The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

Xia Qiuran remained calm and continued, "I don't know how you are doing at home, but Auntie's wounds have already been recorded. Doctors aren't stupid; if she suffers any more external injuries, they will definitely be detected, and then no one will compensate you."

Her wishful thinking had backfired. Upon realizing she wouldn't gain anything, the woman immediately let go of the fat aunt's arm and glared fiercely at her, yelling at her.

"What bad luck! Go back by yourself. I don't have time for you."

The plump aunt staggered several steps from the impact, but luckily Xia Qiuran caught her, otherwise she might have fallen.

Watching the woman leave without looking back, the plump aunt felt a surge of grievances stuck in her throat, but ultimately swallowed them back timidly.

"Auntie, are you alright?" Xia Qiuran asked softly.

The plump aunt wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "I'm fine. Thank you for earlier, young comrade."

After speaking, he hunched over and walked forward alone, completely lacking energy, looking as if he had aged several years in just a short while.

"Auntie, your daughter must be Li Shuangshuang."

Seeing the fat aunt's predicament, Xia Qiuran couldn't help but call out again.

If we don't find out the truth now, Auntie Pang will only suffer more in the future.

The plump aunt paused for a moment, then shook her head. "No, young comrade, you've mistaken me for someone else."

But this time, his voice was clearly choked with sobs.

Xia Qiuran was unwilling to give up and stepped forward to continue persuading him.

There were no other female cleaners of the same age at the school, and I had just heard from the woman that Aunt Fat also had a dead daughter.

There are hardly any coincidences in the world.

"She is your own flesh and blood. I don't believe you don't miss her. Judging from your conversation just now, your daughter must be a very kind person. How can you bear to let your kind daughter die in vain?"

The plump aunt's back began to tremble uncontrollably. A moment later, she slapped herself twice loudly and cried uncontrollably.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Everything I'm experiencing now is my retribution."

Xia Qiuran quickly ran over to stop her, first calming down the fat aunt's agitated emotions, and then leading her to sit down by the flower bed.

The plump auntie stopped hiding it, wiped away her tears, and then spoke to Xia Qiuran.

"The woman you just saw is my daughter-in-law, Zhao Na. Three years ago, my son met her at a roller skating factory. Not long after, they said they wanted to get married. I thought she was old enough to do it, so I let them get married. But I didn't expect her family to be so greedy. They not only wanted three turns and one radio, but also a dowry of 150 yuan."

"My wife worked overtime until midnight every day during that period in order to earn more money, and then got up early in the morning to deliver newspapers. As a result, she collapsed on the ground without any warning within two months and never woke up again."

"Then the two of them kept pressuring me to give them money. I was really forced into a corner, so I married off my youngest daughter, Shuangshuang, who was just 16 years old, to Li Daguang."

At this point, the plump aunt was already sobbing uncontrollably. Although Xia Qiuran was surprised, she did not interrupt her. After comforting her, the plump aunt continued.

"My eldest son's wedding was finally held, but less than half a year later, news came that Shuangshuang had run off with someone else. I know my daughter well; she's not that kind of person at all. When she's at home, she only studies and does her homework. She won't go out to play when her classmates ask her to. Where could she have run off to? And who is her lover? Where did they meet? Where did she escape to? Everything is unknown. This is the only result I got."

The plump aunt paused here and wiped away her tears.

Xia Qiuran hadn't expected Li Shuangshuang to be such a young girl, and she felt a mix of emotions.

"Didn't you report it to the police?"

"We reported it, and the police searched for it, but they found nothing, and in the end, the matter was dropped."

"Later, Ma Daguang gave my good-for-nothing son a sum of money and beat him up twice. My son then threatened me that if I made any more trouble, he would throw me out. My daughter-in-law would beat and scold me whenever I mentioned this matter, or even keep me from sleeping for nights on end."

"You're not allowed to sleep?"

Xia Qiuran was a little confused. This wasn't a prison like the old ones, where there were places to punish criminals. What method could be used to keep someone from sleeping? If another person were to watch over them, wouldn't that be a lose-lose situation?

"Yes, I would tie a dog that had slept well during the day to my side, and at night I would cut a wound on it and sprinkle some salt on it. That way the dog would keep barking. I'm old, and I couldn't stand it all night, so I eventually gave in."

"It's Mom's fault, Shuangshuang."

Xia Qiuran was startled by the sound of the alarm clock. Her eyes widened in disbelief. Was this something a human being could do? Especially towards her own mother?

No wonder Auntie Pang didn't dare to answer when I asked her directly.

Although Aunt Pang was also angry about this matter, she couldn't bear to hear about the suffering she had endured.

"Auntie, I may be a bit blunt, please don't take offense."

"Go ahead and say it. I've heard all the worst things you've ever said."

"Someone like your son is probably unreliable when he gets old. You should save more money and have a way out for yourself," Xia Qiuran said kindly.

The plump aunt then calmly replied, "How could I not know this principle? But I get paid 18 yuan a month for cleaning. He remembers the payment dates better than I do. The money I have in my pocket will be taken away by them in less than two hours."

"I'll give you an address where you can work as a plaster maker and earn commission per piece. You can also sell the plasters in your spare time and earn commission there too. I can't guarantee how much you'll earn, but it will definitely be more than 18 yuan. The key is that this salary is not fixed. You can give your son a little less each month and save the rest for yourself."

Xia Qiuran continued, saying that the plaster business has been booming lately, and they are short-handed right now. If Aunt Pang were willing to go, it would be a good solution that kills two birds with one stone.

The plump aunt wiped her nose, and a glimmer of hope seemed to rekindle in her eyes as she thanked him repeatedly.

"Really? Thank you, young comrade."

She gave birth to her son, so how could she not understand his true nature? She had just been harboring illusions.

As for the past two years living with my son and daughter-in-law, to say that I've been treated like a dog in that house would be an understatement.

Now that she has such a good opportunity, of course she has to seize it. She can save some money to go to a nursing home or beg for food and sleep on the streets. It's better than being beaten and scolded every day.

After Xia Qiuran went back to work for a while, she was finally dragged back to the ward by Zhong Wenmei's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Regarding this internship, Bai Xia took the initiative to speak again during a meeting at various hospitals, saying that in order to avoid doctors having too low a level of education, math and foreign language exams should be added.

This news made Xia Qiuran, who was already depressed, even more depressed.