Chapter 79: Both Faces Are Dark

No one in this hospital doesn't know who this Doctor Song is, but he is already dead!

He died the day before yesterday, the cause is unknown. It is said that the funeral was hastily held yesterday and he was buried.

Some people were afraid of the minister's momentum and replied tremblingly: "He died the day before yesterday..."

When the minister heard this, he turned his gaze to He Jingsi lying on the bed and was silent for a while.

"Everyone, get out."

The people on standby saw him like this and started to let people leave.

The door was closed in the room, leaving only him and the unconscious person on the bed.

"If you don't wake up, I won't be able to save your life."

He said self-deprecatingly, "When you die, I will just dump you somewhere. Who told you to hide everything so carefully..."

Here, he completely lost the momentum he had in front of outsiders just now, and complained as if he was chatting with a friend.

When he left again, there was another layer of guards guarding outside the door. Whenever someone went in, they would follow them to ensure the safety of the people inside.

Anping had just taken a day off and was lying at home when he heard someone knocking on the door. The knocking was very regular, so he quickly got up and opened the door.

The people outside saluted, and An Ping's expression remained solemn.

After he put it down, the next person spoke, repeating what the minister had told him to do.

When Anping heard that it was He Jingsi who gave the order, his heart sank and he nodded.

After everyone left, he went into the room to find the things and took them out.

It seems he needs to go back.

Fu Yuling was not aware of the situation on He Jingsi's side.

After He Qiu mentioned it once that day, she gradually forgot about it.

After a few days, He Qiu moved back temporarily. Why do I say temporarily? Because during this period, He Jingxue did not come back at all, and He Qiu did not bring his things back.

Fu Yuling wanted to say something, but when she thought that her relationship with them was still in a transitional period, she did not intervene and continued to persuade them.

She was getting better and slowly began to focus on eating delicious food. She had thought of killing the two chickens and making soup for the children, but when she found that they didn't seem to be suffering from the cold, she kept them.

The only purpose of the two chickens she could think of was that they would cluck on time every morning, acting as an "alarm clock".

The last time she and Fu Qi went to set up a stall, after deducting the costs, she found that they had earned more than sixteen yuan.

Although this price is not much compared to the money earned from selling medicinal herbs, it is already very good. After all, it is earned by their hard work.

Some time ago, the idea of ​​buying things without tickets spread throughout the village, and many people bought a lot of things.

In contrast, no one knew that Fu Yuling was setting up a stall yet.

She cooked the meal, a relatively hearty one, and packed up the other three portions.

"Have you finished eating?"

He An obediently put the bowl in the designated place, and He Xuan followed behind him.

He Wen and He Qiu, one took a rag and started wiping the table, and the other took a broom and started sweeping the floor.

After He An was done, he moved his short legs very quickly and went over to wrap his arms around her legs and rubbed them.

Fu Yuling was already used to seeing him like this, and she subconsciously ruffled his soft black hair.

About a minute later, He Xuan came over and held her hand.

Seeing this, He Wen and He Qiu's eyes almost simultaneously fell on her other hand that was placed on He An's head. He An seemed to feel threatened and quickly raised his hand over his head to grab it.

He Wen and He Qiu both looked gloomy.