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He Yushui followed Director Wang to the street office to handle the housing certificate, while Qin Huairu stood beside Shazhu, secretly resenting his uselessness. She had long set her sights on He Yushui's house. Now that Shazhu was getting older, he needed a place to live alone. With that house now given to Yushui, how could she accept it? No! She had to find a way to get that house for herself.
The people in the courtyard gathered together, discussing the Shazhu siblings. At that moment, Aunt Yi rushed over in a panic. "It's bad, Old Yi! The old lady has vomited blood and fainted!"
Hearing that the deaf old lady had vomited blood and fainted, Yi Zhonghai grabbed Shazhu and ran toward the backyard. The crowd followed to see what was happening.
When Yi Zhonghai reached the deaf old lady's side, he found that she really had fainted, and there were bloodstains on the floor by her bed. "Shazhu! Hurry! Carry the old lady to the hospital!"
Shazhu forced a smile and said, "Godfather, my leg..."
It was only then that Yi Zhonghai remembered Shazhu's leg was still not fully healed. If Shazhu's leg hadn't recovered by eighty percent, he would have definitely fallen during the run just now. Even now, Shazhu felt a dull pain in his injured leg.
Yi Zhonghai looked at Song Dayou and Xu Damao, who had rushed over to see what was happening. "You two take the old lady to the hospital!"
Xu Damao had just arrived when he heard Yi Zhonghai's voice. He cursed under his breath about his bad luck and turned around. "Oh! I just remembered; my chickens might have laid eggs! I need to hurry and collect them before some bastard steals them again!"
As soon as Xu Damao said this, those watching couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at? If anything happens to the old lady, can you take responsibility?" Yi Zhonghai snapped. "Yan Jiefang, you go with Song Dayou!"
Yan Jiefang stood still and asked, "Old Yi, how much will we get for taking the old lady to the hospital?"
"You!"
Yi Zhonghai was about to scold Yan Jiefang when Aunt Yi pulled him back. "Old Yi, it's more important to get the old lady to the hospital first!"
Realizing this, Yi Zhonghai impatiently said, "Fine! Each of you will get one yuan. Hurry up! If anything happens to her, I won’t let you off easily!"
When Yan Jiefang heard Yi Zhonghai's threat, he turned around and said, "Then forget it. If something happens to her and she blames me for it, why should I risk it for just one yuan?"
Looking at the weak old lady, Yi Zhonghai became anxious again. He thought that if he had a son, he wouldn't have to beg others for help! His expression darkened further; however, for the sake of the old lady's property, he couldn't let her die like this!
"Regardless of what happens to her, I won't blame you all. Just hurry up and take her to the hospital! I'll give each of you two yuan!"
With money promised, things became easier. Without hesitation, Song Dayou stepped in while Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiecheng took turns carrying the deaf old lady as they rushed into the hospital.
After delivering her and collecting their payment from Yi Zhonghai, the two brothers left. Now in the hospital were only Yi Zhonghai, Aunt Yi, Shazhu who had followed behind them, and those looking for the emergency room with the deaf old lady.
Yi Zhonghai wore a grim expression as he asked Aunt Yi, "What happened? How did the old lady end up vomiting blood and fainting?"
Aunt Yi lowered her head and spoke softly, "The old lady will ask me how Zhuzi got caught stealing chickens when she returns. I had no choice but to tell her!"
Upon hearing that Zhuzi had taken the blame for Bang Geng and tarnished his reputation, the old lady became so furious that she spat blood and fainted.
Yi Zhonghai, furious, pointed at Aunt Yi and said, "Are you out of your mind? You know the old lady's health is poor, yet you still told her this! I even specifically instructed everyone in the courtyard not to say anything foolish in front of her!"
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