Duan Jianhua breathed a sigh of relief. That's all? It's a small matter!

"As long as no one dies, go easy on them..."

Before he could finish speaking, the slender figure had already vanished from his sight.

Oh no, why does he feel like something terrible is about to happen?

Ma Quan's two children were kneeling at their own door, crying their hearts out. Their tender voices were hoarse from crying, and they kept calling for their mother. From inside the house, a sharp and sarcastic voice could be heard cursing.

"You short-lived wretch! You good-for-nothing! You worthless slut! If you're going to die, die outside, don't die in my house! You're a curse..."

Gu Zuozuo silently approached her from behind, grabbed the woman who was still spitting as she spoke, and threw her out of the doorway, landing her in front of the two children kneeling on the ground.

The two children stopped crying in fright and stared at their grandmother, who was groggily getting up.

"System, scan."

The system obediently hummed in agreement, and an invisible light enveloped the woman who had fallen into a coma on the bed.

After taking the pulse, Gu Zuozuo frowned deeply, her displeasure with this family rising to a new level.

[Host, she was carrying a stillborn child, who died five days ago. Furthermore, she herself was severely malnourished. Without proper care, she'd be lucky to live to fifty.]

The pulse reading was similar to the one she had taken. Gu Zuozuo sighed, looked at the woman on the bed whose face was so thin it was practically skin and bones, and turned to leave.

"Gu Zhiqing, my wife...is my wife alright?"

Gu Zuozuo stared at him expressionlessly, making him feel a chill run down his spine before finally speaking.

"Five days ago, wasn't your wife hit by a car? Didn't you take her to see a doctor?"

"What's the point of seeing a doctor for a diseased wretch like this! A hen that doesn't lay eggs is lucky to even get some food! Going to see a doctor? Does she even deserve that? What are you, a former educated youth, meddling in? What business is it of yours? You're not planning to become my grandson's stepmother, are you? Let me tell you... Ah!"

Aunt Cheng, who had been thrown out, let out a scream and fell directly into a snowdrift piled up by the roadside, leaving only her feet twitching outside.

"mother!"

Bang!

Ma Quan was also kicked away. Before his body even hit the ground and before he could even scream, his neck was grabbed. Thinking he was going to be beaten to death, Ma Quan looked in terror at the captain who was standing outside the gate, looking at the sky and the ground but not at him. Before he could even open his mouth, he was slapped across the face.

"Shut up! Come inside with me and see the stillborn baby in your wife's belly! See what the child your mother killed looks like!"

Ma Quan stared wide-eyed at Gu Zuozuo in disbelief, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

What does that mean? What is a stillbirth?

After pressing Ma Quan's acupoints to make him stand at the head of the bed and unable to move, Gu Zuozuo called on several familiar aunts to boil water and begin the delivery.

He took out silver needles and applied them to the woman on the bed to stimulate her to regain consciousness. He then inserted a dense array of silver needles into the acupoints on her abdomen and pressed the acupoints to induce labor with his fingers.

"Gu Zhiqing? Xiuhe's baby is really gone?"

"It was a stillbirth. The time of death was about four or five days ago. It was hit by a strong external force, the placenta abrupted, and the baby suffocated in the womb."

The crowd gasped, huddled together whispering amongst themselves, looking at Aunt Cheng who was still struggling in the snowdrift, but no one stepped forward to help pull her out.

So it turns out there really are people who don't like their grandchildren? They might even want to kill them. But why is that?