Chapter 255: Take Qin to see a doctor
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After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times
- 卿云
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- 2021-03-04 05:04:22
"Mother!" Xia Qianqian rushed up and hugged Qin, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm reminiscing..." Qin cried his head in pain, and said intermittently, "Qianqian... don't worry about it... it makes me hurt... maybe once it hurts, the memory will be restored..."
Xia Qianqian's heart hurts like a knife. Qin has always been disgusted with looking for memories, but today suddenly looking for memories must have something to do with her causing trouble.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~" Qin cried out in pain, his beautiful face distorted by the pain.
"Mother, don't think about it." Xia Qianqian persuaded with red eyes.
The Qin family refused to listen, remembering hard, and refused to stop.
Xia Yunyun was so scared that she cried: "Mother, mother..."
The neighbors nearby heard this and came to ask about the situation. Xia Qianqian wiped away tears and said, "It's okay, my mother has a headache."
Broken pieces flickered in Qin's mind. She vaguely saw herself swinging in a beautiful mansion, and she saw sitting in a big red sedan chair being carried up a curved mountain road.
"Ahhh-"
Qin fainted with a heartbreaking scream.
Xia Qianqian hugged her and felt terribly uncomfortable. Qin's memory may have been lost because of his head injury. For example, if there is congestion and blood pressure in the brain and the nerves, insomnia and memory loss will occur. If this is the case, how can I just remember it by will?
"Eldest sister, is my mother dead?" Xia Yunyun cried out of breath.
Xia Qianqian touched Qin's breath and said, "Mother is okay, but she fell asleep because of the pain."
She put Qin on the bed, took off her shoes and socks and accompany her by her side. There is still some time left in the spring, and the porcelain can't be burned for the time being, so let's take the Qin family to the county government to see if we can cure the disease first!
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The next day, Qin woke up, and she regretfully held Xia Qianqian's hand: "Sorry, Qianqian, mother still didn't remember who she was. Mother only saw herself swinging in the mansion and sitting on the red sedan chair. I can’t remember anything else."
Mansion? Red sedan? It is only enjoyed by rich people.
"Qianqian, I want to treat the disease." Qin said with the courage, "We don't need to find a doctor who is too expensive. Let's go to the town to have a look. If it's expensive, let's not look.
"No, it depends on how expensive it is. We'll set off after breakfast later, first go to the town to find Dr. Tong, and then go to the county government to find aunt." Xia Qianqian has already planned it. If it doesn't work anymore, go to Lu'an State capital!
As for money, think of a way when the time comes, one step is one step.
After breakfast, they locked their home and went to town.
The Qin family hadn't been out for a long time and was a little excited. He and Xia Qianqian took turns carrying Xia Yunyun and walked fast. She has the intuition that her natal family is not a poor person, if she finds her family, no one will dare to bully them again!
Unexpectedly, when he was halfway there, he was stopped.
"Xia Qianqian, where are you going?" Mother Song sat on the carriage, looking at Xia Qianqian condescendingly.
Xia Qianqian frowned: "Go to town to see a doctor."
"You can't go to town." Mother Song said, "You can go to another place. Pingning Town is not the place you should stay."
"What do you mean?" Xia Qianqian raised her eyes and stared at Mother Song coldly. I just came last night, saying about catching the thief, and coming again today, I must be uneasy and kind.
"It's not interesting. In order to prevent you from contacting our three young masters, you have to live in a different place." Mother Song said, "Move out of Yangliu Village right away and get far away. You must not step into the town in your life!"
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