Seventy-three, Exposing the Trickery

Seeing Luo Shu and Lu Hanmo come out of the house, Li Fuying hurried over with a smile, "Miss, Li Er told me you're a doctor?"

"I can only treat some simple illnesses, so I wouldn't call myself a doctor. Here is the money for the phone call." Luo Shu took out some money and handed it to Li Fuying.

Li Fuying glanced at the money in Luo Shu's hand, bit her lip, and forced herself to look away from the money, "Um… I don't want the phone call money anymore, just help me take a look at my daughter's sickness. She has been married for five years but still can't get pregnant. Can you check what's wrong with her?" Although she really wanted to take those ten yuan, when she thought of her daughter being scorned by her in-laws for not having a child, she restrained the urge to take the money. Yet, not taking the money made her heart feel as if it were being sliced by a knife, a dull pain. That was ten yuan! Equivalent to half a month's salary for the old man!