"Shuanzi, why are you here in the backyard if you don't sleep at night?"

Yang Huazhong asked, quickly coming over and helping Wang Shuanzi into his own room.

There was light in the room, and when everyone came in, they saw that most of Wang Shuanzi's clothes were wet, his forehead was bruised on the bluestone, and blood was pouring out.

"I'll go back to the house to get something to stop the bleeding."

Yang Ruoqing said, turning around to leave, but was stopped by Wang Shuanzi.

"Qing'er, I'm not in a hurry, something happened to your sister-in-law."

He raised his hand to cover the wound on his forehead and said urgently.

"Ah? What's wrong with my sister-in-law?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Wang Shuanzi told Yang Huamei's situation.

Yang Huazhong said: "Qing'er, you are the only one here who knows some medical skills. You go and see how your sister-in-law is doing. I'll prepare a boat and go to the Tutu Temple to pick up the old village doctor Fu Bo."

After saying these words, Yang Huazhong rushed out of the house.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and glanced at the wound on Wang Shuanzi's head: "I'll get the medicine box first."

After saying that, he also ran out of the house.

After a while she came back with the medicine box.

"Fifth Aunt, where are my mother and Uncle Shuanzi?"

she asked Bao Suyun, who was standing at the door of the house.

Bao Suyun said: "Your mother and Shuanzi have gone to Mei'er's house in the front yard. They asked me to leave a message for you, telling you to hurry over. I have to take care of Mianmian, so I can't get through!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and quickly walked to the front yard carrying the medicine box.

In Tan's house in the front yard, as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a disgusting smell of sour rot.

Yang Ruoqing held back her nausea and bravely came in.

In the room, Ms. Tan was sitting sideways by the bed, holding tightly to Yang Huamei's hand who was lying on the bed.

At her feet, there was a pool of dirt.

In the room, Lao Yangtou, Wang Hongquan, Wang Shuanzi, Sun Shi and Shuanzi Niang were all there.

When everyone saw Yang Ruoqing coming in, their eyes lit up.

Old Yangtou was the first to speak out: "Qing'er, you're here just in time. Come and see what's going on with your aunt!"

Yang Ruoqing came to the bedside, looked at Yang Huamei's appearance, and was surprised.

This woman is lying here, her face is pale and her facial features are tangled.

The corners of the mouth and cheeks were still stained with dirt that had not been wiped off.

Yang Ruoqing didn't even have the courage to check her tongue coating with her own hands.

"Sister-in-law, stick your tongue out and let me take a look." Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huamei followed her words and actually stuck out her tongue for Yang Ruoqing to see.

Yang Ruoqing went over and rolled her eyelids again and took a look.

Finally, he raised her wrist and pressed it on it.

"Weak Qi and blood..."

She had just uttered these four words when she was interrupted by Mr. Tan next to her.

"I vomited all the food I ate throughout the day. How can I not be weak?" said Tan.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Mistress, I am seeing a doctor for my aunt, can you wait and say no? If you want to be so powerful, come on!"

Mrs. Tan was startled for a moment and then closed her mouth.

Yang Ruoqing turned her attention back to Yang Huamei.

"This pulse..."

She pondered, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, showing a bit of confusion, a bit of surprise, a bit of uncertainty.

Beside them, Lao Yangtou and the others stretched their necks to take a look, not daring to express their anger.

Until Yang Ruoqing put Yang Huamei's arm back, stood up and came to the side.

She was still pondering.

Yang Huamei's pulse was very weak, but no internal or external injuries could be seen from the tongue coating and eyes.

Looking at the puddle on the ground, is it possible that she is pregnant?

Yang Ruoqing was quite familiar with external injuries and internal injuries.

He fought and killed so much that he became half a doctor.

But when it comes to female gynecology, she is only half-assed.

"Qing'er, how is your aunt? Is there nothing serious?" Old Yang came over and asked.

Yang Ruoqing did not dare to speak out her guess easily.

After all, I am an outsider in this field. If I say it, I will not do it later, and I will make everyone happy in vain.

Especially with Yang Huamei's physical condition, if she could conceive a child, it would be an even bigger surprise for the Wang family and Lao Yangtou than for other families.

"What the hell, sir, my medical skills are half-assed and I can't tell what's going on with my aunt."

"My father has already asked the old village doctor Fu Bo. He has experience, so let's wait until he comes to see us!"

After Yang Ruoqing said this, she quickly stepped aside to help Wang Shuanzi treat the wound on her forehead.

Here, Lao Yangtou was dumbfounded.

Mrs. Tan beside the bed was so anxious that tears rolled down her face.

It just happened that Yang Huamei started to vomit again at this moment, lying on the bedside and vomiting until the sky was dark, the mountains were roaring, the tsunami was rolling, the sea was dry and the rocks were shattering...

Mrs. Tan also cried.

While stroking Yang Huamei's back, she cried: "Oh my God, what kind of evil god are you targeting..."

Tan's cry almost shocked the whole front yard.

The lights in many guest rooms were turned on one after another, but since Tan and Yang Huamei were sleeping in this room, it was inconvenient for everyone to come over.

Shuanzi Niang secretly came to Yang Ruoqing and asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice.

"When I was young and pregnant, I also vomited, but I didn't vomit so badly."

"Qing'er, do you think your girl's situation seems like... something happened?" Mother Shuanzi asked.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and said, "I'm a girl, so I'm really not sure about this."

"It's better to wait until Uncle Fu comes, he has experience."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Shuanzi Niang didn't ask any more questions, so she went to get a broom or something and started cleaning up the dirt on the floor.

While Mrs. Tan was crying so hard, Ms. Shuanzi had already cleaned up the dirt on the floor, and Yang Ruoqing had also neatly treated Wang Shuanzi's wounds.

Yang Huazhong finally brought the old village doctor Fu Bo into the courtyard.

Only Ms. Tan, Ms. Shuan Zi and Ms. Sun were left in the house, while the others retreated to the door of the house to wait.

After a while, Forbes came out.

"How's it going?" Old Yang stepped forward and asked urgently.

Uncle Fu looked happy, clasped his hands and arched Old Yang's head, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, brother, congratulations, brother, you are about to hug your little grandson!"

"What?"

Old Yangtou's voice suddenly rose to several levels.

"You mean, my Mei'er is not sick, but pregnant?" Old Yangtou couldn't believe it and asked again.

Uncle Fu nodded, "Well, it's been more than a month, and the traces are just showing."

The worries in his heart subsided, and Lao Yang was immediately dizzy with joy.

Next to them, father and son Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi were even more excited and didn't know what to do.

"Hahaha, I'm going to have a fat grandson, I'm going to be a father, and our old Wang family has a heir, hahaha..."

Wang Shuanzi also looked happy, and the wound on his forehead no longer hurt.

Wang Hongquan patted Wang Shuanzi on the shoulder: "Silly boy, you are going to be a father, why are you still ignorant? Why don't you thank you Uncle Fu quickly?"

Wang Shuanzi came to his senses and quickly bent down to thank Uncle Fu.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu..."

Uncle Fu was also in a good mood. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Shuanzi, it's not me you should thank. This baby is yours, and you deserve the most credit!"
Chapter completed!