Chapter 72: No one takes the will seriously

When Xie Huaiqian heard this, he ran even faster and disappeared in a flash.

Tsk, Xie Huaiqian, who was mature, steady and precocious at a young age, also messed up in the process of being a young teacher.

Lu Mingchao resigned himself to his fate and got up from the rocking chair, trying hard to look gentle and kind.

"Ru'an, where did your elder brother teach you?"

Ru'an showed a shy smile on her fair and delicate face, and said obediently, "Mother Lu, here."

Next.

A quarter of an hour.

A stick of incense.

Half an hour.

Lu Mingchao heard it countless times: why, why, why.

Numb, numb.

Xie Jingyi, a listener, was also very excited at first but ended up falling into a deep sleep.

Only Xie Ruan is on the road of a hundred thousand whys, never getting tired of it and never returning.

Lu Mingchao took a sip of warm tea to moisten his slightly dry throat, then raised his hand and rubbed Xie Ru'an's head. "Ru'an, take a break."

Xie Ru'an rubbed Lu Mingchao's palm and said, "Mother Lu is so kind."

Lu Mingchao lowered his eyes and watched the tea in the cup ripple gently.

No, she's not okay.

After three cups and two glasses of light tea slid down his throat, Lu Mingchao felt like he was alive again.

Finally, Xie Huaiqian trotted into the house, panting, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Mom, she, she's back." Xie Huaiqian supported his knees with both hands, breathing heavily, sweat pouring down his face.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s a sunny summer.

Lu Mingchao paused as he wiped Xie Huaiqian's sweat with a handkerchief and frowned slightly, "Feng Jinyu?"

"You're back?"

Last night Xie Yan said that Feng Jinyu had a big wound and blood was all over the floor.

"How did you get back?"

Horizontal or vertical?

Xie Huaiqian gulped down a glass of warm water and slowed down his breathing. "I was carried back here."

"Huzi's family and Feng's family are separated by two walls. I was originally at Huzi's house trying to get some information, and while we were chatting, I heard the Feng's family suddenly become noisy."

"I saw with my own eyes that she was lifted off the donkey cart. The thick cloth wrapped around her forehead was soaked with blood and was still oozing out."

"There was another donkey cart following the village chief's donkey cart, and two people, one old and one young, got off the cart."

"The older one was wearing a washed-out gown and a fur coat that was almost completely shed. The younger one was wearing puffy grey shorts and trousers. At first glance, they looked a bit alike."

"The old man and the young boy also entered the Feng family. I was afraid of making mistakes, so I didn't dare to delay."

Lu Mingchao frowned tightly, his fingers unconsciously clenched the handkerchief tightly, his heart filled with confusion and doubt.

She had deliberately chosen the fastest-acting hemostatic powder, wrapped it up with a gauze bandage, and went back to town to be treated again by the doctor at the hospital. This should never have happened.

As for the old man and the young boy, they are most likely the old scholar and his eldest son who were engaged to Feng Jinyu.

What is the old scholar's intention by appearing at Feng's house at this time?

"Mom, I think she might not survive." Xie Huaiqian pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally said it.

He knew what it was like to be dying.

When Xie Huaiqian's words fell into Lu Mingchao's ears, every word was like a sharp thorn piercing her nerves.

How could this be?

How could this be!

At this moment, Lu Mingchao consciously suspected the Feng family and Mr. Fan with the greatest malice.

What happened last night after Feng Jinyu was sent to the town hospital?

Just when Lu Mingchao was wondering whether to go there in person, the haggard and frail Aunt Feng came to his door.

As soon as she saw Lu Mingchao, Aunt Feng immediately held Lu Mingchao's hand.

"Auntie Feng?" Lu Mingchao was surprised.

Aunt Feng asked in a panic, "Xiao Ming, do you have any golden medicine that can stop the bleeding?"

Lu Mingchao nodded and said, "I'll go back with you to take a look."

Aunt Feng nodded hurriedly, "That's great. If you go, maybe Jin Yu will be happier."

She saw clearly that ever since the punishment of the girl from the Qi family outside the old village chief's courtyard, her sister-in-law had been looking at Lu Mingchao with shining eyes, but her sister-in-law refused to admit it.

She wasn't sure if her sister-in-law could hold on.

But now that Lu Mingchao is gone, my sister-in-law can leave with more ease, because at least there is someone she likes in front of her.

As Lu Mingchao walked, he asked, "Auntie Feng, how is Jin Yu doing?"

"Didn't you go to the hospital?"

Aunt Feng slapped her thigh, her eyes reddened, "That damn old scholar!"

"The medicine you gave me for the abscess stopped the bleeding. My mother-in-law and I took Jin Yu to the town's medical clinic."

"The old scholar heard from somewhere that Jin Yu was going to die soon, so he went to the clinic early in the morning and said that the marriage contract had been finalized and that a gentleman honors his promise. Even if Jin Yu was going to die soon, he would not break the contract and would marry her in a formal ceremony."

"People coming and going outside the clinic all praised the old scholar for his loyalty and righteousness, saying he was a rare gentleman."

"The old scholar suggested taking Jin Yu to her home to recuperate, but I think that's inappropriate."

"The mother-in-law believed the old scholar's lies and was sure that Jin Yu would never get married if she didn't marry the old scholar. She was blinded by the old scholar's advice and took Jin Yu to the old scholar's house while she was still unconscious."

"I thought, this way, Jin Yu can accept her fate, and once she accepts her fate, she can live a peaceful and good life with the old scholar."

"The mother-in-law was also thinking about Jinyu, but Jinyu was hot-tempered and would not easily accept her fate. When she woke up, she saw that she was in the same room with the old scholar, who said some frivolous and harsh words. She was so embarrassed that she bumped into the hard, bare bed board."

"At that time, there was a large pool of blood on the bed."

"The doctor at the clinic tried everything to stop the bleeding, but he couldn't stop it, so he just pushed me back and left it to fate."

"The doctor said Jin Yu probably won't survive." Aunt Feng's emotions were out of control, her voice choked with sobs. She turned her face away and wiped the tears from her face one after another.

Lu Mingchao's heart sank.

Can't survive?

Such a vivid person.

When Lu Mingchao arrived at Feng's house, there were already quite a few people standing in the courtyard.

Some elderly people, while sighing and lamenting the sins of Old Lady Feng and Scholar Fan, at the same time, thought they were being kind and thoughtful and suggested that Feng Jinyu should be married off as soon as possible while the old scholar had not changed his mind and Feng Jinyu was still alive, to avoid becoming a wandering ghost after her death.

Every word was carried by the wind into Lu Mingchao's ears.

Lu Mingchao felt depressed. Even if Feng Jinyu risked his life, could he not get a chance to be taken seriously?

Indeed, Feng Jinyu was a little impulsive in seeking death.

However, if they could have negotiated, Feng Jinyu would not have been so decisive.

Led by Aunt Feng, Lu Mingchao walked through the crowd, crossed the threshold, and saw Scholar Fan sitting upright on a chair.

Mr. Fan had an arrogant look on his face, and the disdain in his eyes was evident.

All appearance is false.

Lu Mingchao frowned slightly.

alive