Chapter 1332: 333: Past life karma

Zhao Yu was pulled up from the ground by Shangguan Dehui.

Shangguan Dehui looked at the old fortune-teller, Wang Lao: “Mr. Wang, is there really no way to save Yangyang?”

Wang Lao shook his head regretfully.

Ni Yang was the last apprentice he took in, and his most accomplished student. He never expected that Ni Yang would end up dying from poisoning.

“Mr. Wang!”

Wang Lao sighed, “Nothing can be done.”

The only sound left in the air was heavy, suppressed breathing.

Wang Lao continued, “Yangyang has only half a month left. During this time, I’ll do my best to explore other possibilities, see if I can develop an antidote.”

None of them could accept this news.

Ni Yang had used her medical skills to save countless lives, and now she would die from poisoning… truly, fate is cruel.

When the villagers of Jinghua Village learned this news, they rushed to the hospital to see Ni Yang.

Seeing Ni Yang like this, everyone quietly wiped away tears.

Ni Yang had always been such a kind person; she was like a lucky star to everyone.

The Village Chief took out a bundle of money wrapped in a handkerchief and handed it to Shangguan Dehui. “Yangyang’s father, I know your family doesn’t lack money, but this is a token of goodwill from us all—please, you must accept it.”

The Village Chief had gone to such lengths, and refusing would mean being ungrateful. Moreover, it wouldn’t do to let down their sincere intentions.

“On Yangyang’s behalf, I thank all of you.” Shangguan Dehui accepted the money with solemnity and carefully tucked it into his pocket.

Han Xiaoqin walked over to comfort Ni Cuihua, “Yangyang’s mom, don’t worry, Yangyang will be fine.”

“Yes, Yangyang surely will be fine.”

Ni Cuihua’s tears had run dry over the past couple of days. Her face showed no expression, as if she were a walking corpse.

As a mother, she could not accept the impending death of Ni Yang.

If Ni Yang hadn’t decisively taken her away from Dam Village back then, she wouldn’t have the life she had now…

Why wasn’t she the one lying in that hospital bed?

She was already nearing fifty.

She wasn’t afraid of dying!

Why wouldn’t the heavens take her instead?

She was willing to take Ni Yang’s place and bear all of this!

The ward was small, and with so many people crowded in, it wasn’t convenient. After a while, everyone offered to leave.

Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui smiled as they escorted everyone out of the hospital. “Thank you all for remembering Yangyang. We, as her parents, also believe she will recover.”

The villagers knew Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui were forcing smiles. After offering a few more words of comfort, they left as a group.

But instead of returning to Jinghua Village, they went to the temple to pray for Ni Yang.

An elderly, highly respected man kneeled at the very front. “Bodhisattva, please bless Yangyang and keep her safe. If she survives this crisis, we are willing to give up ten, twenty years of our lives.”

“Please, Bodhisattva, protect her.”

Aside from praying to the Bodhisattva, these honest villagers couldn’t think of any other effective solutions.

Giving up ten or twenty years of life wasn’t a joke.

As long as Ni Yang could get better, they were willing to do anything.

Ni Yang wasn’t just their lucky star; she was also the pride of their village, the face of their community.

From ancient times to now, Jinghua Village had never seen someone like Ni Yang, someone who led them on the path to prosperity.

Even though she was a girl, she was far stronger than most boys!

Because of Ni Yang, people from Jinghua Village and even nearby villages no longer clung to outdated beliefs favoring boys over girls.

What boys?

If anyone were fortunate enough to have a daughter like Ni Yang, it would be far better than having a hundred or a thousand sons!

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

During these two days, Ni Yang lay quietly in the hospital bed, peaceful like a sleeping beauty.

Mo Qishen remained by her bedside, tightly gripping Ni Yang’s hand.

Two days had passed.

He hadn’t closed his eyes even once; his deep-set eyes were bloodshot and lined with exhaustion.

Shangguan Xi and Wu Chenjun stood outside the ward, their faces full of worry as they gazed at Mo Qishen through the window.

Shangguan Xi handed the thermos she held to Wu Chenjun. “Take this inside. I’ll go find the doctor to check on the situation.”

“Okay.” Wu Chenjun took the chicken soup and pushed open the door to enter.

Hearing the door open, Mo Qishen turned his head slightly to glance back.

“Brother, at least eat a little. This chicken soup was just freshly made by my mom. Try it—it might suit your taste.”

Wu Chenjun ladled a bowl of chicken soup from the thermos and handed it over.

Mo Qishen waved his hand, “I’m not hungry.”

Seeing him like this, Wu Chenjun sighed, “You’ve gone two days without eating. If Yangyang knew you were hurting yourself like this, she’d be upset. Wang Lao has already been working on developing the antidote these past few days. He’ll surely find a way to save Yangyang. Please, eat something.”

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