Chapter 1913: The Deadly White Moonlight of the Republic of China 11
Jin Ling moved quickly, the room was almost cleaned, and there was no dust everywhere like before.
Mei Chunru sat on the edge of the bed, her wrinkled face lacking any luster, like dried oranges, her teeth yellowed due to lack of nutrition, showing from her chapped lips.
She looked at Wen Guanghou with an attentive face, her heart seemed to have been smashed by a sledgehammer, she was not moved at all, only boundless coldness.
This was her husband, who left her in a barren backcountry where she could not show her face for years.
When an old friend of the Mei family came to visit, he showed no concern for her affectionately, how could she have such a man.
"Mom, go to the hospital. You've been sick for too long. You can get better soon after seeing western medicine."
Shu Ange's voice sounded again, and Mei Chunru looked at her with a smile and a little want to cry. This is also a poor child. Since he was born, he has not been loved by his biological parents.
Although Aunt Liu has a shallow eyelids and a narrow temperament, at least she is very good to Jun'er.
If Wei Yong and Jun'er had a bad time, Mei Chunru would have to crawl out of the small Buddhist hall even if she was desperate, and begged her father to be the master of the two children.
Liu Guixiang could not wait to strangle Shu Ange to death, and persuaded Mei Chunru with a smile: "Madam, we are from China, and seeing a Chinese medicine is the most symptomatic. I heard that Western medicine likes to open up people's intestines the most, and Miss Jun'er is the most in her heart. I miss you, if you go to the hospital, she must be afraid that she won't be able to sleep at night."
"My aunt means that Mr. Geng deliberately harmed his mother?"
Shu Ange pursed her lips and stared at Liu Guixiang with her black and white eyes, which made her feel guilty.
"Cough, thank you Mr. Geng for the arrangement. I have been sick in bed for so many years, and I also want to find out what is wrong with me."
Concubine Liu had a guilty conscience on her face, she twisted her hands and patted her face away, very worried in her heart.
Lei Feng and Lei Li found a stretcher and carried Mrs. Mei into the car to the hospital. Shu Ange also followed.
Wen Guanghou shyly proposed to go to the hospital, but Geng Wuxiang rejected him mercilessly. He was very angry in his heart.
After Geng Wuxiang left, Adjutant Chen left in a hurry, and Wen Guanghou got angry with Liu Guixiang.
"For things with shallow eyelids, the Wen family still lacks Mei Chunru's food. Now that Mr. Geng hits us and treats her harshly, how do you think it will end?"
Liu Guixiang's crying pear blossom brought rain, and half leaned against the door and wall: "Master doesn't ask questions, so it's really chilling to blame the concubine. I only go to the small Buddhist hall once a month, how can I know that the servants are so scornful of Mrs. ."
She said it righteously, and Wen Guanghou carried his hands behind his back and his beard was twisted in anger: "The servants are all things that look down on people. If you were a little more careful, why would you do this?"
"Master, the eldest wife has her own children, and the concubine has a big family, so how can she cover everything."
"Father, what happened, why was my mother suddenly sent to the hospital?"
Wen Weiyong rushed home in a hurry, his hair was ruffled by the wind, and his eyes were full of worry.
It was about time to meet once a month, and Vinvión specially ordered the cakes that my mother loved to eat, and wanted to bring it to her when we met.
In the face of the eldest son's questioning, Wen Guanghou put away his anger and returned: "Mr. Geng came to visit, seeing that your mother is too weak, so she was sent to the Sino-French Heai Hospital for treatment."
"Who is Mr. Geng?"
Wen Weiyong's expression was a little dazed, and he continued to ask: "Didn't the doctor say that my mother needs a rest, so I can't see the wind and work my mind?"
Wen Guanghou was annoyed by his question, waved his hand and said, "Worry about your mother's words, go to the Sino-French He Ai Hospital by yourself, what are you asking here?"
His father's impatience made Wen Weyong feel uncomfortable in his chest.
Liu Guixiang's mood was more complicated, and she was afraid that what she had done would be exposed, so she hit Wen Weiyong's head: "Eldest young master, I am very flustered. Mr. Geng is too strong, and he can't refuse to send his wife to Henan. Love the hospital. You said that our doctors in China are more reliable than Western medicine. Or, why don't you go to the hospital and bring your wife back?"
Wen Weiyong looked at Liu Guixiang in surprise, and retorted with a serious face: "Auntie, you didn't go to the western hospital. Western medicine is a very scientific theory, and there are many advanced treatment methods that we need to learn. Hey, I am too stupid. , I haven't thought about sending my mother to the hospital for a check-up for so long."
After he figured it out, Wen Weiyong put on his hat, said goodbye to Wen Guanghou, and hurried to the Sino-French He Ai Hospital.
Liu Guixiang looked at his back and murmured unconsciously, "What can I do..."
Wen Guanghou frowned and pressed Liu Guixiang's shoulders, his dimly yellow eyes shone with light: "Guinxiang, tell me the truth, did you do something that shouldn't be done?"
"I……"
Liu Guixiang swallowed her saliva, her eyes were erratic, and her smile was even uglier than her crying.
"Master, save me, I really didn't mean it."
Liu Guixiang burst into tears again, and under Wen Guanghou's persecution, she told him the whole thing about the poisoning.
In her description, the poisoning was just for self-protection, she was worried that Mei Chunru would poison her two children, and she fabricated many cases of Mei Chunru despising and bullying their mother and daughter out of nothing.
After Wen Guanghou listened to Liu Guixiang's words, he almost tilted his head in anger and pointed at her forehead with a fat finger: "You are confused!"
He has taken over all the properties of the Mei family, and he is also working hard for his own country in Hecheng. A mere Mei Ruchun can create a storm.
With Mei Ruchun around, the people who had a good relationship with Mr. Mei at the beginning would sell him a face.
Wen Guanghou did not divorce his wife after he developed for this reason.
Could it be that he hated and resented the Mei family less than Liu Guixiang, but he knew how to advance and retreat.
"Master, my concubine has suffered under Mei Chunru's hands for so many years, and I hate it in my heart. We were separated for several years because of her. When I was pregnant with Jun'er, I still had to set rules in front of her..."
Liu Guixiang poured out the bitter water and talked endlessly, Wen Guang said with a stern face: "Enough, don't mention the past. The Geng family is an existence that we can't afford to provoke. You'd better deal with your tail cleanly, and never let Someone found you."
After he developed, Wen Guanghou had many women. But the only one who can arouse his love and care is Liu Guixiang.
The two of them are young couples and old companions. At the beginning, everyone looked down on him and believed that he was useless in his life.
It was Liu Guixiang who stood by his side unswervingly and endured countless grievances for him.
After not going out for a long time, Mei Chunru was sitting in the car, feeling a sudden sense of alienation.
It turned out that there were already so many cars on the street. Before she left the cabinet, foreigners' cars were still a rarity, and she had only seen them in pictorials.
The car ran fast, more stable than a bumpy rickshaw, and she sat in the car, like a person nestled in cotton.
"Cough, cough."
"Mother, drink some water to moisten your throat."
Shu Ange handed over the water bottle, picked up the handkerchief again, and wiped Mei Chunru's cheek.
"Thanks a lot."
Mei Chunru's relationship with Wen Huijuan was very complicated. She didn't inherit Aunt Liu's bitterness at all, and her personality was somewhat similar to when she was young.
"It's not hard."
Geng Wuxiang sat in the front row and saw the slightly embarrassing interaction between the two in the rearview mirror, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, he took the initiative to lean over and asked Shu Ange: "Miss San, you said earlier that Mrs. Mei was poisoned, Is this true?"
Mei Chunru's hands trembled, the water in the bottle almost spilled, her face was as white as gold foil.
Is she... poisoned?
Why did Wen Huijuan say she was poisoned? Could it be Liu Guixiang's hands and feet?
For a time, Mei Chunru had countless thoughts rolling through her mind.
"It's true. It's not a poison that kills people, but it makes people weaker every day. Mother, do your shoulder blades and ribs often have dull pains?"
Shu Ange touched Mei Chunru's thin rib, she sighed and gasped, "It hurts, am I really poisoned?"
Her eyes were blank, and countless sad emotions emerged in her heart.
Mei Chunru always thought that she was not good enough, so she was sick in bed, and it was difficult to take care of her children, but she was poisoned.
"Don't worry, mother, the poisoner wants to slowly torture you, so the dose is very small. After you arrive at the hospital, take good care of your body, and you will definitely live a long life."
Shu Ange put her hand on the back of Mei Chunru's hand, and her dry eyes filled with tears: "It turns out that I was poisoned, I didn't get sick, I was poisoned."
She cried and laughed, and the people watching were sad.
"Mrs. Mei doesn't need to worry. With Geng here, I will definitely get justice for you."
"Thank you, Mr. Geng. If I can survive this disaster, I will definitely come to thank you."
Mei Chunru was emotionally ups and downs, her eyelids gradually became heavy, and she fell asleep leaning on Shu Ange.
For some unknown reason, the daughter of this prostitute always gave her a particularly reassuring feeling, which made her involuntarily let go of her guard.
When they arrived at the Sino-French Heai Hospital, Shu Ange, with the assistance of Lei Feng, took Mei Chunru to the hospital's stretcher.
In order to facilitate Shu Ange's nursing in the hospital, Geng Wuxiang specially booked a single ward, and asked the hospital to add a bed to the room.
When Mei Chunru fell asleep, the hospital took her blood for testing.
In this era, medical instruments are not so developed, and blood testing is often done manually, so the results are very slow.
The doctor judged based on experience that Mei Chunru was too weak and needed blood transfusion and glucose solution.
It was also a coincidence that Wen Weyong rushed to the hospital shortly after the doctor made the preliminary diagnosis.
"How is your mother?"
He looked at Mei Chunru, who was lying on the white hospital bed, in a drowsy state, his fingers tightly clasped together.
The last time we met, my mother wasn't looking so bad, how could she be so sick after only a month of work.
When a person is lying on a hospital bed, under the contrast of white walls and white sheets and quilts, the bad complexion will become more obvious.
How does Wen Weiyong know that every time Mei Chunru sees their brothers and sisters, she always has to forcefully dress up, so as not to frighten them with her sick face.
She is willing to give her life for the sake of a pair of children, what is ordinary forbearance?
"Don't worry, eldest brother, my mother is fine, but her body is too weak, and she fell asleep after her emotional upheaval."
Shu Ange's comfort did not make Wen Weyong feel better. He half-knelt in front of the bed, held Mei Chunru's hand and buried his face in her cold palm, rebuking himself: "It's all my fault, I should have sent my mother to the hospital earlier."
If there were other people in the ward, Wen Weyong would have shed tears of excitement.
Before meeting Wen Weiyong, Geng Wuxiang actually disliked him a bit.
His father did nothing, his mother was poisoned, and he was the dignified young master of the Wen family.
As long as he is a little bit bloody, Mei Chunru, as the mistress of the house, will not be harmed for this sake.
After meeting Wen Weiyong, Geng Wuxiang only sighed.
It's not that he is bloodless, his mind is too simple, he has no scheming, and his enthusiasm makes people bear harsh criticism.
If Wen Weyong could inherit half of Wen Guanghou's scheming, he wouldn't be able to get even a piece of the Mei family property now.
Wen Weiyong knelt in front of the hospital bed for a while, wiped his eyes with his hands behind his back, and then got up and bowed deeply to Wuxiang: "Thank you very much, Mr. Geng will be useful to Weiyong in the future. Please feel free to ask. Wei Yong is willing to go through fire and water to serve you!"
Shu Ange sighed, Wen Weyong and Wen Guanghou are really not like father and son.
When one saw Geng Wuxiang, he sharpened his head, trying to get a little benefit from him.
The other has a straightforward temperament, and dares to make any oath in order to repay his gratitude.
Geng Wuxiang does not need Wen Weyong to go through fire and water for himself, but he appreciates his character of repaying his gratitude and gratitude: "The Geng family and the Mei family are family friends, and I stand for Mrs. Mei, and it is also for the sake of friendship. The doctor said that Mrs. Mei needs it urgently. Blood transfusion, are you willing to transfuse blood for your mother?"
"How much blood do you need to transfuse? Can you do it now?"
Wen Weiyong opened his sleeves, revealing his strong wrists, with only concern for his mother on his face, without the slightest prevarication or reluctance.
"Are you a family member of the patient? Before blood transfusion, the blood type must be tested, and it must be compatible before it can be given to the patient."
The attending doctor put down his glasses with his hand. As doctors, they like most patients and their families who can understand Western medical care.
Many people changed their faces when they heard the blood transfusion, as if they were monsters that sucked human blood.
There are also people who believe that if a person draws blood, they will lose their life, and even their biological parents or children are unwilling to save them.
There are very few people who are as neat as Wen Weiyong.
"Doctor, also do a blood test for me, and I'm going to transfuse blood for my mother too."
The doctor looked at Shu Ange, frowned and said in disapproval, "You are too thin, you look a little anemic, and you are not suitable for blood transfusion."
Blood donation was disliked, Shu Ange was speechless and choked, Wen Weyong disapproved and blocked: "Huijuan has this heart, it's good, you are so thin and usually need to make up more."
The third sister was willing to accompany her mother to the hospital and donated blood, which moved Wen Weyong and felt ashamed.
It was probably because Sister Huijun was whispering in his ear every day, and he unconsciously became colder towards several younger brothers and younger sisters.
In fact, half of the blood on him and the third sister are the same, and they are also brothers and sisters with broken bones and tendons.
"I will try my best to replenish my body and try to get blood for my mother."
Shu Ange felt a little regretful. She still wanted to start with blood transfusion to reveal the background of her and Wen Huijun.
Because her body hasn't been conditioned yet, she has to wait.
(Tell everyone a tragedy, the blue bridge network card is stuck, and the full attendance is lost on the last day of this month)