"Mom, I still feel so uncomfortable. I just vomited out the tea I just drank..."

Yang Huamei covered the room with a pale face.

"What's going on? Could it be that eating at night has ruined your stomach?" Tan asked again.

Because before, Yang Huamei had always been fine.

This is a disease that comes with a stick!

"Meier, please bear with me for a while. Mom, go call your father and the others to come over!"

Tan groped towards the door of the house to pat the door of Lao Yangtou's house next door.

Lao Yangtou and Wang Shuanzi woke up soon. When everyone came to Tan's house, they were all frightened when they saw Yang Huamei's vomit on the ground.

"You need to find a doctor quickly!" Old Yangtou said.

Wang Hongquan said: "Uncle Fu lives in the Tutu Temple area. We don't even know how to row a boat. We still have to wake up the third child."

"Dad, father-in-law, I'll go to the backyard and call Third Brother."

Wang Shuanzi quickly walked out of the house.

"Shuanzi, the road is slippery. Please be careful when walking."

Wang Hongquan warned from behind.

"It's okay, Dad, please take care of Mei'er first."

Wang Shuanzi plunged into the night.

The night was dark, cloudy, and without a moon.

The bluestone floor was a little wet and my feet were slippery when I stepped on it.

Wang Shuanzi didn't light a lantern, he simply followed his feeling and walked to the backyard.

He was walking so fast and hurriedly that when he reached the backyard, he fell to the ground with a thud before he could even gain a firm footing.

"Which one?"

The door to the west room opposite opened, and Yang Ruoqing was the first to rush out.

He also carried a lantern in his hand.

"Ah, Uncle Shuanzi?"

She exclaimed, quickly put the lantern in her hand on the bench in the corridor, and hurried over here.

The noise here also alerted Yang Huazhong and Sun's Bao Suyun in the opposite room.
Chapter completed!