The Wen family received news of Mo Zifeng's injury the following evening; it was Mo Mingde who delivered the message.
"What? Zifeng is seriously injured in the hospital?" Mo Yitao was very surprised.
Lu Yuan and his wife, along with Wen Shengtao, were all surprised.
"How could you be seriously injured? You were perfectly fine when you left yesterday," Mo Yitao said.
"Sigh, I heard that yesterday Xiaoyu and Yu Xuejian ran straight home without taking care of their child. Zifeng had no choice but to go to Yu's house to take the child. But as soon as he put the child down, he accidentally fell and hit his head on the ground. He fainted on the spot and bled a lot. He is still unconscious and staying in the hospital. The doctor told Mingxiu and the others to be prepared, because he is probably not going to make it."
Mo Yitao's eyes instantly reddened. She had watched Mo Zifeng grow up and used to love her nephew very much. It was only after Mo Lijuan's incident that the relationship between the two families soured and they became estranged.
Ultimately, the reason the two families have fallen on hard times is because they each love their own children. Their different stances lead to different attitudes towards things.
Mo Yitao and Wen Shengtao could understand but not agree. They didn't harbor the same resentment towards Mo Erjiu's family as they did towards Wen Moyu, nor did they think she was vicious; at most, they were just indignant.
Putting aside Mo Lijuan, the feud between the two families seemed insignificant in the face of human life. Now that she heard her nephew was about to die, Mo Yitao was naturally distressed.
"Peach, come with your brother to the hospital to see Zifeng. It might be the last time you see him."
Upon hearing Mo Mingde's words, Mo Yitao couldn't help but shed tears. Wiping away her tears, she instructed Lu Yuan, "Yuan, go and call Hang, tell him to go and see him too."
Lu Yuan and his wife exchanged a glance. Wen Moxue nodded, and Lu Yuan said, "Mom, let's all go and take a look. I'll drive you there. When we get to the family building, we'll just call my older brother and sister-in-law."
"good!"
Mo Yitao and Wen Moxue packed some things, took the three children, and went to the family building to pick up Wen Qihang and Qu Wenjing before going to the hospital together.
At the hospital.
Mo Zifeng had shaved his head, his head was wrapped in gauze, and he lay lifeless on the hospital bed with a pale face.
The rest of Uncle Mo's family were also there. Jian Qiuhua sat by the hospital bed, wiping away tears with a handkerchief; her eyes were red and swollen. Mo Mingxiu's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked as if all his energy had been drained away, as if he had aged ten years overnight.
Upon seeing Lu Yuan, Mo Yitao, and their group, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Taozi, you're here!"
Mo Yitao nodded, her eyes red. "How is Zifeng?"
Mo Mingxiu's eyes glistened with tears, his lips trembled a few times, but he ultimately couldn't bring himself to say the unpleasant words. He sighed and said, "Let's go take a look!"
Mo Yitao approached the hospital bed, looked at the person lying unconscious on it, and covered her mouth, choking back sobs.
Wen Moxue handed the child she was holding to Qu Wenjing and went forward to check on him. She noticed that in addition to the bruise around his left eye, he also had injuries to his mouth and right cheekbone, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.
How come she remembered that her cousin Ziyang only punched her once yesterday, and that only injured her left eye socket? How did she get the other two injuries?
Having some doubts, I asked them.
When Jian Qiuhua heard the sound, she looked up and saw Mo Yitao and Wen Moxue beside her. Instantly, the grief in her heart turned into anger.
"What are you doing here? Haven't you hurt our family enough? Lijuan was harmed by Wen Moxue, and now Wen Moyu is here to harm my Zifeng."
"My poor Zifeng, how could you be so unlucky to have such an aunt who gave birth to such a worthless and wretched child who has brought so much suffering to you and your brother?"
Jian Qiuhua beat her chest and stamped her feet, crying more and more that she felt Mo Yitao and her two daughters had harmed her two children. She looked at Mo Yitao and Wen Moxue as if she had been poisoned.
He suddenly lunged at the mother and daughter, shouting, "Mo Yitao, I'm going to kill you! Kill you! It's all your fault! I'll make you pay with your life!"
Lu Yuan had already handed the child over to someone else when Jian Qiuhua questioned him, and began to pay attention to her every move, worried that she might suddenly go crazy.
So when she lunged at him, he immediately grabbed her.
“Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. Go find whoever injured your son. Don’t blame my mother-in-law. Your daughter has only herself to blame, and she has no one else to blame.”
After saying that, he pushed the person back, grabbed his wife, and tried to leave while protecting his mother-in-law. Why bother helping someone who doesn't know right from wrong and doesn't know what's good for them?
Wen Moxue pulled him back and shook her head. "Brother Yuan, this is a human life. Cousin Zifeng used to treat me quite well."
Lu Yuan frowned, glanced at Jian Qiuhua who was glaring at them fiercely, and said, "Wife, have you thought this through? Even if you help them, they may not remember your kindness. They might even repay kindness with enmity and think you are harming them."
Wen Moxue said, "Ignoring everything else, just considering how good my cousin Zifeng and my second uncle have always been to me, during the first six months after I went to the countryside, they would occasionally send me things through my parents. I'm just repaying their kindness. Besides, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, so I'm just doing this to accumulate good karma for the children and to put my mind at ease."
Lu Yuan knew she was right, so he nodded. "Yes, if you want to save them, then save them. But you also said that saving a life is just repaying a debt of gratitude. Whether the person wakes up or not is not within your consideration. Once the debt of gratitude is repaid, there is no need to do anything else. If you want to do something else, then it's a different story."
Wen Moxue instantly understood what he was planning: to prevent her and her mother from venting their anger, he wouldn't take out any extra medicine.
"I understand." She nodded with a smile.
After saying that, he walked over to Mo Mingxiu, took out a small porcelain bottle from his bag and poured out a snow-white pill.
"Second Uncle, this pill is a life-saving pill made by my father-in-law using a variety of precious medicinal herbs. Taking one pill can save a person's life if they fall into a coma due to external injuries."
Mo Mingxiu was overjoyed, "Really?"
Wen Moxue nodded, half-jokingly saying, "Of course it's true. Back then, Grandpa Liu from our village was hit on the head with a stone and almost died. This medicine saved him."
Mo Mingxiu quickly took the medicine, "Thank you, Xiaoxue."
She was about to give her son his medicine when Jian Qiuhua stopped her.
"No, Mo Mingxiu, we can't just give my son anything to eat. He's in this condition, we can't afford the slightest mistake."
Mo Mingxiu paused, remembering the doctor's words that they should be prepared to lose their son at any time, and his hand holding the medicine trembled violently.
Jian Qiuhua continued, "Also, I don't trust the medicine Wen Moxue gave me. She has a problem with Lijuan, and she hates our whole family. How could she possibly be kind enough to save our Zifeng? If this medicine really causes problems, who will take responsibility?"
Mo Yitao had initially felt sorry for her second sister-in-law, but now she was furious.
"You've really misunderstood my good intentions. Xiaoxue gave you these precious life-saving pills out of pure kindness, and you actually think she's trying to harm you. If anything really happens to Zifeng, it'll be your fault as his mother, Jian Qiuhua."
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