"Sister Xiaoqin, if you don't have anything else to do, please go back first! I still have a lot of things to do and I need to go out." After saying this, Boyi hurried downstairs.
Boyi has ordered Zhang Xiaoqin to leave, so she can’t stay here anymore!
She walked downstairs reluctantly, unbuttoning a button on her floral shirt as she walked, and deliberately poked herself on the head twice to make it look like she had just rolled in the sheets.
Boyi was waiting for her at the gate. As soon as she came out, Boyi quickly locked the door, for fear that she would change her mind and go back to the yard and refuse to leave.
Looking at the villagers passing by, Zhang Xiaoqin slapped Boyi on the butt, deliberately putting on a coquettish look, and said in her no longer youthful voice, "Boyi, I'll see you tomorrow."
Boyi was so frightened that the lock dropped to the ground. He turned around and was about to yell at Zhang Xiaoqin. But when he saw the villagers watching the excitement at the door, his voice was so low that he couldn't even hear it. "Why are you being so rude?"
Zhang Xiaoqin didn't bother to pay attention to him. She greeted the villagers proudly, "Aunt Suhua, I heard you just had a big fat grandson. Congratulations!"
Wu Suhua, who was watching the fun, hadn't come back to her senses for a moment, and stammered in response, "Oh! Yes, congratulations! Isn't your family going to have a wedding soon?"
Another middle-aged man asked Zhang Xiaoqin bluntly, "Xiaoqin! Did you forget to comb your hair before going out? Your hair looks like a mess."
Zhang Xiaoqin, still pretending to be shy, smoothed her hair, which she had deliberately let down. Pointing at Boyi's new building, she said, "Look, I just took a nap in the new building."
Wasn't Zhang Xiaoqin doing this on purpose? She made her words vague, as if Boyi had really done something he shouldn't have done.
Everyone's eyes fell on Boyi, but Boyi didn't bother to pay attention to these boring people. He jumped on the tricycle and rode towards the town.
Seeing Zhang Xiaoqin walk away angrily, Zhang Xiaoqin did not forget to add fuel to the fire, "Boyi! Ride slower."
After Zhang Xiaoqin finished speaking, she ignored the strange looks from her fellow villagers and walked home humming a tune with a proud look on her face.
She thought that even if she couldn't steal the girl, she had to make things difficult for Kang Shumei.
Boyi prepared everything he needed to and sent out the invitations, then rushed to the town to tell Shumei the good news.
Despite the slight unpleasantness just now, it didn't affect Boyi's mood at all. He pedaled furiously. The mountains and rivers that were so familiar to him, so insignificant in the eyes of others, now seemed filled with happiness in his eyes.
While Boyi was rushing to the town, Shumei was in the hospital, waiting for her test results with a nervous mood.
During Boyi's time back in the village, Shumei's so-called heartaches became more frequent, nearly killing her when they struck. Even so, Shumei didn't take it seriously. She bought some painkillers at a small pharmacy and took a few pills whenever she felt the pain.
But just two days ago, she discovered something like an abscess on her left nipple, which was getting worse day by day. She didn't dare to buy medicine and had to go to the hospital to see a doctor.
The doctor frowned when he saw her. He was an old doctor in his fifties. He adjusted his glasses and asked Shumei coldly, "Miss, how old are you?"
Shumei replied while buttoning her shirt, "30 years old!"
The doctor sighed shamelessly, shook his head, wrote out a pile of prescriptions, and slammed them on Shumei's desk.
"Go get checked! Come back to me when the results come back. Do you have any spare money at home? If not, hurry up and scrape together some."
The doctor had seen too many cases like this, and she could tell what disease Shumei had at a glance. Her judgment was not 100%, but it was accurate to 99%.
"Doctor, is my illness serious? How much money should I prepare?"
Looking at the serious face of the doctor, Shumei felt uneasy and her heart was being pulled.
"Let's wait until the test results come out before we decide! It's better to be prepared!"
The doctor was still very conservative. Even though he was already very sure about her condition, he still didn't tell Shumei about it in advance.
Shumei didn't know what to say. Looking at the thick checklist, her heart was pounding.
The doctor added, "Next time you get the results, ask your husband to come along."
"I, I, I...I don't have a husband yet."
"Then parents and brothers are also fine."
Shumei didn't respond. She took the checklist and went to pay the fee, then checked each item according to the checklist.
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Today was the day to get the results, and Shumei arrived at the hospital early in the morning. She was very nervous and sat by the window to pick up the report, but she didn't go to get it.
The doctor's expression that day, and the hidden warnings he offered, left Shumei feeling uneasy. She also had a vague feeling that her illness wasn't just a simple heart attack. Her life was just getting back on track, her child was still young, and she and Boyi hadn't loved each other enough. She was terrified she'd contracted a terminal illness and died.
Death is not scary. She once even prayed for death because of Ji Zong, but she just couldn't let go, couldn't bear to give up everything she had now. She just couldn't accept it, couldn't accept leaving in such a confused state.
Shumei sat in the chair, hesitating for a while, and finally mustered the courage to take the report. She didn't dare to open it and took it directly to the clinic.
The doctor looked through the test results and said calmly, "Kang Shumei, right?"
Shumei nodded affirmatively, clasped her hands tightly together, and waited for the doctor to announce her test results.
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