Sure, here is the translated text:
"What did you say? Ten yuan for medicine? Are you kidding me? Just a light tap, and now stitches?" Grandma Bai flared up upon hearing the ten yuan.
She usually can't bear to spend even a few cents on cold medicine, let alone ten yuan for medical treatment.
"I say, Daliang! You've learned to be delicate now, haven't you? An injury that should get better with a little endurance, and you go to the hospital for it? Is money something you find on the ground? Not our problem! Whoever gets hospitalized, pays for it themselves. Our family has no money!" After finishing her porridge, Grandma Bai didn't bother picking a fight with Wang Cuihua anymore nor did she try scheming for millet porridge, hastily planning to leave.
