Chapter 174: Fierce Medicine

"Wei Qingqing, I must kill you..." Gu Pan stared at Wei Qingqing hatred.

"Why 'must' kill me? Can you tell me the reason?" Wei Qingqing always had a smile on her face.

"..." There were many reasons why Gu Pan wanted to kill Wei Qingqing, but for a moment, she seemed to be unable to catch anything, and for a moment, she couldn't help but speechless.

"Hmph, the food I brought you is delicious, right?" Wei Qingqing said with a smile.

"So what?" Gu Pan was a little angry. Her unreliable performance just now made her feel red.

"If you taste good, eat more..." Wei Qingqing said with a smile, then turned around and left.

Gu Pan suddenly felt like he was being played with in his palms. This feeling had already happened since he met Yang Ming, but only at this moment was so obvious.

Gu Pan didn't like this feeling, but she was powerless to resist.

"Qingqing, why are you going?" When Wei Qingqing returned home, Mrs. Liu was working on her own kang. Mrs. Liu seemed to be busy forever, but she was happy.

"I'm going to feed the animals..." Wei Qingqing responded casually, took off her shoes and put them on the kang, leaned on the quilt, and kneaded her feet. After walking for such a long time, her feet were a little sore.

"Hmph..." Mrs. Liu laughed twice, "Tell you good news, Wang Duo plans to marry her girlfriend on the ninth day of the first lunar month next year..."

"Oh!" Wei Qingqing nodded indifferently.

"Are you unhappy?" Mrs. Liu looked at Wei Qingqing and said.

"Happy, of course I'm happy..." Wei Qingqing said.

"Seeing that you are not energetic at all, is there something wrong with your ex-uncle?" said Mrs. Liu.

"No, the old couple is in good health. Although they are still in a coma, I believe they will wake up soon. Yang Ming also said that when they wake up, they will take them back..." Wei Qingqing said.

"Then why are you not energetic?" said Mrs. Liu.

"What's the reason for not being energetic? I just slept late yesterday, so I felt a little sleepy today..." Wei Qingqing himself also thought it was the reason.

"If you don't believe it, you must have something to hide from me. Tell me about it. What else should I hide from my sister-in-law?" said Mrs. Liu.

"No..." Wei Qingqing leaned on the quilt, feeling sleepy.

"No, right? Judging from your appearance, you seem to be scared. Otherwise, my sister-in-law will help you collect it?" said Mrs. Liu.

"No, I'll sleep for a while..." Wei Qingqing said in a daze.

"Sister-in-law collects it for you, but it won't affect your sleep..." Sister-in-law Liu said, laying a mattress for Wei Qingqing, letting her head lie on the kang, and then tidying up and collecting her soul.

Yang Ming was guarding the two old beds, watching the two old sleeping peacefully: "Maybe, they can be truly happy in their dreams, right? This should be the reason why they don't want to wake up. Maybe, in their dreams, they are sharing family with their sons and parents?"

"But, dreams are all illusions after all, so let's go back to reality as soon as possible..." Yang Ming murmured, and another bad idea was found in his heart.

By the way, Yang Ming is definitely a smart person and ruthless. Thinking about the bad idea he gave to Zheng Yu back then, Zheng Yu found a widow to get married in a flash, which made Zheng Yu's father and mother very happy. Now...

"Dad... Save me, I don't want to die. The water is so cold. I can't breathe. The river water is not delicious at all..." Yang Ming lay in Uncle Zheng's ear, his voice very pitiful, sad, and helpless...

Sure enough, Uncle Zheng, who was in a coma, frowned slightly.

"It's so cold, I don't want to die, I'll pull me, Dad, pull me, pull me up, I can't bear to part with my mother, grandma..." Yang Ming's voice was very sad.

"Son..." Mr. Zheng's face immediately became extremely painful, and tears rolled across his face along the corners of his eyes. The expression was like someone with dry stools who suddenly took two pounds of laxatives. He suddenly sat up from the hospital bed and exclaimed, and the sound was full of a volcanic sensation.

"Wake up? This is too simple, right?" Yang Ming was stunned.

"Ming clearly? Why are you? Where am I? Where is my son?" Mr. Zheng's eyes were stroking around, and a series of questions popped up, with an anxious expression.

"Uncle, are you awake?" Yang Ming looked quite embarrassed.

"Where is my son?" Mr. Zheng asked anxiously.

"Your son, this, if you want a son, you have to live..." Yang Ming became even more embarrassed.

"..." Uncle Zheng stared at Yang Ming for a while, blushed when he saw Yang Ming, and then blew his beard and muttered: "You kid..."

Uncle Zheng is not stupid. Judging from Yang Ming's virtue, how could he not understand what happened?

"Haha, the uncle has finally woken up..." Yang Ming smiled and shook Mr. Zheng's hospital bed, so that he could relax when he sat down, "Uncle, you have been in a coma all day..."

"Have you been in a coma all day? I remember, it seems that we were hit by a big car. At that time, your aunt... By the way, where is your aunt?" Uncle Zheng thought of the car accident, his wife who was next to him couldn't help but get anxious.

"It's okay, it's okay, isn't the aunt there?" Yang Ming quickly calmed his emotions and pointed at Aunt Zheng who was lying on the hospital bed next to him, and said.

"What's wrong with your aunt?" Mr. Zheng was anxious and quickly got out of bed and leaned next to his wife.

"Uh, I haven't woken up yet, I'll wake her up later..." Yang Ming was afraid that the old man would be excited and had some trouble with his body, so he quickly grabbed him and helped him to the hospital bed.

"Hurry up, wake her up, I have to ask her in person..." The old man said, tears flowing down.

A couple, without children, have been in a marriage for decades, and their relationship is naturally harder than diamonds... Red and pink skeletons, people will eventually grow old, whether they are peerless or unparalleled in national talents... Time is ruthless, and when they are old and beautiful, they are not many people who can support each other, even if the vows and promises of the past are still in their ears...

The seeds of love sprout in the hearts of young people, grow in the hearts of young people, and bear fruit in the hearts of middle-aged people. Only people can be qualified to taste it in their old age. Only they know whether it is bitter or astringent, sour or sweet.

"Oh, ah, I'll wake up the aunt now..." Yang Ming quickly responded and leaned into Aunt Zheng's ear: "Mom, I'm hungry, I don't have anything to eat in the water, it's cold and dark, please save me quickly. Mom, I'm so cold. When I save me, remember to bring me a big cotton jacket..."

"Boy, you..." Uncle Zheng looked at Yang Ming's way of waking up his wife, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, his eyebrows were pounding in anger.

Aunt Zheng suddenly reacted, frowned, let go, and then frowned again, with an unusually painful expression. Yang Ming couldn't help but add a little more: "Oh my God, it's so cold, I'm so cold, so stuffy, I can't breathe, come and save me, I can't stand it..."

"Son..." Aunt Zheng shouted in pain, and Yang Ming immediately breathed a sigh of relief. According to the experience of waking Mr. Zheng just now, Aunt Zheng should have sat up suddenly, but then, Aunt Zheng was silent. The expression on his face was quiet and peaceful, and there was a faint smile...

"What's wrong?" Yang Ming was stunned, looking at Aunt Zheng's beautiful sleeping appearance, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

"Your aunt is not awake?" Mr. Zheng said anxiously.

"Ah, I haven't woken up..." Yang Ming said stupidly.

"Get up for me..." Uncle Zheng jumped out of bed, rushed to his wife's bed, and grabbed her hand, "Cuihua'er, wake up, wake up quickly... It's almost the Chinese New Year. If you don't wake up, I will be the only one left in our family this year..."

Uncle Zheng shouted for a long time, but Aunt Zheng still didn't react anyway.

"Uncle, why don't we try another method?" Yang Ming said tentatively.

"What method?" Uncle Zheng glanced at Yang Ming.

"Look at me..." Yang Ming leaned into Aunt Zheng's ear again, "Cuihuaer, what time is it that time yet, but you still haven't gotten up? Why are you starving to death? How do you be your wife? Go cook quickly, bring my grandson over to me, and make me feel sore..."

"Be my mother..." Mr. Zheng was so angry that his muscles on his cheeks were thrusting, but seeing the expression on his wife's face again, he couldn't help but swallow the words behind him.

"Why are you still lazy? Get up quickly, I'll count to three. If you can't get up again, I'll use the soles of your shoes to suck you..." Yang Ming's voice was very evil.

Aunt Zheng's emotional reaction became even more intense, with reluctance, attachment, love, etc., and expressions gathered on her face.

"Get up quickly. They are all mothers, and they are still lying on bed? You are not afraid of laughing at the villagers! If this is spread, my old face will be lost..." Yang Ming said.

"Mom, I can't bear to leave..." Aunt Zheng finally made another voice.

"I can't bear to bear it, this is a day? Get up quickly..." Yang Ming's tone gradually became stern.

"I don't, what if I get up and my son is gone again?" Aunt Zheng cried.

"It's gone? Why is it gone? Isn't my grandson good? Hurry up..." Yang Ming wanted to add more effort, but was stopped by Mr. Zheng. Yang Ming turned his head and saw Mr. Zheng crying.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Yang Ming whispered.

"Let her sleep, sleep. I haven't seen her so happy after so many years..." The old man shed tears and stroked his wife's cheek.

"Uncle, this is not a solution. Dreams are beautiful, but they are fake! I have a secret recipe that can make you younger than you in your twenties. At that time, you may have another child..." Yang Ming said anxiously.

In theory, Yang Ming said this. Even if Mr. Zheng doesn't believe it, he should have shown a half-believing and half-doubted expression, but he seemed to have not heard it, just stroked his wife's cheek: "Wait, let her spend this New Year happily..."

"Then..." Yang Ming wanted to say something, but he found that he didn't know what to say at all. The relationship between the old couple had transcended the sadness of having no children. In their years of life, they had completely integrated into each other, and had blood and heart-to-heart connections.

As Uncle Zheng's big hand stroked Aunt Zheng's cheek, Aunt Zheng's expression gradually returned to peace.

"Your aunt has never been happy in the past thirty years. It is rare that she can smile so beautifully..." Uncle Zheng's voice was filled with a hint of sob.

"Uncle, do you know Liu Shugen from Liujia Village?" Yang Ming whispered.

"It's your sister-in-law Liu's father, right?" Uncle Zheng had an impression of Mr. Liu, so he naturally knew Mrs. Liu's father.

"Yes, yes, it's him. He used my secret recipe and looked like he was 40 years old. Now, he is about to have a second child..." Yang Ming said.

"Is that so? He must be over 60 years old this year, right? He and us are of the same generation, but he only has a child in his thirty years old..." Mr. Zheng said.

"Yes, their family only has one daughter, so I dreamed of a son, so I gave them some secret recipes to make them younger than 20 years younger and have children again..." Yang Ming said.

"Yes!" Uncle Zheng nodded, without saying anything, just looking at his wife, with pity in his eyes.

"Then... uncle, I'll go out first. The boy who hit you is Qingqing's cousin. Don't blame him. That boy is irritable, but he is not bad-minded. If you have anything, just look for him. If you can't find him, look for his partner. His father-in-law has uremia and is also treating him in this hospital. His partner is guarding day and night. I'm going to the public security bureau to get the car out..." Yang Ming said.

"I don't blame him. I still remember that we bumped into him at that time. It's enough that he doesn't blame us... Okay, go and do yours..." Uncle Zheng waved.

"Yeah!" Yang Ming nodded and turned around and left.

"Cuihua'er, did you hear it? When you wake up, we will have children..." Mr. Zheng's voice trembled, and his big hands held his wife's hand.

Yang Ming left the hospital and took a taxi to the Public Security Bureau.

When Yang Ming entered the Public Security Bureau, he was stopped by the guard: "Comrade, is there anything wrong? Today, some internal matters in the bureau need to be dealt with. If your affairs are not serious, go to the nearest police station to deal with..."

"Haha, comrade police, I really have to deal with this matter with you. Yesterday my car had a car accident and asked your bureau to detain it. I am here to pick up the car..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Yesterday? I detained a car yesterday. Could it be yours?" The policeman's voice was much more polite.

"Yes, a RV..." Yang Ming said with a smile.
To be continued...