Chapter 296: The Face of Death

"Ghost?" He Chunhua, who was lying on the bed, moved her eyes, and her face turned pale when she came to her senses. She used her hands and feet to try to get up from the bed.

But she had been ill for several days and was so weak that she couldn't even hold chopsticks, let alone get out of bed.

She struggled for a long time, but ended up breaking out in a cold sweat.

Xu Chunhua vaguely heard someone talking outside, but her son didn't come over. Her face turned pale and she shouted with all her might, "Don't touch my son!"

It’s more like a roar at the top of one’s lungs than a shout.

Startled by her voice, Song Yanxi looked at the chubby boy in front of her who was trying to stop her with a wary look on his face, and reminded her, "Go inside and see your mother first."

Zhuangzhuang hurriedly turned around and ran into the house. Even after he ran inside, he turned around and glared at Song Yanxi.

Half threatening, half warning: "You are not allowed to come in!"

Song Yanxi responded indifferently, casually looking around the courtyard where the mother and son lived.

The yard is square and not big, but it is kept very clean. It can be seen that the hostess of the house is very diligent in managing the household.

It was winter, and the vegetable patch in the yard was basically empty, with only a few cabbages standing alone.

There were a lot of medicinal residues scattered around the cabbage, and its gray-black color was out of tune with the surrounding disciples.

Judging from how finely broken it is, it doesn't look like it was accidentally broken during the cooking process, but more like someone did it on purpose.

Could it be that Zhuang Shihan wanted to prevent someone from snooping on her prescription?

But her medicine didn't seem to work.

Acting so secretly, could it be that&

Song Yanxi took a few quick steps and got closer to see what kind of medicine was mixed in the residue, but she heard a roar behind her.

"You are not allowed to touch my food!"

Zhuangzhuang clenched his fists and said angrily: "This is the vegetable my mother planted, bad woman is not allowed to touch it."

Song Yanxi turned around, looked at him, frowned, and asked, "It seems like we haven't met before. Isn't it rude of you to call me a bad woman?"

Zhuangzhuang pursed his lips and stared at her without saying a word.

Seeing a hint of curiosity in his eyes, Song Yanxi asked again, "Do you think my voice sounds familiar?"

Nowadays, when people in the border town go out, they cover their faces tightly with something, leaving only their eyes exposed to see things.

Even the closest relatives would not dare to recognize him easily when they saw him from afar.

Even if their figures and dress are similar, their voices are unique.

Zhuangzhuang was sure that he had never heard this sound before.

He frowned and asked tentatively, "Are you a doctor too?"

Without waiting for Song Yanxi to speak, he added: "I know you are, don't try to lie to me!"

Song Yanxi was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you want me to say yes or no?"

As she spoke, her eyes fell on a window not far away.

He Chunhua's voice just now came from behind that window.

If she guessed correctly, she could also hear their conversation at the moment.

But given her current physical condition, there was nothing she could do except lie there and worry.

Following her gaze, he realized that there was a hint of sympathy in her eyes. He suddenly said angrily, "Go away. You are not welcome in our house."

Seeing him about to step forward and push her, Song Yanxi said bluntly, "Chang Jiu asked me to come. He's very worried about your mother."

Zhuangzhuang stopped suddenly.

Song Yanxi asked: "Can you take me to see your mother now?"

Zhuangzhuang's face was tense, and he was about to say something when he heard He Chunhua's weak voice from inside the room, "Zhuangzhuang, please invite the guest in."

Zhuangzhuang quickly turned around and responded, and when he turned to look at Song Yanxi, his eyes were still full of vigilance.

He clenched his fists and lowered his voice, "If you dare to bully Mom, I'll let Brother Shitou beat you to death!"

Thinking of Tian Shitou's honest face, Song Yanxi just smiled and said nothing.

If she really called that boy over, the two brothers would probably hug each other and cry bitterly, not daring to scold her too loudly.

As for hitting people, he was lucky enough not to be bullied.

Although Zhuangzhuang said this, he was a little unsure in his heart. Seeing Song Yanxi took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, he snorted lightly and said without any momentum: "I don't need what you give me, take it."

"Who said it was for you?"

Song Yanxi pointed at the medicine residue on the ground and said, "Please pick up these residues for me. I will take them away when I leave later.

Pick up as much as you can, and that will count as my consultation fee for today."

Zhuangzhuang opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

The words "Why do you still want money?" were written on his face.

After all, whether it was Zhuang Shihan from a few days ago, or Doctor Liu and Chang Jiu who came to visit on their own initiative these past two days, none of them ever mentioned anything related to money.

Aren’t they doctors?

Song Yanxi stuffed the handkerchief into his hand, patted his head and said, "Which doctor doesn't charge for seeing patients? If they don't charge, they are good people. I am different from them. I am a bad person."

When he heard the word "bad", Zhuangzhuang, no matter how slow he was, realized that she was angry that he had just called her a bad woman.

So I punished him on purpose!

Zhuangzhuang pursed his lips and whispered, "You are indeed a bad woman."

Not only is he bad, he's also particularly vindictive.

Meeting Song Yanxi's inquiring gaze, he hurriedly clenched the handkerchief in his hand and said, "Go quickly, mother is waiting for you."

As if afraid that she would regret it, he quickly ran to the cabbage, spread the handkerchief on the ground, bent down and picked it up.

"He's a filial child."

Song Yanxi shook her head and couldn't help but think of Liu Goudan, the dog that Liu Laohan's family hated.

Although they are two children of similar age, they have two completely different personalities.

One is loyal and filial, the other is cunning and deceitful.

While An Yi was testing the kite, Liu Goudan ran to the pharmacy and stole two wild vegetable leaves that she used as medicine. He pretended that someone was sick to divert the guards and sneaked out.

Old Man Liu thought he was just playing around and was so worried that he couldn't sleep or eat. However, he never imagined that he was so brave that he would cross half of the city to present the treasure to Zhuang Shihan.

To be honest, this kid is not completely without merit.

At least, his talent as a lackey is unmatched.

As soon as Song Yanxi entered the door, she heard two weak coughs coming from the inner room.

Then, a woman's gentle voice sounded.

"My child is naughty and made the princess laugh."

"Madam, you are too kind."

Through the curtain, Song Yanxi couldn't see the person clearly, and could only vaguely judge her current physical condition from her voice.

Chang Jiu was right, she is indeed not feeling well now.

The voice was soft and weak, even accompanied by a low wheeze, clearly a sign of exhaustion.

Her illness is by no means as simple as an epidemic.

Otherwise, even if Zhuang Shihan's medical skills were not very good, she would not have treated the patient to the current condition.

Without caring about He Chunhua's resistance to her identity, Song Yanxi said "I'm sorry" and directly lifted the curtain and rushed in.

Seeing the sick face of the person on the bed, her heart sank to the bottom.

His eyes were lifeless and his face was pale.

It is clearly a sign of impending death.

No wonder Mr. Liu, contrary to his usual behavior, told Chang Jiu not to tell her about this.

Because even if she knew, it would be of no use.

The woman in front of me was already at the end of her life. Even from a distance, I could sense the heavy aura of old age on her.

It was as if she had died long ago, and what was lying here was just a shell.

Song Yanxi was shocked by what she saw.

Her son is still so young, how could she not want to live?