Yun Qiuce tightened his grip on Yun Qi's hand and pulled her closer to him, afraid she might get pushed around by others.
"What's going on?" one auntie asked another.
"It seems to be a couple from a rural town. The wife isn't mentally well, the doctor diagnosed her with severe depression, but the husband claims she's just looking for trouble when she's not even sick."
"Oh dear, depression is a major illness, scarier than physical ailments. This husband sure is carefree."
"I think he's just afraid of spending money."
...
"Who are you talking about being afraid to spend money?" a burly man in his thirties or forties shouted angrily, pulling along a woman who looked very downcast. "Honestly, even though we're not wealthy, we can afford medical treatment. I'm not a heartless man; if my wife is sick, of course I'd want her treated, but she's not sick at all. She's possessed by an evil spirit. You city folks don't understand a thing!"
