Chapter 1109

Behind the giant tree is a small courtyard. It's really a small courtyard. It's very small, smaller than the old house Xia Yuanqiu and Xia Yuanhao lived in Xipo village.

The courtyard is also very small. After pushing the gate of the fence, you only walk less than ten steps to the door.

The boy quickly put down the bamboo basket on his back and opened the door, shouting: "mother, I'm back."

There was no weak response from the inner room as usual. The silence was frightening.

The boy rushed into the inner room and saw his mother fall from the bed. There were broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and her wrists were dripping with blood.

The boy fell on the woman and cried for her to get up.

Xia Yuanqiu rushes forward, holds the boy and orders Zhu Yan to hold the woman to bed.

Xia Yuanqiu said: "your mother is not dead, I'll treat her first, you can burn a pot of hot water."

She doesn't need hot water. She just wants to keep him away, hoping that he can do something to distract him now.

The boy dried his tears and said to Xia Yuanqiu, "my mother will ask you to save her."

Xia Yuanqiu patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't worry. Go to boil the water quickly. Your mother is still waiting to use it."

The boy ran out. She quickly took out the silver needle and put it into the woman's wrist vein to stop the blood flow. After the blood clotted, she cleaned the wound and bandaged it.

While she was doing this, the little boy had been peeping at the crack of the door outside. He knew that his sister was urging him to leave, and his mother was not giving birth to a child. How could he use hot water? He was not familiar with these two people, and he was more or less worried.

Now he saw that the elder sister stopped the blood for his mother very quickly, and the bandage was also very beautiful. He was relieved and went to boil a pot of boiling water according to his elder sister's words.

After the boy cooked a pot of boiling water, he went back to the room and saw his elder sister feeling his mother's pulse. Her beautiful brow was still very beautiful, but it made him very nervous. Is it difficult to cure her illness?

Sister finally released her mother's wrist, he said: "sister, the water is cooked."

Xia Yuanqiu nodded and asked, "when did your mother get sick?"

The boy said quickly: "three months ago, my mother and I went to the mountain to collect medicine. When we came back, she fell ill. After seeing many doctors, we didn't get well after taking some medicine."

Xia Yuanqiu asked again, "what happened to you in the mountains? What did you eat? "

The boy frowned and thought about it, then suddenly said, "my mother picked some fruits for me to eat. I ate a lot. My mother only ate the two left."

Xia Yuanqiu asked: "what fruit is it?"

The boy shook his head: "I don't know. It looks like a pear, but it's smaller than a pear. It tastes sweet and crisp. My mother said it should be a wild pear. Since it's a pear, it should be edible."

The boy said, "I eat more than my mother. I have nothing to do with it. It should not be the pear."

Xia Yuanqiu asked again, "has your mother ever been so sick?"

The boy shook his head: "my mother has been in good health. She has never been ill. I don't know what happened this time." With that, the boy's eyes were red again. He was only seven or eight years old, but he had to take charge of the whole family. You can imagine how tired he was.

Xia Yuanqiu said: "it seems that the problem lies in the wild pear. I don't see anything and it's hard to make a conclusion. But your mother's disease is really poisoning."

Zhu Yan asked: "do you remember where the wild pear grows?"

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