Mrs. Wang thought that Doctor Chu would let her out, but he didn't. He just told her to close the door.
Xu Zhiyi was there too.
The house was quiet and silent. Even the villagers who were watching the excitement outside the door gathered around the Song family. Some stood in the yard, and some stood on the wall.
The voices of conversation also became much quieter.
Song Bao squatted in front of the door, and only then did he feel his legs go weak.
Song Lan remained silent, staring at the tightly closed room, as if wanting to see clearly what was going on inside.
Gradually, no one spoke anymore. Everyone knew that there was a pregnant woman in the room and the doctor was treating her.
No one cleaned up the pool of blood on the ground. The black and red blood stains were disgusting and terrifying.
"Squeak~" The tightly closed door was opened from the inside.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the person who opened the door.
The one who came out was Wang Po.
Song Bao stood up suddenly and wanted to go in, but he stood up too quickly and his legs went weak. He was still close to the door, so he grabbed the door frame and didn't fall.
Mrs. Wang was startled.
None of the heads of the Song family came out.
Mrs. Wang sighed, "Oh!" Just as she saw that the girl always called her Mrs. Wang with a smile, she stayed to help.
"Song Bao, your wife is fine. Don't be sad. You won't have children in the future."
Mrs. Wang felt it was a pity. How could such a good girl have such a hard life?
Chu Jueming came out carrying the medicine box, and Xu Zhiyi stayed in the room, waiting for Wang Po's hot water to help wash Su Qiuhe's body and change into clean clothes.
She didn't have to stay, but seeing a woman trying to live lying there lifeless, she stayed anyway.
"Doctor Chu, how is Qiuhe? Can I...can I go in to see her?" Song Bao asked carefully. After being yelled at by him in the house, he was a little afraid of him.
"Yes. After you finish, go to the health center to get the money."
After Chu Jueming finished speaking, he left.
At this moment, the villagers began to talk again, chattering like birds.
"Doctor Chu, how is the person?" a woman asked.
Chu Jueming took a look at the person whose name he couldn't remember, and he didn't look like he was just there to watch the fun.
"It will take some time to take good care of it."
After saying that, he left.
The villagers who were blocking the door consciously made way for him.
After Chu Jueming used his medical skills to save people, the villagers gradually looked at him differently.
Chu Jueming slowly straightened his back and took firm and steady steps.
Song Bao walked into the house and realized belatedly that he was almost going to have a child.
The sleeping woman lying in the room didn't know that she had briefly had a child, but now she was gone.
Will she be sad? Song Bao didn't know.
He felt as if his heart was a little bitter and his chest was a little blocked.
"Xu Zhiqing, excuse me for bothering you. I'll go to the health center to get the medicine first." Song Bao said and turned to leave.
Xu Zhiyi still saw his red eyes.
No matter what the Song family is like, at least Song Bao is sincere to Su Qiuhe now.
Could this be considered a bit of luck in her miserable first eighteen years?
The hot water was brought by Wang Po's eldest daughter-in-law Zhou Cuiqiao, an honest woman. After coming in, she smiled shyly at Xu Zhiyi.
He looked at the woman on the bed with clear sympathy and pity.
Xu Zhiyi felt that the gaze was a bit dazzling, and Su Qiuhe probably didn't want others to look at her in that way.
Xu Zhiyi had this idea after she sent the unconscious Su Qiuhe to the health center.
I heard about her life experience, her past, and the marriage she had worked so hard to get.
Zhou Cuiqiao speaks very little, but her hands are very skillful.
Xu Zhiyi supported Su Qiuhe, and Zhou Cuiqiao skillfully wiped her body and changed her into clean clothes.
Zhou Cuiqiao's hands are rough, with calluses and yellow and black hands, which are the result of years of hard work.
To be more precise, the hands of every woman in the village are rough and calloused. If you only look at the hands, you can't tell they are women's hands.
Zhou Cuiqiao gently wiped her thin body with sympathy for the woman who had lost her child.
Even though she was also someone else's wife, she felt that Su Qiuhe was too thin.
After cleaning up, he carefully placed the dirty clothes into the basin and explained to Xu Zhiyi, "Xu Zhiqing, I'm taking Miss Su's clothes to wash."
Kind and hardworking.
Xu Zhiyi nodded.
Zhou Cuiqiao left.
The Song family was quiet again.
Su Qiuhe opened her eyes weakly, dim light came in, and a figure stopped in her sight.
She only remembered that Li Dadi had called her out to cook in the morning. Li Dadi stood under the eaves, where the late-night rain had left small puddles in the yard.
Li Dadi urged her to hurry up, but she refused to give way, so she had to go down and walk through the wet yard.
She had carefully avoided the small puddles in the yard for fear of slipping.
After taking only two or three steps, she felt a tug on her arm and fell.
After falling, I felt severe stomach pain and felt like something was flowing out from under me.
Before she fell into coma, she heard Song Bao's panicked voice. She was still wondering why her stomach hurt so much?
"Xu Zhiqing." Su Qiuhe opened her eyes and saw the person in front of her clearly, and shouted in a hoarse voice.
"What's wrong with me?"
Xu Zhiyi saw that she was about to sit up and stopped her.
"Don't move, you need to rest now."
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