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"Doctor, please, you must cure my mother!"

Huo Laoda held Hu Guo tightly and pleaded.

"I...I tried my best!"

Hu Guo agreed, but he wasn't very confident. After all, the old lady of the Huo family was quite old, and she had fallen down such a high staircase; the situation was critical.

Old Madam Huo had a large hole in her head, and blood was flowing down her cheeks, which she couldn't stop.

After treating Madam Huo's wounds, Hu Guo examined them carefully again, and finally sighed and said:

"The old lady is already quite old and her bones are fragile. She broke quite a few bones from the fall. She is not in danger of dying, but I'm afraid she will have a hard time standing up again."

"What...what does this mean?"

Huo Chong anxiously pressed for an answer, "What do you mean by 'it's hard to get up'?"

Hu Guo spoke truthfully: "He will be completely paralyzed and will be bedridden from now on. You two brothers need to be mentally prepared."

Huo Chong quickly shook his head, finding it hard to believe, and said, "No...it's impossible. My mother was just fine. It must be your medical skills that are lacking. I'm going to find Madam Lu. She must have a solution."

After saying that, Huo Chong rushed out in a hurry.

Song Qingqian went out as soon as she heard the noise, and raised her eyebrows with interest when she saw Song Qianchou lying unconscious downstairs.

Song Qianchou was desperate and had gone mad with greed. The Huo family had two sons, yet he didn't even consider his own limitations; he was practically courting death.

But then again, Song Qianchou has been lying here for several minutes now. Haven't the Song family heard anything? Why hasn't anyone come to help?

"Song Qianchou, Song Qianchou, this is your karma! You deserve it!"

Just as Song Qingqian finished complaining, Huo Chong rushed over anxiously. When he saw Song Qingqian looking at Song Qianchou, his heart skipped a beat.

"Mrs. Lu, I can explain this!"

"No need to explain, I have nothing to do with him!"

Song Qingqian smiled faintly and spoke coldly.

"it is good."

Huo Chong felt much relieved and quickly pleaded, "Young Madam Lu, my mother's condition is very bad. Doctor Hu said she may never be able to get out of bed again. You are a skilled doctor, so please go and take a look. We will pay whatever it takes!"

Song Qingqian nodded and followed him to the room. Inside, Huo Shi was holding the two children and guarding them tightly by the bedside, her eyes swollen from crying.

Beside her was the eldest son of the Huo family. When he saw Song Qingqian come in, he quickly patted Huo Shi and asked her to make room for Song Qingqian to sit down.

After a quick examination, Song Qingqian explained, "Lord Hu is right. The old lady is quite old. She can be treated, but the effect will be far less than that of a young person."

"I can prescribe some medicine to relieve her pain and help her recover, but whether she can stand up again depends on herself. I'm not sure. To put it bluntly, it depends on the old lady's absorption and willpower."

Is there really no other way?

The eldest son of the Huo family anxiously pressed, "Even with such a severe leg injury, the War God General was able to stand up quickly, but my mother... my mother..."

Song Qingqian sighed: "I understand how you feel. Lu Jingchuan's condition was indeed very serious at the time, but he has good physical fitness, has trained for many years, and has an exceptionally strong will, which is why he was able to make rapid progress."

"You all know about the old lady's condition without me having to explain it. If she can really overcome the pain, there is hope that she can stand up. Of course, this requires you two brothers to cooperate well with her and help her exercise more."

"Okay, thank you..."

Old Madam Huo spoke gratefully, firmly believing that his mother could definitely do it.

"Young Madam, how much...how much silver?"

Huo Chong spoke hesitantly.

Song Qingqian smiled and explained, "No need for money, consider it payment for your help last time."

"We were really fortunate to have your help last time, otherwise we would have been overwhelmed. Don't worry, once the old lady's bones have healed, she will be able to get out of bed and exercise. However, exercise is a challenge, especially for an elderly person."

"Okay, we understand! Thank you, Mrs. Lu."

Song Qingqian glanced at the group, hesitated for a moment, and then calmly said, "Madam, this matter is Song Qianchou's fault. You can settle your scores and grievances. You don't need to worry about me. I have nothing to do with them anymore. Logically speaking, you can ask the Song family for an explanation."

"Yes!"

Huo Chong nodded.

Song Qingqian said calmly, "Then come with me to get the medicine. I have some things to tell you about!"

A moment later, Huo Chong left with the medicine. He looked down and saw that someone from the Song family had finally come to rescue Song Qianchou, so he quickly went downstairs.

"You must give me an explanation for what happened to my mother, or you'll be sorry."

Song Hansheng scoffed and said, "If you want to tell us to find him, then go ahead and take him with you. We don't want this half-dead guy."

Huo Chong was stunned, and the words stuck in his throat almost broke his composure.

"Song Hansheng, he's your father, how can you say such a thing?"

Song Hansheng said indifferently, "He is my father, that's true, but he is also a complete good-for-nothing. Our whole family was exiled with him and we were almost starving to death. Where would we get the money to compensate you? Since he caused the trouble, you can go find him."

"Song Hansheng, you are utterly shameless!"

After finishing his rant, Huo Chong went up and punched Song Hansheng.

"Hey, why are you hitting me? Is there no law anymore?"

Madam Song tried to pull Huo Chong away in her haste, but he threw her off and she fell to the ground.

"Wei Lan, quick... quickly find the soldiers, your brother is about to be beaten to death."

“Wei Lan, your brother is the pillar of our Song family. We can’t afford to have any mistakes.”

Song Weilan sighed speechlessly, and was about to go upstairs when she saw Song Qingqian and Lu Xieyue standing at the bottom of the stairs watching the commotion.

"Third sister-in-law, their family is really bizarre. It's a good thing you married into the family. If it were Song Weilan, I would be disgusted to death!"

"You find the talented women of the capital disgusting? That famous poem of hers was plagiarized from someone else. She was afraid people would find out, so she revised it again and again. And guess what happened?"

Song Qingqian smiled wickedly and said sarcastically, "She changed it to Ox-Head and Horse-Face, but in the end, she still spent two hundred taels of silver to shut the woman who wrote that poem up!"

Lu Xieyue suddenly realized: "No wonder, it really is a hen with peacock feathers stuck on it pretending to be a phoenix. It's nothing at all!"

"Lu Xieyue, you...you little slut, how dare you insult me? What kind of good stuff are you?"

Song Weilan raised her hand to hit Lu Xieyue, but Song Qingqian slapped her across the face.

"Song Weilan, Lu Xieyue is under my protection. You dare to lay a hand on her!"

Song Qingqian raised her eyebrows arrogantly and looked at her with disdain. If Song Weilan dared to fight back, she would kick her down the stairs.

"Song Qingqian, wait a minute!"

Song Weilan gritted her teeth and spoke, then bypassed the two and went to Sun Wuyin's room.

Song Qingqian scoffed coldly: "A fox borrowing the tiger's might!"

"Third Sister-in-law, you're amazing! You're my role model!"

Lu Xieyue happily hugged Song Qingqian's arm, extremely excited.

Lu Jingchuan shook his head helplessly as he looked at the two swaggering figures. He was really worried that Lu Xieyue would develop in the same direction as Song Qingqian, and what would happen then?