HCB Chapter 1935 Li Xiangnan Loses His Temper for the First Time
Chapter 1935 Li Xiangnan Loses His Temper for the First Time
"Cuilian, Cuilian, she..."
Xu Damao slumped on the threshold, his face deathly pale, his lips trembling uncontrollably, his fingers gripping the ground tightly, and he could barely speak, “Just now… she suddenly stopped… she kept vomiting… vomiting and vomiting, she went limp… she couldn’t breathe… Dr. Li, you must save my family member… help me!”
"Wow!"
Upon hearing this, Li Xiangnan slammed the soup bowl down on the table, splashing the fragrant chicken soup all over the table.
It suddenly stopped working?
Can't even breathe properly?
This situation is rather serious!
Li Xiangnan rushed to Xu Damao, bent down, and lifted him up. "Brother Mao, explain yourself clearly. What other symptoms are there? Did you go out and come back this afternoon? Was she at home? When did it start? Besides vomiting, what other symptoms are there?"
The factory was closed today. Xu Damao took Qin Cuilian to the street to buy things this afternoon, saying that they would start preparing for the New Year this month. The couple left happily. How could this happen after only a few hours?
"She's...she's back, she's at home...she was fine just now...Cuilian said she wanted some pickled cabbage...I just put the dish on the table, she hadn't even taken two bites...when she suddenly covered her mouth and went outside...she vomited under the jujube tree...but I don't know what happened, she just kept vomiting, she couldn't stop...she even vomited yellow bile...her face was as white as paper, she was trembling all over, she couldn't even stand up straight..."
Xu Damao was incoherent and tears were streaming down his face.
Hey!
The room erupted in chaos!
"Oh my God!"
Zhu Qiuju's sewing basket fell to the ground, with needles and thread scattered everywhere. She didn't have time to pick them up and hurriedly stood up.
"Quick, Xiangnan, go check on her! I've checked on Cuilian, she's always been healthy. Has something happened? Oh dear, what's wrong..."
Grandma Tang Qingshuang also dropped the walnuts in her hand. The old lady stood up, supporting herself on the table, and quickly reminded her.
Qin Ruobai panicked and grabbed her husband's arm, her movements somewhat alarmed: "Xiang Nan, hurry, take the first-aid kit! Quickly!"
At this moment, Wang Defa and Song Ziming also suddenly stood up, their faces tense.
"Go and have a look!"
"Brother Nan, do you want to bring your gold needles? Where did you put them? I'll go get them!"
Lan Cuihua, who was behind, had already taken Li Fugui's medicine box from the dresser, and her face turned pale with fright.
"Let's go, let's go take a look first!" Li Xiangnan quickly took the bag, stepped out the door, and immediately called out, "Brother Long and Brother Hu, you two stay here and take care of the house!"
After saying that, before Zhang Long and Zhao Hu could even clasp their hands in greeting, they hurriedly came over and, together with Wang Defa and Song Ziming, pulled the almost limp Xu Damao off the ground. "Hurry up and get going, pull yourself together!"
Xu Damao finally found a savior and stopped crying. He followed Li Xiangnan, and the group rushed out of the main house of the Li family in a flurry of activity.
The commotion, the noise and crying, quickly alerted the other neighbors in the courtyard. They peeked out of their homes and, seeing Xu Damao's distraught appearance and Li Xiangnan's hurried figure, knew that something serious had happened!
"Oh no, could something have happened again?"
"What's going on? Is it the Li family or the Xu family? Who is it?"
"I just overheard someone say it was Cuilian!"
"Quickly, everyone go and lend a hand!"
Immediately someone shouted, "Come quick, everyone! Something's happened in the backyard!"
An outburst of shouts, chaotic footsteps, and surprised whispers instantly shattered the tranquility of the courtyard at night.
As Li Xiangnan drew closer to the Xu family's residence, his heart clenched with anxiety.
Qin Cuilian and Xu Damao lived across from his house in the backyard, making them his closest neighbors.
Since moving into the courtyard house, they have been his most frequent neighbors.
We see each other all the time, whether we're brushing our teeth, eating, or going to the toilet. We're the kind of people you see all the time.
Li Xiangnan lived alone in the courtyard at that time and received a lot of care from the young couple.
Qin Cuilian was a straightforward and hardworking woman who got along well with her neighbors in the courtyard, especially herself. Perhaps because she was afraid that she would miss home, she would often cook a few dishes and have Xu Damao take her out for drinks.
She's not a bad person; on the contrary, she's quite enthusiastic.
Moreover, he has always been quite physically fit, so how could he suddenly experience convulsions and vomiting?
This sudden change, could it be some kind of acute illness?
A word flashed through Li Xiangnan's mind like lightning, and he immediately felt a jolt!
Poisoning?
Recalling Cheng Kui's father, Cheng Yue, being poisoned a few days ago, Li Xiangnan broke out in a cold sweat!
Could it be that they're targeting the Li family again?
Has this affected the neighbors?
He dared not think any further, and his feet pressed harder, his steps quickening.
The Xu family's house was right in the middle of the backyard, just a few steps away from the hanging flower gate.
The door was wide open, the room was brightly lit, and there was an atmosphere of panic.
Before we even entered, we could hear suppressed, painful, and violent dry heaving coming from inside, along with the comforting voices of several middle-aged women who had rushed over earlier.
"Oh dear, what's going on here? Cuilian, bear with it! Doctor Li is coming soon!"
"Oh no, oh no, he vomited on her flowered cotton-padded jacket! What are we going to do?!"
"Good heavens, she's about to throw up her intestines! Quickly get her some water to rinse her mouth, or she might vomit herself to death!"
As soon as Li Xiangnan stepped inside, the main room was already crowded with women who had rushed over upon hearing the news.
Qin Cuilian was half-supported and half-carried by her two aunts, and slumped down on a square stool near the octagonal table. She had already slid off the stool and was now almost hunched over.
On the ground in front of her was an enamel basin, which was already half full of murky yellowish-green liquid, emitting a sour and rotten smell.
Qin Cuilian herself was deathly pale, her forehead and neck were covered in fine beads of cold sweat, her hair was stuck tightly to her cheeks, her eyes were unfocused, and her chest was heaving violently, making it impossible for her to speak.
Each breath was difficult, seemingly accompanied by an uncontrollable spasm of nausea in the throat.
She seemed to want to vomit, but all that came out was tears gushing from her eyes and nasal cavity, while her mouth only contained a mixture of dripping water and bile.
She couldn't vomit anymore!
"Sister Cuilian!"
Upon seeing this scene, Li Xiangnan's heart sank.
These symptoms look incredibly dangerous!
"Make way, everyone! Keep the ventilation going! Defa, Zimo, Zhencheng, quickly help her to bed! Dashuang, you take Gousheng and heat up the kang (heated brick bed) so she can warm up, hurry up!"
Li Xiangnan immediately took off his coat and then instructed, "Turn Sister Cuilian's head to one side, be careful not to let her choke on her vomit!"
These words were powerful and resonant, instantly quelling the panic in the room.
Wang Defa and Song Ziming immediately stepped forward and, together with several older women, carefully moved the almost exhausted Qin Cuilian onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
Qin Cuilian was limp all over, seemingly without the strength to even lift her eyelids. There were only faint gagging sounds and slight tremors in her throat, indicating that she was breathing more air than she was taking in.
Xu Damao rushed to the bedside, grabbed his wife's hand, and cried out, "Cuilian, look at me, look at me! It's me, Damao! Please don't die, you're all I have left! Please, you must hold on! Cuilian, don't leave me, Cuilian..."
He cried and screamed, tears streaming down his face. When he was so emotional, he didn't hesitate to slap himself across the face.
"Cuilian, I'm so sorry, I'm not human, I even argued with you, I'm so sorry, so sorry, look, I'm hitting myself, please don't die, please—"
Clap clap clap!
A violent, earth-shattering slap came from Xu Damao's fingertips, silencing everyone in the noisy room instantly, their hearts pounding with each of his cries.
After washing his hands, Li Xiangnan witnessed this scene and a sudden pang of sorrow welled up in his heart.
He was a tender person, and what he couldn't bear most was the pain of separation and death.
But he also knew that this was not the time to be sad. He should not have any emotions that would interfere with the rescue, nor should he let others have them. Otherwise, if the rescue was interrupted, it would be a real sin!
"Shut up! If you want her dead, keep howling!"
So he could only roar with a deafening roar, like thunder, drowning out Xu Damao's cries, causing everyone present to shudder involuntarily.
People had never seen Li Xiangnan lose his temper, not even once.
But this time, there was an exception!
What does this mean?
People looked at each other, then one by one, their scalps tingling as they stared at Qin Cuilian on the bed…