Chapter 1915
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Huo Chunhua thought that her pair of short legs would definitely not be able to outrun Zhao Wentao, so it was better to let Zhao Wentao run over and call Doctor Sun over. He would definitely be faster than her.
So Huo Chunhua ran in front of Zhao Wentao, grabbed Zhao Wentao's collar, and said to Zhao Wentao, "Fourth Brother, hurry up and go to Doctor Sun's house and call Doctor Sun over!"
Zhao Wentao frowned and asked, "Mother, what's the matter? What happened again? Why do I have to call Doctor Sun over? "
Huo Chunhua replied with a worried face, "It's your little sister. Your little sister seems to be having a miscarriage. She's bleeding down there now. I have to call Doctor Sun over quickly. Otherwise, I'm afraid that she won't be able to keep the child in her belly."
After listening to Huo Chunhua's words, a touch of worry suddenly appeared on Zhao Wentao's face. However, he calmed down and comforted Huo Chunhua, "Mother, don't worry. I'll go and call Doctor Sun over …"
"Go quickly. Don't waste a moment!" Huo Chunhua urged.
"Okay, Mother!"
Zhao Wentao immediately turned around and rushed out of the courtyard, while Huo Chunhua continued to stomp her feet anxiously.
Huo Chunhua clasped her hands together and murmured to the sky, "May the Heavens protect us. Please don't let anything happen to our Hui 'er. You must bless our Hui' er to be safe and sound. It's best that nothing happens to the baby in her belly!"
Zhao Yun 'er, who was standing at the side, was very curious. Zhao Xinhui actually had a miscarriage. It was simply unexpected.
After thinking about it, Zhao Yun 'er suddenly widened her eyes and realized something.
Although Old Turtle Soup was a nourishing thing, it was only for normal people. It was indeed not suitable for some groups of people.
It was not suitable for people with indigestion or pregnant women with weak spleen and stomach.
If a pregnant woman ate it, it could cause a miscarriage.
It just so happened that Zhao Xinhui was pregnant this time. Huo Chunhua must have brought back the Old Turtle Soup and fed it to Zhao Xinhui. That was why Zhao Xinhui lost a lot of blood and had to have a miscarriage.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun'er trembled with fear.
He had been too careless.
Fortunately, it was Huo Chunhua who took away the Old Turtle Soup, and not a single drop was left.
Otherwise, she would definitely let Liang Jinqiao drink it. Once Liang Jinqiao drank it, would she have a miscarriage like Zhao Xinhui?
Perhaps the Heavens had purposely arranged for Huo Chunhua to go over and help his mother avoid a calamity.
Originally, Zhao Yun'er was still distressed about the bowl of Old Turtle Soup. Now, he only felt that he had thrown a hot potato to someone else. Otherwise, the consequences of drinking the Old Turtle Soup would be unimaginable.
Since that was the case, he would no longer pursue Huo Chunhua on this matter.
After hearing Huo Chunhua's cries, the rest of Old Zhao's family ran out of the house and asked about the situation.
Feng Zhangxia comforted, "Mother, don't worry too much. Little Sister will definitely be blessed by the Heavens. Nothing will happen to her!"
Huo Chunhua did not think that anything would happen, but it was obviously impossible.
She was anxious and kept muttering in her heart, 'It's over.'
Qian Zhonghu could not help but sigh and said with some sympathy, "Little Sister has been so pitiful recently. So many things happened one after another, and now she might have a miscarriage. I don't know what to do."
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