"Mom, are you okay? You can't fall down."
He Chunsheng caught his old mother who was falling backwards. He pinched her philtrum while looking out the door. "Old Liu has gone to work. Why hasn't Fang Wanggui come yet? If not, we can call Liu Huixin over."
Zhao Meiya slowly woke up, tears streaming down her face as she cried about her poor Dongbao. She didn't even get to see him for the last time, and she didn't know how sad she must be after returning.
Just ten seconds passed, but for the He family, it felt like a whole year. Their hearts were tightly gripped, hanging high in the air.
Suddenly, Wang Taozhi pointed at Jiang Yanxu and exclaimed, "Mom, he seems to be alive again. Look at his face, is there white steam coming out of it?"
"What are you talking about? Don't mention such unlucky words."
Zhao Meiya wiped away her tears hastily and looked carefully.
He found that what Wang Taozhi said was indeed true. The temperature was low in winter, and mist would be produced by breathing. At this time, there was a small area of mist rising in front of Jiang Yanxu's nose.
She quickly reached out her hand and found that his breathing had returned and his heartbeat was gradually becoming stronger.
She immediately burst into laughter, not knowing how to vent her joy. She turned around and slapped He Chunsheng hard.
"It's all your fault for yelling. What do you mean by dead? Isn't Xiao Jiang fine?"
He Chunsheng also noticed that the person on the bed had regained his spirits. He seemed to have just fallen asleep, grinning and laughing.
He was also happy, but he had to distinguish right from wrong. "Mom, you touched it just now, and it's true that she's not breathing. Could it be that we're both wrong?"
"It was you who misled me, get out of here!"
Zhao Meiya pushed him away and welcomed Fang Wanggui who was late.
"Doctor Fang is here, come and take a look at Xiao Jiang. He just suddenly fell to the ground, do you think he has an emergency?"
Almost at the same time, He Ruixue pushed the door open. After learning the general outline of the situation from Zhao Meiya, the fear that came later surged through her body.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on her back and she didn't dare to think too much.
Jiang Yanxu might have really died just now, but she used the card too quickly to bring him back to life.
If we delay any longer and his heart stops beating for a certain period of time, even gods won't be able to save him.
She leaned against the door, trying to calm her overpowering emotions.
I just ran all the way back, and only after the adrenaline wore off did I feel the tearing pain in my throat.
After a short rest, He Ruixue rushed to Jiang Yanxu and held his hand tightly.
Looking at his pale and gray face, my heart felt like it was locked in an ice cellar in the middle of winter, as cold and dark as a desperate situation.
Even though she knew he would not die, she was still wrapped in sorrow and despair.
He Ruixue slowly exerted force with her hands, hoping to give him some strength.
After taking the pulse, Fang Wanggui frowned and said, "The pulse is very complicated, like that of an elderly person on his deathbed, but also like that of a young person with both Qi and blood deficiency.
You said he just stopped breathing and his heart stopped beating, maybe he had a brief shock caused by something, and then he recovered on his own."
As he spoke, he looked at He Ruixue and said, "My expertise is limited, and I can't tell what strange disease he has. Should we ask my master for help, or take him to a large hospital for examination?"
"Need not."
He Ruixue was frighteningly calm at this moment. She stood up and added coal to the small boiler to warm up the house, then persuaded them all to leave. "Don't worry, Yanxu is fine, he's just a little tired. He will wake up soon."
He Xiaoxu was held in Zhao Meiya's arms. He rubbed his red eyes with the back of his hands and stretched out his arms to ask for a hug. His sobs were full of helplessness, "Wuwuwu, Mom, I want Dad..."
Young children do not know the difference between life and death, but are affected by adults' emotions and become very uneasy.
Amidst her daughter's cries, He Ruixue's effortless composure began to crack. She held the child in her arms and gently comforted her, "It's okay, Xubao. Mommy promises you, go out for dinner, and Daddy will be up and playing with you right away."
He Xiaoxu stopped crying and looked at her in confusion, "Mom, is Dad asleep? He's such a lazy bum."
"Yes, Dad is a big lazy guy, Mom will go and teach him a lesson right away."
He Ruixue sniffed and handed the child to Zhao Meiya. When she turned around, tears silently dripped onto her clothes, leaving circular water marks.
After locking the door and returning to the bed, she buried her head in Jiang Yanxu's palm.
Too many things happened today, and the myriad of things made her head dizzy. Only now did she have the energy to organize her thoughts.
He Ruixue tried to call out the system in her mind, but got no response. It seemed that he had really left.
A feeling of emptiness and loss came over me.
It’s not because the golden finger has been detached. In fact, after she gave birth to the child, the system has rarely appeared.
Now she is fully confident in dealing with the future and is not very dependent on it.
At this moment, it feels like I have lost an old friend who has been with me for a long time.
However, the system was so eager to leave, probably because it had a better place to go, and she was happy for it.
As for the so-called instructions for remaining issues, they are currently at the front of the storage space.
He Ruixue clicked to view, and a white light rushed into her mind at lightning speed. The excessive amount of information made her forehead ache.
After she finished reading, her confusion was greatly reduced.
It turns out that the so-called book-traveling does not exist at all. The island stepmother novel she read before going to bed was actually a possible future transmitted to her by the system in the form of text.
However, it is told from Sun Laiyi's perspective. She is a reborn person, but not the protagonist.
There may be people in the world who are born with a mission, possess extraordinary wisdom and luck, and may be able to change an era, but they cannot affect the operation of the world.
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