Chapter 1917
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"Once you get the medicine, quickly boil it and eat it. Your daughter's injury can't be delayed," Doctor Sun instructed.
"Mm, okay!" Huo Chunhua hurriedly responded.
Before Doctor Sun left, Huo Chunhua asked, "Doctor Sun, you haven't told me why my little girl Hui 'er suddenly became like this?
She didn't bump into anything, didn't she? Why did she suddenly have a miscarriage? "
Speaking of this, Doctor Sun was silent for a moment before he finally said, "I'm not particularly sure, but in my opinion, she must have eaten something that she shouldn't have eaten, which caused the miscarriage!"
Huo Chunhua's brows knitted together again, and her expression was very solemn.
"Something that she shouldn't have eaten?"
Doctor Sun nodded, "Sometimes, eating something that she shouldn't have eaten can easily lead to a miscarriage. It's not suitable for pregnant women."
Huo Chunhua thought about what Zhao Xinhui had eaten today.
He had porridge and eggs in the morning, and he usually ate them, so there shouldn't be any problems.
If there was a problem, then it could only be the old turtle soup that was given to Zhao Xinhui later.
Otherwise, she really couldn't think of what Zhao Xinhui had eaten.
"Then it must be that bowl of soup …" Huo Chunhua's lips trembled as she muttered.
"Mother, you … it's all your fault!" Zhao Xinhui clutched his stomach and looked at Huo Chunhua hatefully.
"I was fine, but you insisted on making me a bowl of soup to drink. Now, are you satisfied? My good child is gone because of you! "
Huo Chunhua had an innocent expression on her face as she hurriedly waved her hand and explained, "Hui 'er, Mother didn't know that there was something wrong with the soup. It can't be given to pregnant women, otherwise, Mother would never have made it for you."
Zhao Xinhui's chest was stuffed with anger, "Mother, what's the use of saying this now? The child is gone, so there's no point in talking about this anymore. "
Huo Chunhua sighed heavily. She was afraid that Zhao Xinhui would get angry and hurt her body, so she hurriedly comforted Zhao Xinhui. "Alright, Zhao Xinhui, rest well. Your body needs to recuperate. Mother is going to find Yun'er to settle accounts. It's all because of her soup."
Zhao Xinhui's body was indeed very weak right now. He didn't have the time to argue with Huo Chunhua.
Lying on the bed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he had no choice but to endure it.
Huo Chunhua rushed out of the courtyard angrily and pushed all the blame to Zhao Yun'er.
Initially, she felt a little guilty about Zhao Xinhui's miscarriage.
She didn't feel guilty about Zhao Xinhui and Huo Chunhua. She only felt guilty about the unborn child in Zhao Xinhui's belly. After all, it was a life. An adult's actions shouldn't fall on the child's head. She should cherish the child's life.
Huo Chunhua rushed out and pointed at Zhao Yun'er's nose, scolding, "You wretched girl, did you deliberately call your aunt? Why did you cook such a pot of soup? It's clearly inedible. If a pregnant woman eats it, it's easy for her to miscarry, but you still made it!
Today, your aunt's child is gone, and it's all because of your soup. So you have to give my wife an explanation! "
Zhao Yun'er saw that Huo Chunhua was like a crazy woman, and a cold look flashed in her eyes.
Did this wretched old woman really think that she was easy to bully?
"Grandmother, how do you want me to be responsible?" Zhao Yun'er's words implied that this matter had nothing to do with her.
However, Huo Chunhua heard it as Zhao Yun'er's request for compensation.
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