Upon hearing Ning Jing's words, Jin Gui's expression changed, and she turned and rushed into a low thatched house next door.

Then a heart-wrenching scream came from inside the house.

"My daughter..."

Ning Jing was stunned when she heard the sound, and then ran inside as well.

On a broken wooden bed, a thin, bony girl lay motionless with her eyes closed.

There was no visible rise and fall in his chest, so it was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive.

Jin Gui was holding the child's head, her rectangular face covered in tears, her narrow eyes filled with pain.

Ning Jing's heart skipped a beat. She quickly stepped forward and reached out to feel under the girl's nose.

Although it was subtle, she could still feel a warm breath blowing on her fingers.

"Sister Jin Gui, don't cry, the baby is still breathing, quickly take her to the hospital."

Ning Jing grabbed Jin Gui, who was crying her heart out, and shouted loudly.

Jin Gui's crying stopped abruptly as she stared in disbelief at the child's face, which was as pale as paper.

Forget about crying anymore, she picked up the child and rushed out.

Ning Jing followed closely behind, but stopped abruptly just as she reached the entrance to the courtyard.

He glanced at Wu Jijun, who was timidly squatting in the corner of the yard, and then at the child at the door.

After thinking for a moment, she took a few steps forward, hugged the boy, and then ran back to the door to chase after Jin Gui.

Wu Jijun waited until he could no longer hear his son crying before he dared to raise his head.

Seeing that no one was in the yard, he leaned against the wall and painfully stood up.

"Pah, you filthy bitch, I'll get you one day. Ouch... my back."

Wu Jijun struggled to move into the room. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he touched the wounds from the beating. Thinking about how that crazy woman had beaten him earlier that day, he couldn't help but feel a surge of malice.

"Doctor...doctor...help...help me..."

Jin Gui is big and fast, and carrying a child in her arms doesn't affect her running speed at all.

When Ning Jing arrived at the hospital with the boy, she only saw Jin Gui holding her head, squatting outside the emergency room, crying silently.

The thought of such a big guy being beaten by such a man without fighting back made Ning Jing feel a pang of sadness.

Just then, a nurse came over and handed me a piece of paper.

"Whoever is a family member, go and pay the fees right now."

Jin Gui then raised her head blankly and asked, "Pay the fee?"

She has no money, does that mean the hospital can't save the child?

Jin Gui was bewildered and stood up. She tremblingly raised her hand to take the payment slip, but her arm felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Upon seeing this, Ning Jing sighed inwardly.

"I'll go pay it, you hold the child."

She carried the boy to Jin Gui's side and then placed the boy in her arms.

Then he turned around, reached out and took the payment slip, and went out to pay the fee.

Jin Gui held her son, staring blankly at Ning Jing's retreating figure, tears streaming down her face.

"Dahai, your sister is saved, boohoo..."

When Wu Dahai, Jin Gui's son, saw his mother crying, his face, which had been sobbing but not crying, scrunched up and he was about to look up and cry loudly again.

But her attention was drawn to a piece of fruit candy that was being offered to her from the side.

Although tears were streaming down her face, she didn't cry out loud.

When Ning Jing saw that the child had finally stopped crying, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Quickly peel off the candy wrapper and stuff the candy into the child's mouth.