The man's firm chest brought Song Yan back to his senses a little: "Wei Sanzhuang, if anything happens to Wei Ping, I'll take your life!"

Wei Aiguo's heart leaped into his throat. Song Yan wouldn't be so agitated if Wei Ping's condition wasn't serious. He pulled Song Yan away. He dared not leave Song Yan there, fearing Wei Sanzhuang would turn on him.

Wei Aiguo was overthinking things; Wei Sanzhuang was practically terrified. He was afraid Wei Aiguo would hold a grudge if anything happened to Wei Ping!

The villagers were also quite surprised. Was Wei Ping really in bad shape? Look how anxious Wei Guo's wife was!

Song Yan broke free from Wei Aiguo's grasp. "Go find the captain. Once he agrees to give you a carriage, go home immediately. I've already sent someone to drive the horse-drawn carriage home." Song Yan turned and ran back...

When Wei Aiguo returned, a large crowd had gathered at his house. Song Yan had already packed his things and was waiting for him. Chen Xiaodong and Cheng Youfu had already boarded the carriage…

Most of the villagers were kind-hearted, and Wei Ping and Wei An were pitiful, having lost their parents at birth. Everyone had seen how good Song Yan had been to them since she married into the family. These two children should finally have a better future. So why were they sick? Everyone speculated that perhaps it wasn't anything serious, just that Song Yan doted on her children too much and overreacted to everything.

This is actually a form of circumstance. Best wishes. I hope Wei Ping is alright.

On the carriage, Wei Aiguo saw that Wei Ping was still able to speak properly, so he figured it shouldn't be anything serious. "We came out too hastily. We should have seen the village health worker first. It's not an urgent illness; we can wait until the rain stops before seeing him." Wei Aiguo's intention was that he was worried Wei Ping might have caught a cold from the heavy rain on his way to the commune, even though he was fine.

Perhaps in the original story, Wei Aiguo's thinking was exactly what delayed Wei Ping's progress. "Such a young child. You let him suffer through his illness. You're so cold-blooded. He's usually so kind to you, how can you be so cruel to him?"

Wei Aiguo opened his mouth, but no words came out. Wei Aiguo had always raised Wei Ping like a son, cherishing him as if he were one. How could he be so heartless?

Cheng Youfu realized the situation was bad; his sister's words had gone too far. "Brother-in-law, my sister is just worried. She only cares about Wei Ping; please don't take it to heart."

Chen Xiaodong: "Brother, you're so lucky! Look how much your wife dotes on Wei Ping!"

They were terrified he would lose his temper with Song Yan. Wei Aiguo sighed inwardly. Song Yan kept wiping her face; it was wet with rain and tears. What could he possibly argue with her about?

The rain intensified, the raindrops stinging their faces. A section of the road to the commune was a dirt track, now utterly muddy from the rain. Fortunately, Chen Xiaodong and Wei Aiguo kept getting off to push the cart, preventing them from getting lost. The gravel road was much better. The rain poured down harder, and Wei Aiguo covered Song Yan with his plastic sheet. Suddenly, Wei Aiguo pulled Song Yan into his arms. It turned out that rocks had rolled down the mountain due to the heavy rain, and one had struck Wei Aiguo on the shoulder.

A rock the size of a large bowl made Song Yan shudder. Song Yan shouted, "Are you alright?"

Wei Aiguo shouted, "I'm fine!" But the rain was so heavy it almost drowned out their voices...

The group finally arrived at the commune hospital. Actually, only Song Yan was nervous; the others thought that a child's stomachache was not a big deal.

The doctor who examined Wei Ping immediately praised Song Yan, "Thanks to the child's mother's carefulness, the child has an incarcerated inguinal hernia. Our hospital cannot perform this kind of surgery. You should go to the county hospital immediately."

Wei Aiguo was dumbfounded. How could it be so serious that surgery was needed? "There is a stone bridge on the road to the county. Whenever it rains heavily, the water overflows the bridge. In such heavy rain, horse-drawn carriages cannot pass at all."

The doctor then remembered this as well. "But this child can't wait," he said anxiously. "If the child doesn't have surgery in time, his life won't be saved."

Song Yan was filled with remorse. Why hadn't he studied surgery?

Chen Xiaodong and Wei Aiguo were extremely anxious, and Cheng Youfu's eyes also turned red.

Song Yan tried hard to hold back her tears. Tears were the most useless thing to do. "Doctor, please bandage him up first." Wei Aiguo's shoulder was covered in blood; he had been injured while blocking that rock.

Song Yan thought of a saying from later generations: "If you're in trouble, call the police." People nowadays are more simple and honest; if they have problems, they call the police, and the police will help. But these days, police officers are lucky to even have bicycles; they can't really offer much assistance. Oh, right, there's a slogan: "The People's Government serves the people."

Wei Aiguo asked the doctor to give him some basic treatment and then hurriedly left. Wei Ping looked even more listless.

Song Yan: "That guy you met last time, the one called Sixth Brother, wasn't he the local bully in the commune?"

Wei Aiguo nodded.

"Go find him. He definitely knows which leader in the commune is in charge. He might even know where the leader lives. Go find the commune leader!" Song Yan said urgently.

"Will the leaders listen to us?" Chen Xiaodong asked doubtfully.

The commune had vehicles. Song Yan was certain of that.

“Wei Ping’s condition is critical now, and he urgently needs to be transferred to the county hospital. Go and ask the commune leaders to find a way. Wei Ping is not an ordinary child; his father sacrificed his life for the brigade’s public property. Please beg the leaders to find a way to save the hero’s child.”

Wei Aiguo slapped his forehead, realizing he had truly acted rashly in his panic. He turned and rushed into the pouring rain…

The night felt exceptionally long. Chen Xiaodong wanted to help Song Yan hold Wei Ping for a while so she could rest. Song Yan refused. She held Wei Ping tightly and whispered, "Don't be afraid, your second aunt is here!" The child's head was a little hot; he had a fever, which was not a good sign.

Chen Xiaodong and Cheng Youfu sighed inwardly, "Even a biological mother can't compare!"

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