Looking into Aunt Zhang's eyes, Su Qian felt a tightness in her chest, and she called out softly, "Auntie."
Seeing her innocent appearance, Aunt Zhang hugged her tightly and said with heartache, "A-Qian, my dear A-Qian, you must take good care of yourself, take good care of yourself."
She kept repeating a word over and over, which made Su Qian's nose feel a little sore. "Auntie, I'm here."
It will be alright.
Aunt Zhang shook her head with a wry smile and said, "A-Qian, listen to your aunt, okay?"
Unconsciously, Su Qian nodded. She stared blankly as Aunt Zhang walked out of the house, out of the yard, and closed the door. Only when she heard the sound of the lock clicking shut did she come back to her senses.
"aunt......"
A gentle breeze swept by, carrying away her whispers and her figure.
Su Qian followed Aunt Zhang cautiously to Qingshan Village. However, there was no one guarding the village gate, and apart from a few corpses lying around, there was no one else on the way up the mountain.
Aunt Zhang became increasingly alarmed as she looked, and she quickly ran towards the lobby.
At this moment, the hall was surrounded by people, both inside and outside. Shang Tian was in the very center of these people, holding a man in his arms.
"Husband!" Aunt Zhang shouted as she saw the familiar figure, pushing through the crowd and running towards Shang Tian.
She pushed Shang Tian away, hugged the man tightly, and cried out, "How could you be so heartless as to abandon us, mother and child?"
"Mother," Shang Tian's voice was extremely dry, and his words were also parched, "Burn it."
Aunt Zhang suddenly raised her head, her eyes bloodshot. She gritted her teeth and looked at Shang Tian, asking each word slowly and deliberately, "What did you say?"
Shang Tian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said, "Burn it."
He clenched his fists tightly, as if he was suppressing something.
"You..." Aunt Zhang felt extremely dizzy and wanted to curse, but her voice was stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter a single syllable.
Su Qian stood far away outside, her hand tightening and loosening repeatedly. Finally, she asked in a low voice, "Jingjing, do you have a way?"
Is there any way?
Seeing Aunt Zhang's pained expression, Su Qian was eagerly hoping that Jingjing would utter a word.
However… “Host, please accept my condolences.”
The end times...
Su Qian's lips curled up involuntarily. "Really not?" she asked, as if she were asking herself, or perhaps someone else.
Since it's a virus, why isn't there a way to cure it?
At this moment, Su Qian walked to Aunt Zhang's side, lowered her head, looked at the man lying quietly in Aunt Zhang's arms, and murmured, "Why didn't you survive?"
"A-Qian".
Shang Tian glanced at the people around him, waved his hand, and said, "You can all go down now."
"Young Master..."
"Get down," Shang Tian ordered wearily.
Seeing that he insisted, no one said anything and they all withdrew.
After everyone had left, Shang Tian looked at Su Qian and asked, "Qian, is my father still alive?"
Su Qian shook her head and said, "I don't know."
have no idea......
Su Qian didn't rule out the possibility, so does that mean there's still hope?
Shang Tian held Su Qian's hand tightly, tears dripping onto the floor and soaking the carpet. "Qian, you have a way, right?"
Su Qian looked at Shang Tian, thought for a moment, and asked, "How about we feed him a bowl of Banlangen (Isatis root)?"
Isn't it said that Banlangen (Isatis root) can cure all diseases?
Maybe it will be useful?
Upon hearing Su Qian's words, Shang Tian immediately ordered someone to prepare, looking at the thick bowl of broth.
Shang Tian grabbed Shang Da Wang's chin and forced him to drink it.
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