When Wei Yang moved, she felt the blood rushing faster and she couldn't help crying again.
Since she was going to die anyway, she didn't care about her image anymore. She had a lot of tears and snot, so she dragged Yan Gui's sleeve to wipe them. After wiping them clean, she continued to cry. When she cried more, she dragged the other sleeve to wipe them again.
Yan Gui felt that his head was as big as a bucket, so he had to squat carefully and approach her little by little.
"Weiyang, you can hit me or scold me, but don't torture yourself. Feel your hands, they are freezing cold. If you continue like this, you will get sick."
"I'm going to die, why do you care if I'm sick or not?" Wei Yang kicked Yan Gui in anger. She was going to die anyway, so he deserved it.
But he didn't expect that after he kicked him, blood gushed out from under his body like a fountain, and his little face turned pale with fear and he dared not move.
Yan Gui grabbed her little foot and put it in his palm to warm it. After a while, he grabbed the other foot to warm it. As soon as he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little foot, Wei Yang felt a stream of fluid flowing under her body. She screamed in shock: "I'm about to die, and you want to hurt me."
"When did I harm you?" Yan Gui asked tentatively.
Wei Yang's tears fell, she looked at Yan Gui, choked with sobs and sobbed for a long time. Yan Gui had no choice but to put down her feet and walked out.
Wei Yang thought he didn't care about her anymore, so she cried even harder. She was going to die without anyone around her. She hadn't even married yet, and hadn't had any children yet. It was said that if one didn't have children to inherit the family line, one would not be able to reincarnate in the underworld after death, and would only be reborn as an animal.
When she saw Yan Gui coming in with her little jacket, she couldn't help but feel happy and sad. Although her uncle had injured her internal organs, he definitely didn't mean it. He even took care of her when she was cold, so how could he bear to beat her to death
Thinking of how good her uncle was to her, Wei Yang did not blame her. She might have been destined to die early, but she had only lived for two more months longer than her parents.
He couldn't help but pull Yan Gui's hand and said softly: "Uncle, if I die, can you promise to send me to the capital? I don't want to be a lonely ghost. I will be scared when I am alone."
She just felt her heart was filled with sorrow. The more she spoke, the more desperate she felt. The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt. She couldn't help but press Yan Gui's hand and her own hand on her cheeks and let the tears flow riot.
Yan Gui felt his heart ached by the girl's crying, so he had to half hug and half coax her: "Put on your clothes first, it's too cold. I'm afraid you'll be frozen to death before you die."
Yan Gui helped Wei Yang put on her jacket, and then reached out to button it up for her, buttoning it up carefully one by one, and then tried to coax her: "Can we go back to the room now? Youlan made fish head soup today. If you want to eat mutton soup, I'll take you to Zhangji and we can go shopping."
"I can't walk. If I move... I will bleed a lot..." Wei Yang didn't even dare to cry loudly at this moment. She felt that the louder she cried, the more violent the pain in her body became.
Bleeding? Yan Gui looked at Wei Yang in astonishment. He looked around but didn't see any bleeding. He asked cautiously, "Don't be afraid. Let me see where you are bleeding. I'll find a doctor to check you out."
Wei Yang pursed her lips and looked at Yan Gui, tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes, her eyes sparkling and moving like water.
"I can't find a doctor."
"Why?" Yan Gui blurted out.
"It's inconvenient." Wei Yang slowly stood up and turned her bloody butt towards Yan Gui.