.

Soon, the two hens that were supposed to lay eight eggs a day indeed died.

Mrs. Wang shook her head, said a few words of comfort, and then left Mrs. Jiang’s small courtyard.

Mrs. Jiang sat collapsed in front of the chicken coop, staring in disbelief at the two dead hens.

It was over.

She had not only failed to get any eggs, but she had also lost a hundred yuan!

It really was a case of trying to gain a chicken only to lose the rice!

Just as Mrs. Jiang was full of regret, she overheard the conversation between Mrs. Wang next door and Xia Ningxing.

Mrs. Wang exclaimed in amazement, "Wow, Mr. Lu’s wife, your chickens are really productive, laying eight eggs every single day without fail!"

"Yes, they are quite productive," Xia Ningxing smiled and then asked politely, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

"No, no, I just came from Jiang’s place. Her chickens caught a plague and died. I’m worried I might carry bacteria on me and infect your chickens." Mrs. Wang, standing at the doorstep, waved her hand and left.

Xia Ningxing raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping towards the neighboring house, a smirk slowly forming at the corner of her mouth.

Chicken plague?

Ha!

She deserved it!

For swapping her neighbors’ chickens!

Mrs. Jiang was already furious and indignant because her chickens that could lay eight eggs had died. The thought that Xia Ningxing might be laughing at her made her blood rush to her head, filling her with both shame and annoyance.

No!

She couldn’t let this go!

She had to get her own chickens back!

After all, those chickens were rightfully hers! It was only natural for her to take them back!

Suddenly, Mrs. Jiang scrambled up from the ground, brushing off her dusty buttocks, and with the two dead diseased chickens in hand, she went out shouting:

"Oh my dear mother, I just discovered my chickens have been switched with diseased ones!"

"How could someone do such a thing? Everybody come and judge for yourselves!"

Mrs. Jiang’s voice was loud, and her crying and shouting immediately attracted the attention of the women in the housing complex.

They all came out, curious to see what was happening.

"What’s wrong, Jiang? You seem really angry. What happened?" someone couldn’t help but ask.

"Someone switched my chickens with diseased ones!" Mrs. Jiang said angrily, stomping her feet and gritting her teeth.

Xia Ningxing also came out and seeing her performance, couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

Her acting was just too realistic!

To have the nerve to blame others after swapping their chickens, it was almost enough to challenge her entire world view!

Another person couldn’t help but ask, "But Jiang, how can you be sure these aren’t your chickens and that they’ve been switched?"

"Do I not know my own chickens? My two hens have wounds on their hind legs, but these two clearly don’t!" Mrs. Jiang said while showing the two diseased chickens to the crowd.

Everyone took a closer look and indeed, there were no wounds on the chickens’ legs.

But...

Who knew if her chickens really had wounds on their legs?

"I’ve heard Jiang mention before about her chickens having leg wounds. She’s not lying," someone added.

"I’ve heard Jiang talk about it a few times too."

The two women who came out to testify were known as honest people within the housing complex, so now nobody doubted Mrs. Jiang any longer, and they began to feel indignant on her behalf—

"Whoever did this is just too shameless, swapping their diseased chickens for Jiang’s good ones!"

"That’s outrageous, such a disgrace!"

"Isn’t that the truth? Times have changed; do we still need to stoop to such thievery?"

The crowd, unaware of the truth, kept adding their voices to the chorus of outrage, cursing the chicken-switching thief.