228 Qi Jiaojiao Can't Save
Sun Siyuan frowned: "Brother, what are you going to Yunzhou for now?"
Sun Sicheng gestured to him and turned around and said that his younger brother was still naive.
Qi Wei said, "Cousin, you must save my father and sister no matter what." When he entered the house just now, he was relieved to know that both of them were still alive.
"Brother, my uncle is free for the time being, let's go see my cousin first."
The moment he saw Qi Jiaojiao, he was still shocked. She used to be a very beautiful person, but now her face was gaunt and she lay there lifeless.
Qi Wei's wife was helping the old woman feed him carefully, and soup was flowing down the corners of his mouth.
"My eldest cousin is here."
"Cousin."
The woman stopped talking and packed up her things with her maid and went downstairs. She had been exhausted these days and had sent her two children to her parents' home.
"Brother, she hit her head hard and bled a lot. Even some of her brain came out. She was delayed for another day. I'm afraid she's not going to be well again."
Sun Sicheng recovered and sat on a small stool beside her to examine her. Qi Jiaojiao's pulse was weak and sluggish, sometimes absent and sometimes weak. It was no exaggeration to say that she was on the verge of death.
He looked carefully at the back of her head again and saw an obvious indentation. It seemed that this person didn't have much time left.
He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and looked at Qi Wei.
"I can give her acupuncture, but it won't work. I estimate it will take about three days. If you can, find her son. At this point, the Chen family has no reason not to release her.
If we rescued her at the first opportunity, she might still be saved, but she would only be alive and would not be able to be a normal person. It is useless to say this now. Cousin, please ask her son to come and meet her. "
The old woman didn't use anything clean to stop the bleeding at the first time, and maybe because she was in a hurry, she didn't do this evil thing.
Qi Wei burst into tears all of a sudden.
"Brother Qi, I'll give her acupuncture to protect her heart meridian, and you can have someone stew some ginseng soup to see if she can stay for two more days. Uncle, I'll do my best, but I can't say whether she can get better."
Qi Wei choked up and said, "Sorry to bother you, cousin. I'll go pick up the child right away."
Sun Sicheng said, "Cousin, don't tell the child that his mother fell because she was looking for him. Just say it was an accident. Don't let the child carry this burden for the rest of his life."
Qi Wei nodded: "I know, Sheng'er is a good kid."
Sun Siyuan's eyes also turned red. No matter how bad Qi Jiaojiao's character was, she was still too young, just 30 years old.
Sun Sicheng reluctantly gave her an acupuncture injection, but she showed no reaction.
"Brother, is there nothing you can do?"
Sun Sicheng shook his head: "There is no way, it is too late. He may wake up for a while during his last moments of life, or he may die like this."
Sun Siyuan said angrily, "Brother, you don't know. When I took over the treatment, I simply wrapped the head. There was no doctor in the car for a day's journey. But the two women were beaten to death by my cousin. They deserved it. In this case, it goes without saying that we must pay for a doctor. Qi Jiaojiao is never short of money."
Sun Sicheng sighed.
Neither of them is innocent. The old woman is wrong, and Qi Jiaojiao is asking for trouble.
"Let's go to my cousin's place."
Sun Sicheng didn't want to stay here any longer. The person on the kang looked dead. He was a person who had just gone out. Alas.
Sun Siyuan told the two maids at the door to keep a close eye on them, and the two brothers went to Qi Shanxing's room.
An hour later, Qi Shanxing's breathing became much more stable. Sun Sicheng was exhausted after the acupuncture. He packed up his medical box, said goodbye to his cousin's wife, and prepared to return to the inn.
Wanli has come to pick him up.
"Brother, aren't you going back to live with me? Why are you going to Yunzhou at this time?"
Sun Sicheng wanted to laugh, but the second brother's words didn't match his second words at all: "I can't leave tomorrow. Your brother has no strength left now. Come back."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Wei came in with a young man.
The boy was older than Ping An, tall and thin, with delicate features, and red and swollen eyes.
"Chen Sheng pays his respects to his eldest and second cousins." The young man bent down.
"No need to bow, Chen Sheng. Your mother's situation was an accident. No one wants her to end up like this. Just stay with her." He looked at Qi Wei again. "Both sides can't be alone at night. My cousin is feeling better now. I have to go back to wash up and eat. I'm too tired to stand."
Sun Siyuan said, "My brother gave my cousin acupuncture for a long time. It was very painful. If there is anything at night, please call us. I have given my cousin's medicine to my cousin's wife."
Qi Wei bowed to the two of them and said, "Thank you very much."
Sun Sicheng took his brother into the yard, and the boy couldn't wait to walk into his mother's yard.
"Brother, this is still too tragic."
"Brother, how many days do you think she can survive?"
"elder brother,……"
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Sun Sicheng got into his car and said to his second son, "I don't have the energy to answer you. Do you have a car?"
Sun Siyuan pointed at the servant and the carriage beside him.
Sun Sicheng's car drove away.
Only Sun Siyuan was left shaking his head. His brother was so tired that he didn't even answer a single word he said.
When Sun Sicheng returned to the inn, Ping'an was already wearing comfortable clothes and eating snacks while waiting for his master.
"Master, Uncle Ming, you're back." Ping An opened the door and asked Uncle Ming to bring in the medical kit. "Master, I figured you would be back soon, so I asked the waiter to get some warm water. After you wash up, the three of us will go downstairs to eat. I'll let the others eat first, as it's not convenient after dark."
Sun Sicheng smiled with satisfaction: "Ping An has made a good arrangement, Wanli, let's go downstairs to eat in a quarter of an hour."
Ming Wanli agreed with a smile. He had already washed up, so he went downstairs to wait and also had to urge the kitchen staff.
After the master came out of the shower, Ping An still asked, "Master, how is the Qi family? Can't you leave tomorrow?"
Sun Sicheng shook his head: "He won't be able to leave for at least three days. Qi Jiaojiao probably won't live for more than three days. Her father's stroke is not very serious. I am sure that three days of acupuncture will make him feel much better. Your uncle will treat him slowly for the rest. It will be difficult for him to recover to his former state.
The hardest part is, once Qi Jiaojiao is gone, if his father finds out and he has another attack, I won’t be able to cure him at all.”
Ping An didn't expect it to be so serious: "I think if you say that, Master Qi will probably have someone carry Qi Jiaojiao back to his dowry house."
"Yes, I think so too. Qi Wei will probably do this tomorrow. It is very unlucky for a married daughter to die in her parents' home like this."
At this time in the Qi family, Qi Wei was indeed talking about this matter with Chen Sheng.
"Sheng'er, it's not that I'm cruel, but your mother is a married woman, and now the situation is like this, I can only send her back to her own house in East Street tomorrow morning.
Your grandfather had a stroke for the second time, and it's all because of your mother. To be honest, I feel sorry for your grandfather. He has been worried about you all these years because of your mother's willfulness.
Of course, now is not the time to pursue these things. Your mother has gone to the house over there, and your aunt will go over there to take care of her. I will also run back and forth between the two places. If anything really happens, it will not upset your grandfather. When he recovers a little better, I also plan to take him to the farm to recuperate."
Chen Sheng's eyes were filled with tears. A few years ago, his two younger sisters passed away together. Two small coffins were carried out of the house one after the other. Only a few years later, he had to say goodbye to his own mother as well.
The father and son, who were once very close, have now become strangers, and it seems unlikely that they will ever meet again.
Is it so difficult to live?
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