Chapter 75: Being a Girl Isn’t So Bad
For the sake of the nutritional supplements, Old Mrs. Lin swallowed the curses that had risen to her lips.
Her son really did need to nourish his body… She glared fiercely at Tongtong but ultimately said nothing more.
Tongtong grinned, revealing two rows of adorable little teeth, then added two seemingly innocent jabs: “Uncle, don’t be sad. Being a girl is pretty good too—you can wear pretty dresses!”
Lin Youcai: “!!!”
He wished he could kill this little brat!
Tongtong ignored him and turned to Old Mrs. Lin, whose face was equally dark. She waved her hand and said, “Grandma, you must take good care of Little Aunt… oh, I mean, Uncle! We’re leaving now!”
With that, before the Lin family could react, she grabbed Gu Jingnan and Si Muchen and dashed out of the hospital room.
They ran far enough to hear Old Mrs. Lin’s explosive curses erupting from the room.
“Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!”
“How did that wretched girl become so infuriating? I should’ve drowned her in the manure pit the moment she was born!”
“Enough! Stop talking—aren’t you ashamed?”
The quarreling behind them gradually faded.
Gu Jingnan frowned as he listened and couldn’t help asking, “Little sister, why did you buy Malt milk powder for someone so awful? What a waste! Let that scoundrel starve!”
Tongtong lifted her little face, a sly smile playing on her lips as she lowered her soft, childish voice: “Uncle just had surgery and has been lying around all day without digesting properly. Drinking some Malt milk powder will help him make a few extra trips to the bathroom—it’s good for his health~”
Gu Jingnan was stunned for a moment before it dawned on him. Looking at his sister, who smiled so innocently, he couldn’t help shivering: “…Little sister, did you… did you add something to it?”
Tongtong blinked, neither confirming nor denying.
Beside them, Si Muchen listened in silence, a cold glint flashing in his dark eyes.
He glanced back toward the hospital room and silently gave an order to the System in his mind.
【System! Misfortune transfer, target: Lin Youcai!】
【Make him a little more unlucky when he goes to the bathroom.】
【Ding! Received! ‘Bathroom Fall Care Package’ arranged! Energy consumed: 5!】
The System cheerfully carried out the order.
Tongtong seemed to sense something and secretly smiled, exchanging a glance with Si Muchen.
Everything was understood without words.
She took Muchen’s hand and secretly transferred energy to the little System: “I’m hungry, Brother. Let’s go find my mom and eat at the hospital canteen. The sweet and sour spare ribs there are delicious.”
Si Muchen raised an eyebrow, holding his sister’s soft little hand, and nodded: “Mm!”
Gu Jingnan chattered from behind: “Tongtong! Wait for me! I want to go too!”
…
Old Mrs. Lin cursed Yu Wanqin and her daughter while preparing the Malt milk powder for her son.
She thought to herself that since this stuff was nutritious, that wretched girl should send more to show her filial piety! Her son would recover faster after drinking it.
But not long after Lin Youcai finished the drink, his stomach began churning violently late at night.
He couldn’t control it and had to rush to the bathroom again and again. He didn’t need to defecate—it was just constant urination.
Each trip to urinate felt like a slow torture for him, tearing open wounds that had begun to heal. Moreover, the bacteria in the urine caused infections, making him writhe in agony!
Old Mrs. Lin’s heart ached as she listened, wiping away tears: “What on earth is going on? Why is he still going so often? He barely ate anything today…”
At this point, the old lady suddenly stopped speaking.
In a flash of insight, she remembered!
These past two days, because of the pain in his lower body, Third Uncle had barely drunk or eaten anything.
Today, he had only drunk a small bowl of malt milk powder after hearing it was nutritious… Yes! It must have been that bowl of malt milk powder that was the problem!
Lin Youcai had also thought of this.
His face dark with rage, he pulled up his pants and limped out of the toilet.
“That wretched girl! I’m going to settle the score with her!”
But just as he stepped outside, his foot suddenly slipped for some reason, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The sutured wound instantly tore open, blood flowing freely and staining his pants red again.
The pain nearly made him faint!
Old Mrs. Lin was terrified and rushed out to call the doctor.
Lin Youcai was taken to the treatment room, where another round of chaotic debridement and suturing ensued. Finally, the doctor helplessly warned,
“The patient’s wound is repeatedly infected and torn, making it very fragile! If he doesn’t rest properly and another accident occurs, he might have to rely on a urinary catheter for the rest of his life!”
Lin Youcai turned pale with fright and quickly promised to rest properly.
Late into the night, the doctor prescribed medication and inserted a urinary catheter, finally putting an end to the ordeal.
Humiliated, Lin Youcai lay in bed, seething with resentment.
He even began to resent his own brother.
Because he wanted to go to a major hospital in Jingshi for another check-up, but his brother said it was unnecessary since things were already like this.
What unnecessary? It was just that he was unwilling to spend the money!
That was why he had to suffer like this.
Old Mrs. Lin was both angry and anxious. She immediately threw away that can of malt milk powder.
After turning it over in her mind, she still couldn’t let it go. Early the next morning, the old lady blocked the path to the school.
From afar, she saw Tongtong bouncing along with her little backpack.
Her two pigtails swaying with each step.
Si Muchen followed leisurely by her side.
Old Mrs. Lin’s eyes filled with malice as she rushed out, pointing at Tongtong’s nose and cursing loudly, “You little wretch! Did you tamper with the malt milk powder? You made your Third Uncle suffer so much! How vicious you are!”
Tongtong opened her innocent big eyes wide. “Grandma, what are you talking about? Malt milk powder is for nutrition.”
“You’re still pretending!” Old Mrs. Lin, enraged and losing her senses, saw that no one was around and raised her hand to slap the girl.
She was going to teach this wretched girl a lesson!
Si Muchen’s face turned cold, and he immediately stepped in front of his sister.
[System! Misfortune transfer! Target: Old Mrs. Lin!]
[Got it! She’s in for some bad luck!]
As the System’s voice faded, Old Mrs. Lin, for some inexplicable reason, raised her hand as if having a seizure and grabbed onto a nearby thorny plant, instantly covering her hand in blood.
“Ah! You little bastard, what did you do to me!”
Old Mrs. Lin howled in pain. As she tried to stand up, she lost her balance and fell into a patch of stinging nettles nearby.
In an instant, excruciating pain spread throughout her body.
It was both itchy and painful!
As if ten thousand needles were piercing her at once.
The old lady screamed like a slaughtered pig.
“You little wretch! You! You jinx, I’ll beat you to death!” Even in this state, Old Mrs. Lin hadn’t forgotten to attack the children.
Her eyes cold and twisted, she crawled up, dark and sinister, intending to push both children into the nettles.
“Stop! What do you think you’re doing!” A powerful, angry shout rang out.
Old Lady He Xiulan happened to be returning from buying groceries. Seeing this scene, she was so furious she threw her basket aside, rushed over, and shielded the two children behind her.
Pointing at Old Mrs. Lin’s nose, she scolded, “How dare you lay a hand on children! Aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning!”
Old Mrs. Lin trembled all over with rage—or perhaps from pain—and snapped furiously, “I’m disciplining my own granddaughter! What business is it of yours!”
He Xiulan understood immediately, her expression turning even uglier. “So you’re the old hag who bullied my dry daughter and granddaughter! The whole Lin family is a nest of black-hearted, rotten-gutted scum! Bullying the daughter, then the granddaughter! Have you no shame? Get out! If you don’t leave now, I’ll have security drag you away!”