Auntie Zhao bristled at the suggestion, "What illness? Moreover, where am I supposed to get looked at? I suspect it's you and that Widow Chen who caused my illness; she must have been sick and passed it on to me."
"What's wrong with you, woman? You're sick and you blame me for it?"
"You, you damned Zhao Yishun, I never messed around, but you did, and now you have the nerve to bite back!"
"What are you here for tonight then? If you're not going to sleep, just get out of here!"
"Fine, I'll leave, Zhao Yishun, just remember this, don't you ever come begging me to let you sleep here again!"
"I don't want to sleep with you, bad luck!"
"..."
As the couple argued, they began to fight, causing a commotion that quickly drew the entire household's attention; some tried to break up the fight, while others fanned the flames, creating quite a spectacle.
...
After another quarrel with Uncle Zhao, Auntie Zhao finally resolved to seek medical attention.
