Chapter 44: [016] Still can't escape? (2)

Yang Qing is a stubborn person. No one can stop him from doing what he wants.
Yu Qing went down to help others, Yang Zimei saw that Yang Qing was about to go down the mountain. In anxiety, she rolled down from the wheelchair and fell heavily on the ground.
Yang Qing saw it and hugged her in a hurry. "Niuniu, what's wrong with you? Is it all right?"
"Dad, I hurt!"
Yang Zimei deliberately pretended to be in a very painful manner, holding his face pale, sweaty, and weak and weak.
"Where's the injury? I'll take you down the mountain to see a doctor." Yang Qing was really nervous.
"dad--"
Yang Zimei cried weakly, holding his sleeve, "I ... don't need to see a doctor, just wait for Master to come back, please, please don't go down the mountain, okay? Please ..."
She blinked with pitiful eyes and begged, seeing that Yang Qing's heart was softened, and she was a little embarrassed, but she nodded in agreement.
Hearing Dad's promise, Yang Zimei snickered secretly in his heart and continued to pretend to be weak, so Yang Qing was always holding her.
Who knows, she didn't sleep last night, she was very comfortable in her father's arms, and she fell asleep unconsciously.
When she fell asleep, Yang Qing carefully placed her on the bed, glanced at her, and ordered Huang Xiuli to look at her well, and then went down the mountain.
Yang Zimei woke up, but found that the twilight was full, and it was already dark. When she thought of her father, she hurriedly called out, "Daddy-"
Huang Xiuli ran in from the outside, "Niuniu, are you awake? What's wrong? Your body is very uncomfortable?"
"Where is Dad?" Yang Zimei had an ominous hunch.
"Your dad saw you asleep and went down to the meeting."
Yang Zimei's heart sank. "Why don't you stop him? Something will happen."
"You know the character of your dad, can I stop it? Niuniu, dad is just going to have a meeting, it's okay." Huang Xiuli comforted.
"what time is it now?"
"eight pm."
Yang Zimei's heart sank again. She remembered the last life when her father hanged herself at about 7:30.
"Mom, call someone to find father and watch him!"
Yang Zimei cried nervously, pulling on his mother's sleeve.
"Niuniu, what's going to happen, a person as big as a dad will naturally have a decent amount of work and don't need to look at it." Huang Xiuli asked in confusion.
As he was talking, there was a cry from neighbor Yang Daniu, "Beautiful and beautiful, it's not good, Yang Qing is hanging from your house!"
When Huang Xiuli heard it, she fluttered, stood unstable, and threw herself on the ground, but she did not expect the fetal gas. The warm blood spread from her lower body and spread all over the place, and she was pale with pain.
"mom, Mom, Mom--"
Yang Zimei screamed anxiously, rolled off the bed again, and the severing of her bones made her unable to move forward, only crying loudly.
At this time, the cyan figure of Yuqing appeared. Seeing the situation in front of her, she hurriedly implemented acupuncture and gas conduction to Huang Xiuli.
Helpless, the fetus finally couldn't keep it, and the blood flowed out from the ground.
Yuqing pierced Huang Xiuli's sleeping point, let her sleep peacefully, and put an old ginseng in her mouth, so that she could solidify her body.
Yang Zimei's face was pale, and he looked at the scene in front of him weakly, hating his incompetence.
"Master, my dad he--"
Before she finished speaking, she choked and cried.
"It seems that some catastrophes cannot be escaped. Because of your reasons, Master is unable to figure out the future direction of your family, alas." Yuqing sighed long.
Yang Zimei's body was cold and terrified.
She was afraid that she would become the orphan of the ruined family again. If there is no relative, no matter how much she has, what's the point?