Chapter 174： Stupid boy, make a wish!

Chapter 174 Stupid boy, make a wish!

Master Fu and Yan Xi both turned pale.

Zhang Xifeng burst into tears a long time ago.

They, like Qiqi, were concerned about those who came back late, and they didn't fall asleep.

There was movement in the yard, knowing that the people who had been rushing home at night had arrived home safely, just as they were about to put their minds down and prepare to go to bed, they heard the woman's low, angry and cold voice.

The fenced yard is not big, and the distance between the main room and the door is only about twenty steps in total.

In a quiet night, when the woman is emotional, the volume of her voice is unconsciously raised, and it comes in through the open door of the main room, clearly.

If they didn’t hear it just by chance, no one would know that so many evil things that made people’s lips and teeth shudder had happened before!

Even though Zhang Xifeng once heard Song Yueliang give a general idea, Song Yueliang deliberately concealed the details.

Suddenly uncovered, appalling.

Song Yueliang hugged Qiqi, walked slowly into the courtyard under the gaze of the three people, wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but couldn't say anything.

In the small quiet courtyard, only the crying of the baby did not stop, and every cry was miserable.

It's like crying endless pain and grievances after going through the pain.

Song Yueliang did not enter the main room, but stood outside the halo of light pouring out of the room, in the darkness.

Tears slipped from the eyes, one by one, falling silently.

Those unspeakable sorrows and sorrows can only be vented a little when they are wrapped in tears.

"Mr. Fu!" It was not until a sharp shout broke the depressive and sad atmosphere in the yard.

Song Yueliang was the first to come back to her senses, and immediately looked outside in a hurry. When she saw Fu Yanchi being carried in by your uncle, she was unconscious, her face turned pale, and she almost couldn't stand still.

Zhang Xifeng was also shaking, at a loss, "What, what's the matter?"

"Ah Chi is sick!" Mr. Fu shook his hands, quickly opened the door to let out the way, ran back to the room and took a mat and spread it on the floor, "Hurry up, Ah Gui! Put him down first!"

Uncle Gui moved neatly and cooperated tacitly with the old man. The two of them seemed to have done this kind of thing countless times. They put the unconscious man on the mat, and immediately started CPR first aid.

Song Yueliang stepped into the main room, put her daughter down first, and was ready to take over and help at any time.

There are lights in the main room, and you can clearly see the man's situation at the moment.

His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, his lips were already dark purple, his eyes were closed and he lay there motionless, without any reaction to the outside world.

Qi Qi stopped crying, and stood beside the mat, her eyes that were red and swollen from crying were wide open.

It's not winter yet, but it seems to be extraordinarily cold tonight, so cold that Qiqi's teeth start chattering non-stop.

Time passed bit by bit, and the people on the ground remained silent.

The people in the main room, except Mr. Fu and Uncle Gui, were actually scared and at a loss. They didn't know what they could do at this time, including the seemingly calm Song Yueliang.

The scene in front of them was something they had never seen before.

Everyone knew that Fu Yanchi was in poor health and always looked pale and thin.

But to what extent it is really bad, it is not until today that everyone has a more accurate understanding and is really impacted by reality.

A person who was alive one moment may be—

"No, there is no response to the pacing, and the breath is getting weaker and weaker." Uncle Gui's voice trembled, and he rarely panicked, "Mr. Fu, call the old director and arrange first aid immediately! I will send the person there immediately!"

Old Fu’s eyes went dark, and if it wasn’t for someone around him to help him in time, he would almost fall down.

He looked at Uncle Gui, and after reading the other's eyes, his body suddenly became cold.

He and Uncle Gui knew how critical Ah Chi was when he fell ill.

Taoxi Village is nearly two hours away from the city hospital at the fastest.

Ah Chi can't wait.

As for the hospitals in the town and county, there is no way to deal with this situation, and there are not enough medical equipment.

So, tonight, they have to make enough mental preparations.

This may be... the last side.

Song Yueliang took out his big brother and stuffed it into Uncle Gui's hand, then knelt down and helped the unconscious person on the ground to lean on him, "Uncle Gui dialed the number, Yanxi came to help, carry him to my car Come on! I'll drive, the slowest one and a half disappears to the city hospital!"

Making arrangements in an orderly manner, Song Yueliang didn't know that her complexion at the moment was paler and uglier than the comatose man.

There is no movement around.

Song Yueliang frowned, and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze! Uncle Gui, Yanxi!"

"Song Yueliang...I, my brother...I'm, I'm, I'm out of breath..." On the side, Yan Xi's voice was broken and forced, panicked and powerless.

"Fart! If there is a delay, come and help!" No one moved, Song Yueliang came by herself, carried the man on her back, grabbed him with both hands and hit her on the shoulders, propped it up with all her strength, and swayed Huang walked out, "Call, Uncle Gui, call! I want to hand over as soon as possible!"

Qiqi's tears had already flowed all over her face, even so, she saw it.

The color of Dad's face changed, it turned gray and white.

She trotted to keep up with her mother, hugged her father's leg that was dangling on the ground with her little hands, and staggered forward step by step.

Someone caught up behind him to help, and someone kept talking, grandpa was crying, mother-in-law was crying...

Those voices could not be heard at all, and the ears seemed to be blocked by something and closed.

"Stupid boy, make a wish!" In the chaos, a voice broke through his head.

Qi Qi stared blankly at the little egg man who jumped in front of her, with a blank expression.

"Make a wish, hurry up! What do you wish for your dad? Say!"

"I want my father to come back..." Qiqi Machinery replied, and paused, "I want my father to be healthy, I want my father to be safe, I want my father to live a long life! I want my father to live a long life! "

Fear in my heart, as the voice rushed out, the baby kept repeating, crying, one after another, louder and louder.

Song Yueliang stared at the front, moved step by step, did not speak, did not look back, stubbornly wanted to carry the man into the car and take him to the hospital.

She didn't dare to stop, for fear that once she stopped, she would collapse immediately.

"It moved?... My brother moved, his legs, his legs moved, look, look! My brother's legs stretched on the ground, really, really stretched, I saw it!" Yan Xi suddenly Shout out.

It was too dark in the yard, and the scene was too chaotic. Except for Yanxi's cry and the baby's constant crying, no one saw the real situation.

I want to believe it, but I can't believe it.

"A lot of people are crying..." Qinglie was weak, and the familiar rambunctious tone was whispered into everyone's ears in the confusion, "Moon, my legs are a bit long, don't delay...it hurts..."

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Yanxi sat down on the ground, always an unruly and resentful young man, crying like a child.