Song Lingdang cried silently for a very long time.
From midnight to dawn, this dark night finally passed.
However, Song Lingdang fainted in Qiao Anle's arms due to exhaustion.
Qiao Anle gently let her go.
A slender and frail woman would not look out of place even if she slept in the small beds of the second and third cubs.
At the beginning.
Song Lingdang left Qiao Anle's arms. She was not sleeping well and was crying softly.
Even in dreams, sadness and anxiety still exist.
Qiao Anle patted her back gently to comfort her.
The effect is not good.
Somehow, Song Lingdang grabbed the small quilt that Sanzai always used to sleep on.
The small quilt has the unique milky scent of a child.
Soothed by this smell, Song Lingdang slowly relaxed her tightly furrowed brows.
And her complexion...
But it is still pale.
Qiao Anle left the small room only after seeing that Song Lingdang was sleeping soundly.
She closed the door gently.
I hope Song Lingdang can have a good sleep.
…
Qiao Anle had just left when Fang Cheng arrived with a doctor.
The old doctor was over seventy years old, his eyesight was blurry and his health was not good. He walked slowly all the way.
Fang Cheng was extremely anxious.
He is a man who can march hundreds of kilometers quickly, but now he is following an old man who moves at a snail's pace.
How can I bear this?
And Qiao Anle and Song Lingdang are still waiting for him!
When Fang Cheng thought of the shocking marks on Song Lingdang's body, his heart felt like it was on fire.
He simply went all out.
He just carried the old doctor on his back!
Then he ran all the way.
It was difficult to reach the Li family courtyard.
Fang Cheng was gasping for breath, hot beads of sweat falling on his forehead, and the old doctor was still on his back.
He just happened to see Qiao Anle walking out and closing the door.
The whole person paused.
Fang Cheng is unusually attentive.
He lowered his voice and asked quietly, "Is she...is she asleep?"
"Well, she just went to bed, so she's probably tired. Let's not wake her up."
"Okay... okay..." Fang Cheng nodded, then thought of the old doctor on his back and immediately asked, "Sister-in-law, I asked a doctor to come, but now... how can I get treatment?"
Song Lingdang fell asleep with great difficulty, and she definitely couldn't be woken up.
But she didn't know how long she would sleep.
We can't let the old doctor make a wasted trip.
Qiao Anle thought of a compromise.
"It's okay. Put the doctor down first. Please have a seat and have a cup of tea. I also know Song Lingdang's general situation. Let me talk to the doctor first."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, sister-in-law."
Fang Cheng responded and immediately helped the old doctor sit down.
Qiao Anle also had other considerations when making this decision.
That is Song Lingdang's illness. To put it bluntly, it is a mental illness. There are not many psychologists these days, and ordinary doctors can't treat it.
Even seeing a doctor didn't help much.
Now we can only try our best to save the situation.
There was no hope in her heart.
The other side.
Li Fengbei had already had breakfast with his three children, but the table was still full of food.
White porridge, steamed buns, and cornbread, we have it all.
This man specially prepared some extra.
He spoke out.
"Wife, Fang Cheng, you haven't had breakfast yet. Please invite the doctor and sit down. Let's eat and talk."
Qiao Anle nodded.
She experienced too many ups and downs in this night.
The body is tired...
I am also tired...
Only when he saw Li Fengbei and heard Li Fengbei's voice, the tense mood would be slightly relieved.
Several people sat down at the dinner table.
Li Fengbei took a steaming enamel cup and placed it in front of Qiao Anle.
He urged, "Wife, drink some of this."
Qiao Anle looked down.
I found that the enamel cup contained brown sugar water, with a few red dates and peanuts in it.
The enamel cup heats up from the inside out.
It doesn't look like it was soaked in hot water.
It should be placed on the rice cooker and kept warm by steam.
This was specially prepared for her by Li Fengbei...
Qiao Anle's tense heart slowly warmed up.
and……
Last night was supposed to be her and Li Fengbei's wedding night.
The two of them should be stuck in bed, sweet and loving.
But everything was only beautiful in the first half of the night, while the second half was full of countless twists and turns.
For Li Fengbei...
It's also a pity.
Qiao Anle picked up the warm enamel cup, blew gently on it, and drank a few sips of the sweet brown sugar water.
She calmed down and then told the old doctor about Song Lingdang.
"The patient's condition is probably like this. She had a child before..."
bit by bit.
The truth was revealed from what Song Lingdang said and what Qiao Anle saw with his own eyes.
Wait until Qiao Anle is halfway through speaking.
Fang Cheng couldn't help it!
He was still hungry, but he was so angry that he couldn't even eat the white flour buns!
"That bastard Lu Jianmin! Is he even a man?! He even beat his own wife! And that child... that child is his! It's his child! He actually stood by and watched him die without helping! A man like that! He's not even worthy of being a husband or a father! We were once comrades-in-arms! If I were on the battlefield and gave my life to a comrade like that, I wouldn't feel at ease at all!"
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