novelraw Chapter 162 If you can sense something, you're not a ghost.
Chapter 162 If you can sense something, you're not a ghost.
With a determined look in her eyes, Yang Wuni put on her coat and got out of bed to hitch up the cart.
"Wu Ni, you can't go. Uncle and I will go."
Why don't you wait for me a moment, I'll run back to find your second brother.
"Our family is wealthy. You can use the money from Yuxiu's recent wedding gift."
Li Yue'e put down her baby who had just finished nursing, and without waiting for Yang Wuni's response, pushed open the door and ran home without looking back.
Guan Lin has lost his smooth and shiny appearance these past few days.
The scraggly, bearded man was putting shoes on Xiao Shuang, whose nose was running.
Xiao Dui wore his shirt inside out, and the snot on his face had turned into crunchy bits.
The snot on the back of his hand was shiny and covered the entire back of his hand.
Yushan's clothes and pants were torn, and he was whittling a piece of wood with a knife, about to make a pointed girder.
Wang Shuqin and Yutian weren't in this room, and this silly boy had learned his lesson, sticking to Wang Shuqin's back for a moment without leaving her side.
"Guan Lin, hurry to Chang Yao's house, Chang Yao is dying."
Before Guan Lin could speak to her, Li Yue'e grabbed him and started to leave.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can Changyao be so incapable at such a young age?"
Staying at someone's place for a few days and then getting beaten up, you old women are really something else.
Guan Lin shook off Li Yue'e's hand and continued to squat on the ground to help Xiao Shuang with her shoes.
"Guan Lin, Chang Yao was hit on the back with a stool by your fifth uncle and has been spitting blood ever since."
There's only air intake now, no air output. I don't think we'll make it through the night.
Li Yue'e realized that Guan Lin wouldn't go back unless she explained things clearly, so she gave a rough outline.
"Oh dear!! My fifth uncle is really a scoundrel. How could he kill his own son?"
Go quickly and get Yuxiu's betrothal money; you can't go to the health center without it.
Guan Lin burst out of the door and strode straight to Zhang Changyao's house.
"Yushan, go find your grandmother and let her see your third uncle one last time."
Li Yue'e took the handkerchief containing the money from the box and put it in her bosom.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to nudge Guan Yushan and ask him to deliver a message to Zhang Shuhua.
"What? Mother, you're saying my third uncle is going to die?"
Guan Yutian, who was watching over his wife in the other room, heard the news and ran over to ask Li Yue'e.
"Hmm! He's barely hanging on, probably won't make it through the night." Li Yue'e repeated, then pushed open the door to leave.
"Third Uncle... how could you die so young..."
Uncle... wait for me a moment... let me take another look at you...
Guan Yutian pushed Li Yue'e aside, swung his arms, and ran off with his long legs to mourn Zhang Changyao.
"Third Uncle? Dead? Third Uncle... Third Uncle... Third Uncle..."
Guan Yuxiu, who was carrying firewood but hadn't yet entered the house, repeated the question several times in disbelief.
He dropped the firewood he was holding and followed behind Li Yue'e, sobbing and wailing.
"Mother, slow down. You're already dead, your presence won't help."
If I break you again, who will cook for me and Xiao Douzi?
Guan Shu, limping on one leg, followed beside Zhang Shuhua, holding her arm.
"If you can't speak properly, go eat shit in the outhouse. You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth."
Yushan said he was still breathing. "You have chicken feathers stuffed in your ears, can't you hear me?"
If you dare curse Changyao with your lisp again, I'll slap you to death with the sole of my shoe.
Zhang Shuhua pushed aside the tree and hurriedly moved around with small, quick steps.
Guan Lin entered the house, glanced at Zhang Changyao, and immediately went outside to hitch up the donkey cart.
He put the donkey's reins on the donkey's head and went inside.
Upon seeing Yang Deshan's luggage roll, he yanked hard, and the cloth strip binding the luggage broke in two.
They took out a quilt and a pillow, picked them up, and laid them out on the donkey cart.
He didn't say a word from beginning to end, and carried Zhang Changyao on his back and placed him on the quilt that had been laid out.
Just as the donkey cart left the gate, Li Yue'e walked in.
Guan Lin reached out his hand, and Li Yue'e, understanding the situation, placed the bag containing the money in his palm. The two did not exchange a word throughout the entire process.
"Third Uncle...you can't die...who will care about me if you die..."
Guan Yutian ran fast, but he tripped and fell behind Li Yue'e.
Upon seeing Zhang Changyao lying on the donkey cart, he was about to pounce on him.
"Stop wailing, go inside and help your third aunt with the chores."
Guan Lin raised the poplar branch he used to beat the donkey, ready to strike Guan Yutian, who was still crying.
"Yutian, don't delay your father's treatment of Third Uncle. Let's keep an eye out."
Guan Yuxiu glanced at Zhang Changyao in the car, whose face was still flushed, then pulled Guan Yutian away so he wouldn't get in the way.
Guan Lin smacked the donkey's rump hard, and the donkey, in pain, dashed off towards the main road to the north.
The two people, the donkey, and the cart were completely obscured by the dust kicked up behind them.
"Yuxiu, where's your third uncle? Why aren't you going in?"
Seeing the donkey cart speed away from afar, Zhang Shuhua clutched her chest and asked Guan Yuxiu.
"Grandma, my third uncle isn't dead yet, his face is all flushed."
"Don't worry, let's go inside." Guan Xiuyun helped Zhang Shuhua into the house.
"Yutian, don't go inside. Go back and keep an eye on the children with your wife."
Li Yue'e stopped Guan Yutian, who was following behind Guan Yuxiu.
Guan Yutian, who loves to join in the fun, pouted and looked at Li Yue'e with a troubled expression.
Seeing that Li Yue'e didn't give him a happy look, he had no choice but to turn around and walk home.
The doctor on duty at the health center was Dr. Qiu. There were no patients today, and she was dozing off on the bed in her office.
Upon hearing the noise, Doctor Qiu stood up and looked at Zhang Changyao behind Guan Lin.
After checking his breathing, he asked Guan Lin, "What happened?" Guan Lin didn't know the specifics either, and just said that he was hit by a stool and vomited blood.
"Take an X-ray to see inside." Dr. Qiu calmly wrote out a prescription and told him to go pay.
"The scan shows there's nothing wrong inside. Go back and take some anti-inflammatory medicine to rest."
Dr. Qiu wrote another prescription and handed it to Guan Lin.
"Dr. Qiu, you've come to the underworld to treat patients too?"
After being unconscious the whole way, Zhang Changyao, who had been roused from his coma, asked Doctor Qiu.
"Zhang Changyao, are you praising me? I don't have that ability."
Maybe after I die I'll become a healer for ghosts? I don't know.
"You're really lucky, kid. Looks like the King of Hell doesn't take good people."
Dr. Qiu touched Zhang Changyao's forehead and smiled with satisfaction.
"Dr. Qiu, are you saying I'm not dead yet, that I'm alive?"
Zhang Changyao laboriously raised his arm and pinched his face.
If it hurts, and you can feel it, then you're not a ghost. Zhang Changyao was certain in his heart that he was still alive.
"Doctor, how many days will we need to stay? We brought the money." Guan Lin asked Doctor Qiu after getting the medicine.
"You don't need to stay. The injuries inside aren't serious. You can just go home and recover slowly."
I know Zhang Changyao's family is poor, so I'll try to save them money where possible.
How is Wu Ni recovering? Judging by the months, she should have given birth by now, right?
Have her come to the health center that day, and I'll give her another check-up.
I also asked her for some clothes and baby supplies.
Take this with you when you leave and put it under my bed, making sure it pushes the bed board up.