Chapter 510 The feet are rotten

Release time: 2025-04-05 04:18:15
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“Erya, it’s not that I said, you are too stingy, I’ll write five quotations.” Dan’er said.

“Tsk, look at your stingy look, I’ll make ten-money!” said Damae.

“Then I’ll add more, I’ll write twenty quotas.” Dawang said.

“What’s the point of playing money? If you want to play, just play big. The loser stood at the entrance of the clinic and shouted three times that I’m a pig. Do you want to play?” Jiang Fubao could not like this little money.

Let’s not say twenty words.

She looked down on her twenty taels.

Now she has become a veritable rich woman.

In the box under the bed at home, there is a box full of silver.

She just doesn’t work hard in this life, and it’s enough to spend her whole life.

“Miss, you are so…well.” Dan’er looked thin-skinned and she looked at Jiang Fubao and wanted to speak.

“I’m just a pig, so what if I say it.” As a man, Da Wang, Damae, agreed directly.

“If you want to play, play together. I guess first. I guess today, where are you.” Jiang Fubao’s eyes rolled and he spoke first.

“Today? I think it’s unlikely. But it’s so cold and it’s almost snowing. Then I guess it’s ten days later.” Lu’er looked at the sky outside and then said.

“Ten days later? It’s a bit late. It will definitely snow at the latest for five days. So I’ll guess it will be five days later.” Pan Erya continued.

“I guess three days later.” Dan’er replied.

“You guys have guessed it’s not snowing this year!” Da Qian seemed confident.

In previous years, Lianshan Town did not snow every year. It has snowed in recent years, so it should stop.

“Then what should I guess? I think about it, I’ll guess tomorrow.” Dawang was unsure of his mind.

Just talk about a day.

Jiang Fubao thought it was not good.

She got up in the morning and heard Phoenix say it would snow tonight.

Animals have strong perception ability, so they will definitely make a decision tonight, but it may be a few hours later.

If it is midnight, it will be the next day.

She won’t lose, right?

Jiang Fubao was a little nervous.

Before she could speak and fool Dawang for a while, she suddenly heard a noise outside the clinic.

As a person who loves to watch the fun, Jiang Fubao naturally rushed out immediately, opened the door of the clinic, and cold air rushed in instantly, and Jiang Fubao shivered.

She shrank her neck and wanted to close the door, but she couldn’t help but feel gossip.

She wrapped her clothes tightly and went out.

Pan Erya followed.

“Tsk tsk, this isWhat kind of disease did I have? My feet were rotten and it smelled so bad. I just passed by me. I thought who had transported the feces bucket. “

There were many people watching the fun outside.

A fat woman covered her mouth and nose and said in a low voice.

Jiang Fubao’s gaze also looked over.

I saw the entrance of the clinic not far ahead.

Sheng Youwei was crossing the threshold with Fan Yuhong on his back.

The cloth on Fan Yuhong’s right foot was hooked and fell down, but Fan Yuhong and Sheng Youwei didn’t notice it.

The soles of her feet, as dark as sauce meat, were rotten, and they were dripping with black water. The flesh was eroded, red and yellow, with pus mixed with blood. You know it smelled so much if you don’t need to get close.

It was disgusting to see.

Jiang Fubao frowned.

It seemed that this woman’s diabetes was already very serious.

She lost interest, and the cold wind blew over her neck like a knife.

Jiang Fubao and Pan Erya went back.

They didn’t forget to close the door.

I was afraid that the smell would come in.

Diabetic foot is not ordinary odor, and even half of the stench pit that had been fermented for a month could not catch up with it.

In the next clinic, Dr. Hu, who was chewing Fan Yuhong’s pulse, retching twice, and his tears were vomiting.