Changping Village.

Most of the people who were supposed to show up at the ancestral hall were now gathered in the courtyard of Lao Wang's house, waiting for Uncle Fu's diagnosis of Hongmei inside.

Originally, Dabai planned to carry Hongmei directly to Uncle Fu's house, but he was stopped by Wang Hongtao and Yang Huazhong after running a few steps.

"Send Hongmei back to Lao Wang's house, and we'll invite Uncle Fu to his home for diagnosis. The distance is about the same, the time is about the same, and we don't have to go to Uncle Fu's house," Yang Huazhong said.

"Why can't we go to Uncle Fu's house?" Dabai asked impatiently.

Wang Hongtao said: "You are all still wearing sackcloth and mourning. How can you go to someone else's house like this?"

So unlucky!

So Dabai had no choice but to change his route and go back to Lao Wang's house with Hongmei in his arms. Fortunately, Uncle Fu and Wangsheng and his son soon came over carrying medicine boxes.

In the room, it was not convenient for other men to come in, except for the two doctors, that was Dabai.

The female family members also followed and came with two thugs, namely Mrs. Wang Hongtao and Yang Ruoqing.

Dabai was anxious in front of the bed like an ant on a hot pot, and his white mourning clothes were still stained with blood.

Mrs. Wang Hongtao persuaded Dabai softly, while Yang Ruoqing stood on one side, looking at the red plums on the bed, doubtful in her heart.

This posture looks so realistic, and the injuries are real.

He was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and most of the blood on his lips had faded.

If this is not true, it can only mean that the acting skills are so high that even Yang Ruoqing, who has read countless people, is a little confused.

Uncle Fu was treating the patient in the house, while Wang Hongquan was crying in the yard. He had been recuperating in the house, and he had been ill since Wang Shuanzi's accident.

At this moment, Hongmei, supported by Wang Cuihua and Wang Chunhua, came to the door of the house and was crying so hard that the whole house was filled with tears.

Perhaps Yang Huazhong and Wang Hongtao persuaded him, and the crying gradually became weaker.

When Uncle Fu's diagnosis in the house was over, Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Wang Hongtao escorted Uncle Fu and Wangsheng out of the house. Wang Hongquan was no longer in the yard.

"Uncle Fu, how is the situation inside? Is the child saved?" Wang Hongtao hurriedly came up and asked.

Uncle Fu wiped his hands and said: "We can survive. The current conditions of the adults and children are okay, but they can't be stimulated anymore."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If someone was killed at this moment, he would really be criticized by thousands of people.

Yang Huazhong and others accompanied Wang Sheng to get medicine, while Yang Ruoqing and others escorted Uncle Fu out of the courtyard of Lao Wang's house.

Yang Ruoqing quietly touched Uncle Fu's arm, and when Uncle Fu looked over, she raised two fingers.

When she invited Uncle Fu over earlier, Yang Ruoqing specially said hello and asked him to pay attention to the number of fetuses in Hongmei's belly.

When Hongmei came to the village to recuperate earlier, although Fu Bo and the others were given medicine, there was no chance to diagnose her fetal condition.

Because it requires contact with the pregnant woman's belly, not just by taking the pulse.

But this time the red plum was bleeding, so I just took this opportunity to check it out.

Uncle Fu looked around and said nothing. He just raised a finger to Yang Ruoqing and then turned and left.

Yang Ruoqing stood there, thinking carefully.

According to Dabai, Hongmei should be close to five months old now.

She started to show her pregnancy at five months, but her belly looked bigger than others at six months. In her own words, she was most likely pregnant with twins, so her belly was big.

Furthermore, knowing that he is a twin, with that seed there, the possibility of his descendants giving birth to twins is greater than ordinary people.

But now there is only one result of Fu Bo's examination, either Dabai got the month wrong, or the child in Hongmei's belly will be very big in the future and can be used for dunking.

I can't figure it out, what's going on in my stomach is really a mess, and even in modern society it is the root cause of many family ethics dramas.

"Qing'er, I saw you got a little bit of blood on the ground and sniffed it. Why was that?"

Yang Huaming came up to Yang Ruoqing at some point and asked in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing looked around and saw that Wang Hongquan and his daughter were not there. Wang Hongtao's wife cut off the hot water and sent it to Dabai's house, while Dabai also stayed in the house with Hongmei.

Yang Huazhong and Wang Hongtao sent Uncle Fu and Wangsheng to pick up medicine.

"Fourth uncle, let me guess, do you think Hongmei is playing a trick and the blood may be fake, so take a sniff?" Yang Huaming asked and answered the doubts he raised three seconds ago.

Yang Ruoqing smiled helplessly, "Fourth uncle has bright eyes and a lot of thoughts. Congratulations on getting the answer right!"

"Haha, I'm so awesome, I admire myself!" Yang Huaming said.

"Is there something wrong with the blood? Could it be chicken blood, duck blood, dog blood or something like that?" Yang Huaming asked again.

Yang Ruoqing looked around, "Is there any chicken or duck left in Lao Wang's family?"

We will kill them all during the New Year, Yang Huamei said it herself when she paid her New Year greetings.

"They don't have those at home, but they still have an old yellow dog that looks after the house and the home." Yang Huaming said mysteriously.

"To tell you the truth, I took advantage of the chaos to go to the kennel in the backyard and took a closer look at the old yellow dog. There was a scratch on its hind leg. It looked new at first glance, and the cut skin was still there.

It's red and spicy, but the opening is not deep, and even if it is strangled to death, a cup of blood will not flow out..."

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide and looked up and down at Holmes Hua Ming in front of her, "Fourth uncle, you are really good. You can think of every move I make, even the dog."

Yang Huaming scratched his head, "That last sentence sounded awkward..."

Yang Ruoqing said: "But the blood is indeed the blood of Hongmei, and it is not adulterated."

"Ah? Isn't it a bitter trick? Then your breasts are really a bit much..." Yang Huaming's expression betrayed his heart, he was feeling compassion.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Yang Huaming, "What? My fourth uncle wants to go against my grandma and my aunt?"

Yang Huaming put away the laughter on his face, frowned and said: "Well, when it comes to that point, you have to change your thinking. No matter how Dabai and Hongmei were before, after all, the heirs are the most important. Look at this,

Not to mention the beating, scolding and humiliation you gave me, even my own son was shaking when he saw it. This is a rhythm that is meant to drive people to death!"

Yang Ruoqing was silent.

Mrs. Tan showed unprecedented cold-bloodedness and cruelty today, but from the perspective of an old mother, she did all this to protect her own daughter Yang Huamei.

And my aunt's stubbornness and indifference today are due to her disappointment and defense of Dabai.

I was extremely disappointed and felt that Dabai should not have been tied too deeply to this woman Hongmei because of the child, and his life was wasted.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but want to drag Dabai again. She wanted to help Dabai but didn't know how to help, so she stubbornly thought that as long as she gritted her teeth and refused to let Hongmei in, their matter wouldn't be successful. Dabai would just respond.

Come to Lao Wang’s house...
Chapter completed!