Yang Qing is a stubborn person, no one can stop what he decides.
Yuqing went down the mountain to help others. Yang Zimei saw that Yang Qing was about to go down the mountain, and in a hurry, he rolled off the wheelchair and fell heavily on the ground.
Yang Qing saw her and hurriedly picked her up, "Niuniu, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"
"Dad, I'm in pain!"
Yang Zimei pretended to be in pain on purpose, holding her breath to make her face pale, sweat beaded profusely, her body appeared weak and powerless.
"Where is the injury? I'll take you down the mountain to see a doctor." Yang Qing was really nervous.
"dad-"
Yang Zimei cried weakly, pulling his sleeve, "I... don't need to see a doctor, I'll be fine when Master comes back, please, don't go down the mountain, okay? Please..."
She blinked her pitiful eyes and begged, seeing that Yang Qing's heart softened, she was embarrassed, and only nodded in agreement.
Hearing that her father agreed, Yang Zimei snickered secretly, and continued to pretend to be weak, insisting that Yang Qing hug her all the time.
Who knows, she didn't sleep all night last night, so comfortable in her father's arms, she fell asleep unknowingly.
When she fell asleep, Yang Qing carefully put her on the bed, glanced at her, told Huang Xiuli to watch her carefully, and went down the mountain.
Yang Zimei woke up, but found that the twilight was falling, and it was already dark. Thinking of her father, she hurriedly called out: "Dad—"
Huang Xiuli ran in from the outside, "Niuniu, are you awake? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Where's Dad?" Yang Zimei had an ominous premonition.
"Your father saw that you were asleep, so he went down to the meeting."
Yang Zimei's heart sank, "Why didn't you stop him? Something will happen."
"You know your dad's character, can I stop you? Niuniu, dad is just going to a meeting, it's fine." Huang Xiuli comforted.
"what time is it now?"
"eight pm."
Yang Zimei's heart sank again. She remembered that in her last life, her father hanged herself around 7:30.
"Mom, call someone to find Dad and watch him!"
Yang Zimei called out nervously tugging at her mother's sleeve.
"Niu Niu, what is going to happen? A man as old as Dad will naturally do things properly, so there is no need to watch." Huang Xiuli asked suspiciously.
Just as he was talking, the neighbor Yang Daniu's voice came from outside, "Xiuli Xiuli, it's too bad, your Yang Qing hanged himself!"
When Huang Xiuli heard this, she swayed, couldn't stand upright, and fell to the ground with a thud, but unexpectedly her fetus moved, and warm blood spread from her lower body, spreading all over the ground, while her face was pale with pain.
"mom, Mom, Mom-"
Yang Zimei screamed anxiously, and rolled off the bed again, her muscles and bones were severed, so she couldn't move forward, she could only cry loudly.
At this time, Yuqing's cyan figure appeared, seeing the situation in front of her, she hurriedly performed acupuncture and moxibustion on Huang Xiuli and guided Qi into her body.
Helpless, the fetus couldn't keep it in the end, and it flowed out, and the ground was full of blood.
Yuqing stabbed Huang Xiuli's sleeping point to let her sleep peacefully, and put a piece of old ginseng in her mouth so that she could solidify her energy and nourish her body.
Yang Zimei's face was pale, and she looked at the scene in front of her weakly, hating herself for being incompetent.
"Master, my dad—"
Before she could finish her sentence, she choked up and wept uncontrollably.
"It seems that some catastrophes cannot be escaped. Because of you, Master is also unable to predict the future direction of your family, alas." Yuqing sighed for a long time.
Yang Zimei's whole body was cold, and she was terribly frightened.
She was afraid that she would become an orphan again with a broken family. If she had no relatives, no matter how much she had, what would be the point