She could only feel at ease after asking the right questions.
Therefore, she still wanted to go to Master Huikong to find out the situation first.
However, just as she stepped out of the door, Song Rushuang's hurried voice rang out in the room:
"grandmother!"
Old Mrs. Song stopped abruptly.
In desperation, he had to return to Song Rushuang.
Given her status, she naturally had to sit in the seat closest to Song Rushuang.
"grandmother,"
Song Rushuang put her hand against the back of Old Lady Song's hand and said affectionately:
"Grandma, please stay with Xiao Qi today, okay?"
"Oh, okay."
How could Mrs. Song, who is such a kind and gentle person, not understand what Song Rushuang meant by saying this?
As time went by, Song Rushuang's spirit gradually became increasingly weak.
She tried very hard to open her eyes wide, and even pinched herself secretly, just to keep herself awake.
But the painful attack will bring you to the brink of collapse at the final point.
Old Madam Song patted Song Rushuang on the back and coaxed her softly:
"Xiao Qi, are you sleepy?"
Song Rushuang was obviously so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes. She really wanted to nod, but when she realized her current situation, in order not to make the old lady worry too much, Song Rushuang still insisted on shaking her head.
She said, "Grandma, Xiaoqi is not sleepy."
This is just something you can say for fun.
Lin Bing, who was standing on the other side of the room, took two steps at a time and came forward, saying to Song Rushuang in an urgent voice:
"Xiao Qi, you must listen to your godmother and never fall asleep!"
Chen Yao was probably equally nervous, and his expression was heavy as he looked at Song Rushuang.
"Xiao Qi, you have to persevere and think about your mother."
Song Rushuang was really obedient, and she really thought of Duan Dinglan.
She also knew that Duan Dinglan would be very sad, and of course she wanted to persist if possible.
But this is not a phenomenon she can control.
System Xiao Ai has given Song Rushuang too many chances.
This time, there is no chance like last time.
"Xiao Qi is not sleepy, Xiao Qi... Xiao Qi can do it!"
She wanted to cheer herself up, but unfortunately, she was facing a body that was constantly decaying, just like a tree trunk in autumn, which seemed unchanged from the outside, but had already begun to be hollowed out from the inside.
Her overall problems will only get worse, until the changes are noticed by outsiders, until she loses all hope.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Rushuang began to vomit blood.
Old Bai, who was already guarding outside the room, urgently helped Song Rushuang check on her physical condition.
However, he could not find out anything.
Lin Bing hesitated for a while, but still said what he was thinking about.
"Could it be because of Traditional Chinese Medicine? Can Western medicine treat it? What about witch doctors?!"
There is always a way, right?
Old Bai couldn't get angry at all now. What he felt more was a sense of powerlessness.
"Whether it's Chinese medicine, Western medicine, or whatever witch doctors or Mongolian doctors you guys are talking about, even if we find them all and gather them all in one place, they're all useless now."
Old Bai seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
He blinked his eyes tiredly, and under everyone's attention, he shook his head slowly and with difficulty.
"It can't stop the bleeding."
Or it could be said that even Old Bai didn't know why she was vomiting blood.
If we can't even find the cause, we naturally can't give a solution.
In a short while, Song Rushuang had become a little bloody man.
His chest, pillow, and body were covered with the blood that Song Rushuang had vomited.
It's really shocking to watch.
Even at this time, Song Rushuang still smiled at everyone.
Even though he couldn't speak clearly, he still tried to comfort everyone:
"Grandma, godmother, please, please don't cry. Xiaoqi doesn't feel any pain at all."
Lin Bing and Old Lady Song almost knelt down before Old Bai.
Beg him to save Song Rushuang no matter what.
But Mr. Bai was not unwilling to help.
It was really because he was helpless.
Old Bai was more anxious than anyone else. He leaned against the wall, looking as listless as Song Rushuang.
"I am an old man, but I am not a god after all. I am just too useless."
"Master... Where's the Master? Master Huikong must have a way. I'll go and ask him to save Xiaoqi!"
Old Mrs. Song wanted to leave the room.
"Her grandmother, it's too late."
Mr. Bai is just telling the truth.
The same thing.
Whether it is him or his junior uncle, although they are both almost two hundred years old, they have not deviated from the category of ordinary people and are still ordinary people at heart.
How can mortals defeat nature?
Take Song Rushuang for example. She had the ambition to conquer all odds, but then she suffered such a devastating blow.
Many things cannot be turned around just by firm belief.
"I haven't even seen it yet! How do you know it's too late? Impossible, it must be in time! In time!"
Old Mrs. Song's eyes were red.
The feeling of pain occupied all of Old Lady Song's emotions.
She had no intention of arguing, she just wanted everyone to know.
What if?!
Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, she, as a grandmother, does not want to give up at all.
Lin Bing looked at Old Lady Song deeply.
This time, she chose to stand on the old lady's side.
"The old lady is right. What if he just has a chance?"
Lin Bing wiped the tears from her face and said to the old lady in a deep voice:
"Aunt Song, I'll go with you!"
As long as there is one person's support, it is more than enough for Old Lady Song.
What's more, the person who supports her is Lin Bing.
The two hit it off immediately and immediately made an appointment to go out together.
At this time, Chen Yao also sat down beside the bed, looking at Song Rushuang on the bed with worry.
He didn't mind the bloodstains on the bed at all.
He noticed that Song Rushuang slowly closed her eyes, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat for no reason.
Emotions were suddenly raised to the highest point.
Therefore, the voice couldn't help but break.
"Xiao Qi! You can't sleep!"
Qin Cheng had moved to the other side of the bed without knowing when.
Song Rushuang struggled to open her eyes, and saw the worried expressions of Chen Yao and Qin Cheng.
She suddenly remembered that she should say something.
To them.
"Xiao Qin...Uncle Xiao Qin."
Qin Cheng agreed with some difficulty:
"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, you will... you will definitely get better."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Cheng himself didn't believe what he said.
Anyone with normal vision would not think that Song Rushuang would be fine after seeing the situation.
Song Rushuang wanted to smile.
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