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Chapter 583 The Bad Omen
The little girl was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips, and stood aside to watch her busy.

Since my sister doesn't agree to let my third brother participate, let's keep it a secret.

Zhu Juanjuan used up the last circle of gauze, and the sunlight outside the window gradually dimmed.

The wind picked up, and the fallen leaves were flying all over the courtyard.Xiao Hai stared at the big and small movements around him, and didn't even move the leaves when they blew on his head.

Squat for a full two hours.He was hungry, tired, tired.What's more, the wind made my nose itchy, like bugs got into it.

"Ah--"

A loud sneeze passed through the glass and curtains, like a stone thrown into a pond, breaking the silence of the bedroom.

Except for the occasional movement of his fingers, Lin Yitang lay quietly most of the time.I didn't know where I was at all, as if I was having a deep dream.

Zhu Juanjuan quickly wiped his face with a towel, then tucked in the quilt, and then put down the bed curtain.

Hearing the sound of the second sneeze, he remembered that there were guards outside the door, and hurriedly opened the door to call Xiao Hai in.

"It's cold outside, warm your hands by the stove."

The little boy went straight to the bed, lifted the bed curtain with both hands and looked around, with disappointment in his eyes.

"Sister, why is Master still awake?"

"Don't worry, sit down and drink tea first, and eat sugar."

"Why don't you go to the hospital? You have to go to the hospital if you get shot."

Zhu Juanjuan's entanglement instantly deepened.Xiao Hai is a child, even if she wants to seek medical treatment, why is she unwilling?
Qiqi obediently grabbed a handful of chocolates and brought them to Xiaohai.This candy is fresh, strange, and has an indescribable fragrance.He shook his head sleepily, and took all the chocolates back into the box with both hands.

"Don't you like foreign candies?"

Zhu Juanjuan only said that he was a little repulsed by the chocolate he had never seen before, and told Qiqi to get the red bean cake in the cabinet.

The dim sum arrived and was placed on the table in front of me.Xiao Hai still didn't look at it, and asked urgently:
"Sister, let's deliver it tonight? If it's not good enough, please ask a doctor?"

"When it gets darker, I'm also trying to figure out a way."

Xiao Hai looked at the red bean cake that Qiqi stuffed into his hand, and sighed a long way.

"If the master is not awake, I won't be in the mood to eat or drink. You can eat."

Zhu Juanjuan's eyes were flushed and red.She hurriedly left the bed, opened the cabinet door with one hand, and found a carved wooden box.

As the lid was lifted, a small pile of silver dollars gleamed in the light.The two frowning little guys stayed for a while.After seeing it clearly, I was secretly happy. My sister was finally willing to go to the hospital.

Holding the wooden box, Zhu Juanjuan poured silver dollars as white as snowflakes onto the table one by one:
"Bang dang, bang dang!"

Counting silently, there are 50 yuan in total.This is all the savings I can find at the moment.In addition, the hundred or so yuan deposited in the bank cannot be withdrawn due to taking care of the wounded, so it is not yet available.

Qiqi approached naively: "This is a lot of money, must it be enough?"

Xiao Hai quietly glanced at Zhu Juanjuan.There was no smile on his face, but he couldn't hide his melancholy and confusion.

She was really worried, what if the medical expenses were not enough?
Ever since the eldest brother and second brother passed away, the two sister-in-laws tricked her into softening her heart and came to her door one after another to divide up four-fifths of the family property.

In order to avoid the assassination, the third brother had to "fake death" and changed from a civil servant to a black household overnight.

The family's source of income depends entirely on the salary she earns from teaching at a women's university.

The servants have been sent away for two months.I thought I could save a lot of expenses, but the remaining money is not as optimistic as I thought before.

For the last half month, Zhu Xingyuan couldn't hold back at home and dared not go out during the day for fear of encountering the police.At night, ask her for money to go out and drink.

Zhu Juanjuan persuaded him many times with earnest words, but he always looked like a broken pot and a dejected look of drinking away his sorrows.

"Fourth sister, I've lost my job. Is it thanks to you? If I don't go out, am I going to be moldy and crazy at home?"

At this point, she had to compromise.It's not a big deal to ask for some wine money.

Having lost his father and two elder brothers, the third brother must never make another mistake.Back then, she went to the newspaper to publish the news of the third brother's death in order to convince the police that he was dead and give up the persecution.

Although there is no need to worry about his life, Xingyuan gradually realizes that all the accumulation of two generations in official career has been wiped out overnight.As time goes by, he even hates Fourth Sister for meddling in her own business.

She didn't dare to stop him, let alone cut his drink money.I just repeatedly told Xingyuan to pay attention to safety and not to mess around in crowded places.

"Sister, I also have it here, take it to the master to see the doctor!"

Xiao Hai rummaged through his trouser pockets and clothes pockets, and even pinched the seam of his hat carefully.Dirty hands clenched two big handfuls of copper—the income of a week's worth of newspapers.

Zhu Juanjuan patted his head, and returned all the coins to Xiaohai's pocket.

"I really need it, I'll use yours again."

Just as she was putting the silver dollars into her purse and walking out the door, Qi Qi touched her head and suddenly remembered something.

"Sister is going to get the car? The car was driven out by your third brother last night."

"Ah?" Zhu Juanjuan froze in place.Maybe she was too tolerant of traveling far, allowing him to go out, hang out, drink, and not return at midnight.

Earlier, before going out, the third brother had told her that in the past ten days or so, he had picked her to sneak out when she was busy.It's getting less and less punctual when I come back.

If I remember correctly, Xingyuan left yesterday, and I haven't seen anyone all day today.

Where did the third brother go?What danger?Zhu Juanjuan's heart tightened, and his mind was in chaos.

Right now, without a car, the only way to send the wounded to the hospital is to stop the carriage.She left Xiao Hai and Qi Qi at home to guard, and stumbled out of the house by herself, standing on the side of the road at dusk.

Qilan and Chen Xing went out through the back door of the Bai Family Medical Center and had to bypass the old abandoned church.The sky gradually darkened, and unknown wild birds rang out from time to time, the sounds were desolate and weird.

"This dilapidated place should really be demolished. Building schools and hospitals is ten thousand times better than leaving it empty now."

Just as Chen Xing finished speaking, a flock of black birds flew over his head, dropping fresh bird droppings with a "poof", almost hitting his face.

"They're all fine, they only came to mess with me."

"Brother Chen, keep quiet and hurry on your way." Qilan strode across piles of rubble, broken bricks and rotten wood, not caring about the blackbird's attack.

"It's not right. I remember the teacher said that if there are a lot of blackbirds coming to the cemetery, it may mean that the grave has been dug up."

"The blackbird still eats." Before Qilan could finish his sentence, his spine was already chilling.

"Look, isn't the direction they are flying in the direction of the new church cemetery?"

"Wait, it seems like 48 days have passed since Miss Yuexian was buried?"

"Yes, tomorrow is Miss Tang's 'first seven'. We went to the church to watch the night, and Dr. Zhang was still crying."

An ominous premonition suddenly climbed into the hearts of the two young men.They followed the blackbird, one after the other, towards the new churchyard.

The evening wind was blowing harder and harder.The flock of black birds seemed to be possessed, forming a black cloth in the gray sky, moving mysteriously, as if driven by witchcraft.

(End of this chapter)