บท 1197: Chapter 1199: Xiao'ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Wang San said, "Have you heard? The village chief is really sick now, he coughs up blood."

Zhang Qianqian agreed, "Yes, it's been many days since I've seen him. He doesn't even leave the house anymore. I heard that the illness is contagious; even his son and daughter-in-law dare not enter. They just leave food at his room's door every day. With the village chief being this sick, how can he still eat?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Dabao quickly joined in, "What should we do? Has he seen a doctor?"

"Yes, yes, he has. The doctors in our village aren't much help, and even the doctor from the neighboring village came, but it was no use. They even took him to the town for treatment, but nothing worked. I heard that his son is already arranging for a coffin," said Zhang Qianqian.

"How can that be?" Xia Dabao couldn't help but feel angry, "He's not even dead yet, why prepare a coffin?"