“It’s not that I want to cause trouble,” Xie Dacheng, sitting in the front, said, looking at the increasing amount of blood on his arm, his face turning pale. “Seeing our whole family trapped in this car, instead of thinking about how to get us out, he’s just spouting nonsense.”
If we could climb out, we would have done it long ago; we wouldn't have waited until now.
My arm is bleeding, and I can't move my other hand. I can't even cover it up. If this continues, I'll die. What will I do then?
Xie Dacheng felt that these days were particularly unpleasant. His wife insisted on divorcing him over a trivial matter, and then one thing after another happened in the family, which he had to bear alone.
Hoping to be free from this misfortune as soon as possible, they begged their cousin to take them to the city for better medical treatment so that their family could recover sooner. But they never expected to suffer such a disaster before even leaving the county.
He didn't even think about how his family had started making all sorts of demands as soon as they got in the car, and even complained that Xie Xin was driving too slowly.
Xie Renjie said, "Then don't be so harsh. Your uncle's health has been getting worse these past two years. You don't want to become estranged from your cousin in the future, do you?"
"Alright, I'll be a little nicer in a minute," Xie Dacheng shut his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the front. Luckily, the wooden block in front of them had stopped them, otherwise, if their car had continued to rush forward, there would have been a big slope there, and if they had overturned, the whole family might have lost their lives.
Closing my eyes, reflecting on the events of the past year, I thought, "Don't you think our family has been particularly unlucky lately?"
Grandma Xie said, "You're only just realizing this now? I told you a long time ago that I was going to the end of the county to find a shaman, but you all insisted on telling me to shut up and said I was engaging in feudal superstition."
I suspect our family has been cursed by a malicious person, especially Yang Lan. How come all these problems arise in our family the moment she mentions divorce, while she remains perfectly fine?
Xie Renjie said, "We can't say she's perfectly fine. You've forgotten that she spent so much time in the hospital before the Lunar New Year."
The baby in my womb almost slipped out, and the neighbor even asked if I wanted to go visit..."
"Visit what? She has nothing to do with our family anymore," said Old Mrs. Xie with a dark face. "I think she's a jinx in the womb. She hasn't even been born yet, and she's already made a mess of our family."
I'm telling you, you absolutely cannot go there again, lest you bring bad luck back with you.
Xie Dacheng said, "Mother, these are all baseless rumors. Besides, we have signed a pledge with the Yang family and written a guarantee that the two families will definitely not have any contact in the future. That child is not considered to be from our family, so he will not be a problem for us."
It wasn't that he wanted to speak up for Yang Lan, but saying it would be unreasonable to remain silent, and would only give others something to talk about, and his family would be branded as superstitious...
Xie Renjie also thought of this, "Don't move or speak. You won't have any impact up there, but we'll be the ones who suffer."
"Xiao Cheng, how about this? The three of us squat side by side, that way we won't crush you."
"Then help me up," Xie Xiaocheng said, clutching his legs. "It's no use saying all this now, my legs are broken."
In such a small space, with several injured people, anyone who moved would have to endure immense pain.
...
Hua Xiangyun and her group were very familiar with the roads here. They chose a few side roads and arrived at the county hospital as quickly as possible.
Of course, if they encounter someone on the road, they'll casually mention that there's been a car accident up ahead and the people inside are waiting for help.
As for whether others would go to help, Hua Xiangyun and the others said they were powerless to do so, and that they had done everything they could.
After a series of checks, it was found that he had only hit his head and was temporarily unconscious.
Hua Baoguo's work cannot be delayed, mainly because his position is quite important, and it is difficult to find someone to cover his shift.
“If we don’t hurry, we won’t even catch the last bus,” Hua Xiangyun reminded him. “We’ll keep an eye on things here, Dad. Why don’t you have your older brother take you there on his bicycle?”
"It's better not to ride a bicycle," said Tian Guihua, who had rushed over. "The roads are very slippery now. Before you get on the bus, you should check whether there are anti-slip mats on the wheels."
If it doesn't work out, just call your supervisor and ask for leave. This kind of special situation isn't something you wanted to happen, so it should be understandable.
Hua Baoguo looked at Xun Liangfen, who was still unconscious, gave a few more instructions to his family, and then quickly left.
Not long after he left the ward, Xun Liangfen woke up and asked, "What happened to me?"
Tian Guihua, "You were hit by a car, but fortunately, you only hit your head and bled a little. Otherwise, you're fine."
Hua Xiangyun looked up at her and remembered that her grandmother hadn't treated her this way when she bumped her head.
"The doctor said that although there was a lot of bleeding, no bones were broken, so it's nothing serious. She just needs to rest for a few days," Tian Guihua said, displaying a hypocritical attitude, as she saw that the woman was still clutching her head.
When Hua Xiangyun was injured and brought back, she was so anxious that she jumped up and down on the spot. Now that someone else is lying in the hospital bed, her attitude has changed.
Xun Liangfang glanced around the ward; everyone was there, but Hua Baoguo was nowhere to be seen. "Where's Baoguo?"
“I told him to go to work first,” Tian Guihua said. “We can’t both be absent from work without a reason, and he can also help you ask for leave when he gets there.”
Xun Liangfen remained silent, knowing in her heart that this arrangement was the best, but she still felt somewhat wronged.
"Mom, would you like some water?" Hua Xiangyun interrupted her self-pity. "Is there anything else that's bothering you? Should we call a doctor?"
Xun Liangfen covered her head, now she could finally empathize with Hua Xiangyun's previous injury. Her head was throbbing and she was dizzy, the feeling was just too unbearable.
"Feeling a little nauseous?" Tian Guihua frowned, remembering some of Hua Xiangyun's previous symptoms, and felt a little worried.
Xun Liangfen said, "No, it's just that my forehead hurts a little."
"That's alright then," Tian Guihua breathed a sigh of relief. "Xiao Guai was unconscious for several days before, and would get dizzy with the slightest movement."
Be careful these next couple of days, and only get out of bed and walk around once you're completely back to normal.
Xun Liangfen became anxious, "But I still have to go back to work."
"By the time you get back, the train will have already left," Tian Guihua said irritably. "Don't worry, your workplace will take care of everything."
Since you're alright, you can rest for a bit. I'll go back and bring you some food.
"You three, whoever wants to stay here with me, the rest of you come back with me first, and we'll take over the shift tonight."
Hua Xiangyun said, "I'll stay here and keep watch!"
After all, there are differences between men and women, and it's not very convenient for the two older brothers to be here.
“Then you take good care of your mother,” Tian Guihua knew this was the only option. Her granddaughter-in-law was heavily pregnant, and it was impossible for her to come over. “I will come to take care of her tonight.”
Hua Xiangyun: "It's okay for me to take care of it all by myself."
...
Just then, a commotion came from outside the ward. Upon closer listening, it turned out that the people from the car earlier were being brought over.
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