novelraw Chapter 352 - 187.
Chapter 352 - 187.
The little girl covered her mouth and giggled, her voice crisp and innocent, "Sister, don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you."The rumbling thunder continued as if it was about to split the roof open.
Qin Zhenzhen shivered inside, but appearing timid in front of a child would be quite embarrassing.
Feigning calmness, she touched her face, "You’re such a good girl, sister is going to check on grandma now. Go put on another piece of clothing; if you get sick, you’ll need an injection."
The little girl obediently agreed.
The roof was leaking. After handing the medical kit to Nan Wan, Qin Zhenzhen began searching frantically for containers to catch the water.
Outside, it was pouring, and it was drizzling inside. Looking at the old beams, she had a bad feeling.
Nan Wan removed the stethoscope, her eyes gentle and serene, "Grandma, your health isn’t a big issue. The recent temperature fluctuations caused your cough and chest tightness. We’ll bring you the medicine tomorrow morning." Thɪs chapter is updated by novelhall.com
At eighty years old, having such a condition was already quite remarkable.
The old lady asked her granddaughter to make two cups of tea, propped herself up against the headboard, and said with kind affection, "Thank you both, doctors. We don’t have much to offer at home. The tea is home-grown, I hope you don’t mind."
The sound of the rain almost drowned out her hoarse voice.
"How could we mind? The most natural things can’t be bought for any price," Qin Zhenzhen saw the little girl standing on a stool to get the tea can from the cabinet and hurriedly went over to lift her back down, "It’s very dangerous, sister can do it herself."
Children in the city are cherished, while kids in the mountains might even struggle for a meal.
The same world, different circumstances.
The little girl had already washed two cups clean, led Qin Zhenzhen to the location of the kettle, then turned around to South Bay and said, "Thank you, Auntie, for looking after Grandma."
"You’re welcome," Nan Wan organized the medical kit, looked up to her, gently asking, "Are the medicine boxes Grandma used to take still around?"
The little girl nodded, "They are, I’ll go find them."
...
Forty minutes later, the rain had eased a bit.
Qin Zhenzhen, holding her cheeks, sat on the threshold and asked, "Doctor Nan, does your phone have a signal? I want to call my mom."
She had tried every corner, and there wasn’t even a single bar of signal.
Nan Wan took out her phone from her jacket pocket, tapped a few times to no avail, "The battery’s dead. We’ll head down once the rain eases some more."
Qin Zhenzhen nodded, stood up, and took a deep breath, "I can’t hold it any longer, I’m going to the toilet."
With that, she dashed into the rain, running and yelling.
Rural toilets are very basic, the smell can’t disperse, naturally not inside the house.
She had asked the little girl about it twenty minutes earlier, the location was downhill, and even jogging it would take three to four minutes, so with the torrential rain she opted to "hold."
It was the limit of holding until now.
The sky darkened, everything around was dim, but the flashlight’s beam made Qin Zhenzhen less afraid.
When she reached the toilet, she was almost nauseated by the smell inside and backed out after just a second.
Oh God, was she doomed...
Her clothes were soaked and she felt cold; she gritted her teeth but turned around to go back in.
After finding a place to stand, she kept her eyes closed the whole time, and because she held it in for too long, the process was somewhat lengthy.
Just as she walked out of the toilet, she heard a loud noise, like... something collapsed.
Qin Zhenzhen’s heart skipped, her face suddenly changed, and she ran back.
"Ah!" The ground was slippery, her foot slipped, and she fell, her body covered in yellow mud, looking as though she had fled from some disaster.
Ignoring the pain, she got up and ran upward, her face mixed with tears and rain, her hair chaotically sticking to her face.
It was all her fault for jinxing it with her words! Nothing bad would happen, it mustn’t...
However, before she ran far, she bumped into a wall of flesh, seemingly a man, who braced her arms to prevent her from falling.
Her soaked clothes stuck to her body, Liu An turned the flashlight in another direction, unsure whether to let go or hold on.
Acknowledging the awkwardness, he joked, "This rain is something else, even a thousand-year-old corpse was washed out?"
Qin Zhenzhen felt her spirit drain away, her mind full of the three people in the house. The flashlight’s beam happened to fall beside the man supporting her, and she vaguely saw half a face under a black umbrella.
Testing the waters, she spoke, "Mr... Mr. Mu?"