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Aunt Feng and her group rushed towards Huang Cuihua's residence

Huang Cuihua did not build a house and still lives in a rented house in the village

"Huang Cuihua, open the door for me!" Aunt Feng and Mrs. Wang slammed the door.

"What are you doing? You suddenly come to smash my door. Will you compensate me for the damage?" Huang Cuihua opened the door and yelled at Aunt Feng.

"Huang Cuihua, you said you would collect our bamboo shoots for a long time. Now that the bamboo shoots have been brought back, what do you think?" Aunt Feng did not hesitate to ask directly.

"When did I say I would buy your bamboo shoots for a long time? How come I didn't know?" Huang Cuihua put her hands on her hips, looking pleased.

"That's not what you said when you collected our bamboo shoots a few days ago. Why don't you acknowledge it now?" Aunt Feng said anxiously.

"That was a few days ago. Didn't I buy it a few days ago? Now HSBC Restaurant doesn't want it anymore. I can't pay for it myself." Huang Cuihua was a little impatient: "Then the Chen family is buying it, right? Why don't you sell it to them?"

"We've been there. If it weren't for you, the Chen family would not have refused to accept us. You must give us an explanation today." Mrs. Wang stomped her feet in anger.

Huang Cuihua ignored them and said, "I can't do anything about it. I just won't accept it. Either you figure it out on your own, or you go and blame the Chen family. In short, don't bother me." After saying that, she was about to close the door.

Aunt Feng and Mrs. Wang quickly blocked the door, "Don't even think about closing the door! You have to collect the bamboo shoots for me today!"

"I've already said I won't take it, let me go." Huang Cuihua pushed against the door, trying to close it, but it wasn't that easy.

Huang Cuihua was alone and could not resist Aunt Feng and the others. Aunt Feng and the others pushed open the gate of Huang Cuihua's yard.

Huang Cuihua was pushed to the ground with such force that she couldn't get up for a long time, and she kept crying out "ouch, ouch!"

When Mrs. Wang saw Huang Cuihua fall to the ground, she laughed sarcastically and said, "I'm telling you, don't blackmail us. It was just a push. Is it really that you can't get up?" They knew how strong they were. They didn't use much strength at all.

But Huang Cuihua, lying on the ground, had a pale face, beads of sweat on her forehead, her left hand on the ground, her right hand covering her stomach, looking extremely painful.

"Is she really in trouble?" The others looked at Huang Cuihua and said with some concern.

"She must be pretending, just because she doesn't want to collect our bamboo shoots." Aunt Feng stepped forward, grabbed Huang Cuihua's arm and tried to pull her up: "Get up, why are you pretending?"

"Ah, blood, she's bleeding." Huang Cuihua was pulled sideways, revealing her clothes, with blood stains on the hem.

"What? Bleeding?" Aunt Feng was frightened and immediately let go of her hand. She looked at Huang Cuihua's lower body and saw large patches of blood.

"Oh no, is this a miscarriage? Go find a doctor quickly!" Aunt Feng had also given birth to a child, so she knew Huang Cuihua's condition at a glance and hurriedly asked someone to find a doctor.

"I'll be there right away." The people accompanying him ran out immediately.

"What should I do?" Mrs. Wang was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. She wanted to go find a doctor, but she also wanted to help here.

"What can we do? Help!" Aunt Feng yelled, grabbed Huang Cuihua's hand and put her steadily on the ground.

At this time, she didn't dare to move Huang Cuihua casually, so she could only help her keep stable.

"My stomach hurts so much." Huang Cuihua was sweating from the pain and tightly grasped Aunt Feng's hand.

"It's okay, it'll be okay. You said you were pregnant, why didn't you tell me?" Aunt Feng's tone was a little anxious, and she kept muttering, "I was just too angry, why didn't you hide away?"

"The doctor is coming, the doctor is coming." The old lady who had run to call for the doctor came in, followed closely by Doctor Ye. As soon as he saw Huang Cuihua lying on the ground, he did not delay and started to feel her pulse.

When Aunt Feng and her friends came, there was already a lot of noise. Plus, they saw someone rushing to call for a doctor. The villagers slowly came over to see the excitement.

Seeing the blood under Huang Cuihua's body, everyone present knew what had happened.

"Doctor Ye, how is it?" Aunt Feng saw Doctor Ye's brows getting tighter and tighter, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Doctor Ye shook his head: "This baby is still young and unstable, and now she has fallen. I'm afraid she can't be saved."

"What should we do?" Aunt Feng slumped on the ground, her face pale. "We didn't use much strength, just a gentle push, how could he fall so badly?"

Doctor Ye looked at the large amount of blood under Huang Cuihua's body, and understood what was going on. He couldn't help but sigh: "This child can't be saved. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take good care of yourself. Don't be too sad, you are still young."

Aunt Feng looked guilty. She had never expected things to turn out like this: "Big sister, take good care of the child. I am sorry for what happened to you. I admit it. Don't worry, I..."

Before Aunt Feng could finish her words, she was pulled away. She was squatting on the ground, and because of this pull, she fell directly to the ground. Aunt Feng steadied herself and was about to see who pushed her when she saw a person who was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar.

"Doctor, how is it? How is the child?" Feng Quan squatted beside Huang Cuihua and asked Doctor Ye anxiously, not noticing the strange looks of the people around him.

The onlookers looked strange. They looked at Feng Quan, then at Aunt Feng and Huang Cuihua, and exchanged a knowing look with the other people watching the excitement nearby, then continued to watch the excitement.

"The child is gone." Doctor Ye's face looked a little strange.

"Gone? How could it be gone? Doctor, please take another good look. You must save this child." Feng Quan pulled Doctor Ye's sleeve.

"Feng Quan" a shrill cry came

Feng Quan turned around and saw Aunt Feng. His mind suddenly came to his senses and his lips trembled: "Why are you here?"

Just now, he heard someone say that Huang Cuihua had a miscarriage after being pushed by someone, and he ran over without caring about anything. At that time, he only saw Huang Cuihua lying on the ground, and didn't see anyone else at all.

When Aunt Feng suddenly called out to me, I realized that my reaction just now was a little bit wrong.

"What were you doing just now?" Aunt Feng's eyes were red, and she looked back and forth at the two of them fiercely: "I asked you what you were doing just now?"

"I...I...I just came to take a look." Feng Quan hesitated, his eyes a little evasive, not daring to look at Aunt Feng's expression

Aunt Feng was no fool. The people present were all adults, and they could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Feng Quan: "Come and take a look? Come and take a look, are you so concerned about my belly that you want to grab my hand ... concerned about my belly that much?"

"Brother Feng, my stomach hurts so much!" Huang Cuihua cried weakly, with tears in her eyes, looking at Feng Quan aggrievedly.

Hearing Huang Cuihua's cry, Feng Quan subconsciously took a small step towards Huang Cuihua, but he didn't dare to go closer.

The eyes of the onlookers lit up, and they carefully moved a few steps towards the yard.

"Feng Quan, you bastard, is this how you treat me?" Aunt Feng shouted at the top of her lungs, rushed over and scratched Feng Quan's face.

Feng Quan covered his face with his hands and did not fight back, just dodging to the side.