Butcher Yu, upon hearing this, his complexion improved slightly, "I am a straightforward man; I won't ask for much from you. Twenty taels as the principal amount and an additional five taels for the medical fees, altogether twenty-five taels of silver. Hurry up and bring it here; I still need to see the doctor."
"What? Twenty-five taels?"
Auntie Sun could not help but scream out loud, cursing Butcher Yu in her heart for being so ruthless and excessive. In just a few days, the amount had increased by five taels of silver—it was even more ruthless than bandits. At the same time, she deeply regretted provoking this scoundrel to come back, causing her to lose both her money and her beauty. And there she was, suffering in silence, with the bitterness known only to herself.
