C134 A dangerous night

After being tied to a pillar and tormented for half a day, with no teeth at all, Song Zhien was soon about to collapse.

The two female servants in the room helped Mrs. Song Li to feed her water. One of her aunts went to the kitchen to get hot water for Song Zhien.

If the two adults didn't eat, how would it be possible for the nine year old boy of the Eight Rivers Crab not to eat?

The cornbread seed was still left over from yesterday. A pot of porridge could contain a handful of rice, a rice soup as clear as water, and a potato stewed with pickled vegetables but not a single bit of oil star. There were two cooked eggs, just like the ones on the table in Madame Song's room.

But even if Song Li didn't eat the eggs, Song Zhien and his children were still able to eat at the right time, as two eggs were simply not enough for him to eat.

Remembering that there was still a big bowl of noodles left in her house from the rolling she had made tonight, the aunt went out of the kitchen and went home to get the noodles.

With two eggs and a big bowl of noodles, Song Zhien could not help but exclaim in his heart when he saw how delicious the noodles were.

In the end, he was still a child. Even though he had gone through so much, he still had the upper hand. He didn't seem like an adult. If he got angry and got sick, he really wouldn't be able to eat.

The blood stains on Mian Niang's body had already been cleaned up, revealing the criss-crossing whip marks on her back. Pots after pots of blood were poured out, causing people to panic, A Yun's eyes were filled with tears, and even the Aunt Chen's teary eyes were shining.

The blood was wiped clean, but the salt that seeped into the wound was not easy to clean. Aunt Chen could only continue to wipe it down bit by bit, trying to clean it up as much as possible.

Before rushing over, he changed Mian Niang into a set of clean clothes.

When the doctors came and took their pulse, Madame Song and Madame Li were in a hurry to attack their hearts. In addition, they had caught a cold. As long as they ate the medicine and recuperated from their illness, everything would be fine.

Song Li's medicine was already simmering on the stove. She turned to Mian Niang's room and checked his pulse, opening the medicine to reduce the fever.

He said to the middle-aged man and the lady in the room, "Leave her here tonight and see if the fever will subside tomorrow. If it doesn't, it'll be dangerous."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "The fever is so severe that I'm afraid it won't be able to go on."

Although he said this, he didn't hold any hope in his heart. To be injured like this and then be jolted all the way back, this injury was even worse than before.

"How about a drink?"

Hearing the doctor's words, everyone became anxious. filigree remembered the method to cure the fever at home and quickly asked.

"No, this is not typhoid fever. It's best not to rub it with alcohol."

The oil lamp was dim, the patient was lying on the brick bed, his face turned to his side. The old doctor could not help but sigh and said, "This child's life is really tough. The last time he sprained his leg, his wife did not intend to catch the medicine.

His later words did not come out, they were all from villages here. It was no longer a secret that the Mei Family's and the Tian Jia Wan's Song Family were a strange marriage. He already roughly knew what was going on.

Aunt Chen wiped Mian Niang's face with a wet towel. Looking at Mian Niang's black and thin face, she couldn't help but sigh.

When her youngest son was making a ruckus to marry her, she was not like that. She looked clean and pretty, and the more she looked, the more she looked, and she looked no worse than the Mayer's disease girl. In just a few months, she seemed to have aged a few years.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was just skin and bones.

Wasn't it all because of the incident at home? Previously, after getting married, he came out so early to sell tofu, so he knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep well at night.

Since it was like this, his mother did not come over to take a look.

Aunt Chen was like all the other women in the house, unable to understand why Song Li hated Mian Niang to this extent.

He couldn't help but complain.

The officer standing by the door looked at the situation in the room and could only let out a sigh.

He regretted it once again. There were some secrets that he should keep, just like he had promised Song Youfu. Some of these secrets would not be revealed even when he died.

Mian Niang had not woken up, and these people did not dare let the old doctor leave. They opened the room that Song Zhixiao used to live in, and arranged for the old doctor to stay there.

After Song Zhien finished eating his fill, he was sent to sleep. After Madame Song Li ate the medicine, her condition was slightly better, and she slept a little more peacefully.

filigree was worried, and had no choice but to go back. However, Aunt Chen, A Yunniang and the other two stayed behind to take care of Mian Niang.

A Yun brought the soup in, planning to give it to Mian Niang to drink, then she helped the unconscious Mian Niang eat the medicine with great difficulty. However, the moment she turned around, she vomited all of it out.

"Mother, what should we do?" This bitter medicine, can't she drink it? "

A Yun cried as he asked his mother while wiping the sweat on Mian Niang's forehead and the leftover medicinal juice from the corner of his mouth.

"If you can't drink it, then go and make more medicine. If you continue to drink it, you must make her drink it. Otherwise — otherwise, this little life of yours will be lived to its heart's content!"

A Yunniang clenched his teeth and said.

A Yun nodded and went back to boil the medicine again.

In one night, he had been tormented three times, but every time he had tried to feed the medicine, not a single drop remained.

There was nothing he could do, A Yunniang woke the old doctor up and asked him what he should do.

The old doctor shook his head. There was nothing he could do. He was just a village doctor, and the medical skills passed down from his ancestors were only used to treat ordinary illnesses and damage. This was something that everyone knew.

If he had good medical skills, he wouldn't be holed up in this remote place.

"That won't do. When the sun rises, go to the city and ask for a doctor!"

Since he had already said so, what else could he do? He could only wait.

The old doctor and Li Chang could not sleep either, so they sat on the kang and waited for daybreak.

When A Yunniang walked out of the room, he saw a figure standing at the entrance of the main house, scaring her. After walking in, she realized that it was Madame Song Li, who was leaning on a walking stick, standing there, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

Upon seeing her look over, he turned around and walked into the room.

Angry, A Yunniang chased after her into the house.

"You with the surname Li, aren't you stone-hearted? Isn't that your daughter by blood? Can't you go over and see her? "

Song Zhien who was on the brick bed was woken up by her. He opened his eyes, pushed himself up and asked: "Aunt, how is my Sis A?"

He didn't want to sleep either. He wanted to wait for Sis A to wake up, but he was still tied to a pillar and had to hang on for half a day.

Now that he saw A Yunniang, he immediately thought of the Sis A. Zhang Xuan hurriedly asked.

"Even children are stronger than you!" A Yunniang pointed at Madame Song's nose and was so angry he could not speak.

Madame Song and Li only leaned against the wall at the back as they sat there foolishly, saying, "She deserved this, even her father wouldn't forgive her …"

"You …"

A Yunniang was so angry that he could not do anything but say, "If anything happens to Mian Niang today, the friendship between our two families for so many years could be considered over, a person who is so heartless to his own daughter, we would not be able to explain. Think about it, who was the one who made the marriage at that time? Who took their daughter to change her son's daughter-in-law? Now that something has happened, everything has been pushed to your daughter! Why didn't I see you become so powerful against your daughter-in-law then? If you were so powerful back then, you would have been pinched by a daughter-in-law like that. You would have to cook in the morning before you would dare to get people to eat. If you really have that capability, then go find your good daughter-in-law, your good family, and your son-in-law to use. Don't be so arrogant with your daughter! "

She was so angry that she couldn't say a word, but she knew that if she still had some rationality, no one could go find the Mei Family to settle things with. With the Prince Rong as her backing, things had already become different.

A Yunniang's heart was set ablaze. He pulled Song Zhien out of the room, yet allowed Song Zhien to see Mian Niang while he stood in the courtyard and took a deep breath.

Right now, she didn't even want to look at this old sister of hers who had been cooped up here for more than 20 years. She just couldn't help but feel that if this went on, she would die from anger.

When the Aunt Chen came out and saw her, she walked over and whispered a few words of advice.

A Yunniang's temper did not decrease as he said casually: "If I knew it would be like this, then I should have let your family propose marriage. Who cares if Song Zhixiao, such a good lady, would have gotten married, who would have gotten the worst of it? "Pfft!"

She spat on the ground. Only then did she feel a little better, and didn't notice the guilt flash in Aunt Chen's eyes.

"It's good now. With so many things happening, even if your family's two oxen wanted to marry Mian Niang, it wouldn't be possible. She's a woman who has married someone else …"

Aware that something was wrong, A Yunniang immediately stopped talking in embarrassment. Now was not the time to talk about it.

She wanted to laugh, but she realized that laughing was harder than crying. She exchanged glances with Aunt Chen, and they were all equally awkward and helpless.

In the end, the Aunt Chen still said: "It's useless to say this now, I still wish for Mian Niang to hurry up!"

Even if he said that, he also felt that Mian Niang, who couldn't even eat it, was most likely dead.

Unexpectedly, after the chicken cried its first time, Mian Niang's high fever gradually subsided.