The Peasant Girl Reborn: The Pampered Wife

Chapter 748 778 Asking for a Monthly Ticket

Xiao Wei blew past like the wind, pushed Jiang Baishu away, and reached out to take Xu Xinghong.

He said sharply to Jiang Baishu, "What do you want to do!"

Jiang Baishu didn't expect that he was still here, and he was a little flustered, "I..."

"Jiang Baishu, I'm really blind to like you." Xiaowei hugged Xu Xinghong, looked at her pale face, originally soft lines, a bit tough and cold.

"It's not like this, listen to my explanation, Xiaowei." Jiang Baishu stepped forward and took Xiaowei's arm, "Your sister forced us to do this."

"Get out! You don't need to be hypocritical here." Xiaowei threw her away at once. He regretted not listening to his sister. If he had stopped early, such a thing would not have happened.

Just as she was about to leave with Xu Xinghong in her arms, Mrs. Jiang leaned on a cane and hurried over and said, "Wait, Xiaowei, stop."

With a cold expression on Xiaowei's face, he said strangely to Mrs. Jiang, "Grandma."

"Xiaowei, put your sister in the room quickly, but you can't move like this, cough, cough..." Mrs. Jiang said anxiously, coughing a little.

Xiaowei frowned, and stood there holding Xu Xinghong in his arms without saying a word.

"Your sister is pregnant with a child, and the fetal image is unstable now. If you walk for a while, your sister's child will be gone." Mrs. Jiang said, and persuaded Xiaowei again.

"Then why didn't you save him just now?!" Xiaowei was taken aback, and said calmly although he was anxious.

"Xiaowei, you think your sister had an accident in our Jiang family. An's originally planned to deal with the Jiang family. This is not an extra good reason. We sent it up ourselves." Mrs. Jiang explained, "At that time, there was only one servant in the yard, and your sister couldn't be touched. You should think about it carefully."

Xiaowei looked at Jiang Baishu, a thin servant beside her, and the old lady Jiang and the two servants beside her.

"Quick! Serve it to your sister." The old lady Jiang's face suddenly changed, and she smelled blood.

Xiaowei's facial senses are sensitive, so he has already smelled it, and he is no longer discerning, so Yingren gets close to him and feeds a pill to Xu Xinghong.

"Put him to the bed quickly, I'm feeling the pulse." Mrs. Jiang said anxiously.

She really couldn't let someone have an accident in Jiang's house. Originally, she planned to exchange with Xu Xinghong for the temporary safety of entering Jiang's house in the name of protecting the baby.

But people's calculations are like heaven's calculations, and she actually showed signs of miscarriage.

With a slightly serious face, Mrs. Jiang felt Xu Xinghong's pulse earnestly and said, "She has been taking medicine for conditioning?"

"Yes." Xiaowei replied simply, "My sister's foundation is not very good, and she has been recuperating her body."

Mrs. Jiang changed her hand again, felt the pulse and said, "The child has been here for more than a month. For the specific situation, you have to wait for your sister to wake up and ask what's going on."

"How is sister now?!" Xiaowei asked anxiously.

"The child is saved for the time being." Mrs. Jiang was a little tired, yawning, "When your sister wakes up, come and wake me up."

Xiaowei thanked her, and politely sent Mrs. Jiang to the inner room.

Turning around and coming back to see Jiang Baishu who was still standing there outside the window, he looked away and continued to walk forward to Xu Xinghong's side.

At this time, An Jiang took the old Chinese doctor of An's medical school, and brought people here at high speed.

Guided by the servant, he walked all the way to Mrs. Jiang's yard.

As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, he saw Jiang Baishu standing outside with his head bowed, An Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly ran forward.

　I don't know if it's because of the revision of the article, or if a chapter with too many words is often blocked.

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(End of this chapter)