Chapter 1113

Chapter 1114

Behind the giant tree is a small courtyard, really a small courtyard, very small, even smaller than the old house that Xia Yuanqiu and Xia Yuanhao lived in Xipo Village back then.

The yard is also very small. Pushing open the gate of the fence, it took less than ten steps to reach the gate.

The boy quickly put down the bamboo basket on his back, opened the door, and shouted, "Mom, I'm back."

There was no weak answering sound from the back room as usual, and the silence was palpitating.

The boy quickly rushed into the inner room, and saw his mother fell off the bed, there were broken tiles on the floor, and her wrist was dripping with blood.

The boy threw himself on the woman and cried out to her to get up.

Xia Yuanqiu rushed forward, hugged the boy, and ordered Zhu Yan to carry the woman onto the bed.

Xia Yuanqiu said: "Your mother is not dead yet, I will treat her first, and you go to boil a pot of hot water."

She didn't need hot water, she just wanted to distract him, hoping he could do something now to distract him.

The boy wiped away his tears, and said to Xia Yuanqiu: "My mother will ask you, you must save her."

Xia Yuanqiu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, hurry up and boil the water, your mother is still waiting to use it."

The boy ran out, and she quickly took out the silver needle and pierced it into the veins around the woman's wrist to stop the blood from flowing out. After the blood clotted, she cleaned the wound and bandaged it up.

While she was doing this, the little boy kept peeping through the crack of the door outside. He knew that the elder sister was trying to persuade him to leave. The mother didn't have a baby, so how could she need hot water? He was not familiar with these two people, so he was somewhat uneasy.

Now seeing that the elder sister stopped the bleeding of the mother very quickly, and the bandage was very beautiful, he was relieved, followed the elder sister's advice, and went to boil a pot of boiling water.

After the boy boiled a pot of water, he returned to the room and saw his elder sister feeling the pulse of his mother. Her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, but she was still very beautiful, but it made him very nervous. Could it be that his mother's illness is difficult to treat?

The elder sister finally let go of the mother's wrist, and he hurriedly said, "Sister, the water is ready."

Xia Yuanqiu nodded and asked, "When did your mother get sick?"

The boy hurriedly said: "Three months ago, my mother and I went to the mountains to collect medicine. After returning, she fell ill. I saw many doctors and took many medicines, but it didn't help."

Xia Yuanqiu asked again: "What happened to you in the mountains? What did you eat?"

The boy frowned and thought about it for a while, then suddenly said: "My mother picked some fruits for me to eat, I ate a lot, and mother only ate the two left from me."

Xia Yuanqiu raised his eyebrows: "What kind of fruit?"

The boy shook his head: "I don't know. It looks like a pear, but it is smaller than a pear. It tastes very sweet and crisp. My mother said it should be a wild pear. Since it is a pear, it should be edible."

The boy said again: "I eat more than my mother, and I have nothing to do with it. It shouldn't be the pear's problem."

Xia Yuanqiu asked again: "Has your mother ever been so sick before?"

The boy shook his head: "My mother has always been in good health and has never been sick. I don't know what happened this time." As he spoke, the boy's eyes turned red again. He is only a seven or eight-year-old child, but he has to bear the burden of the whole life. One can imagine how tired he is.

Xia Yuanqiu said: "It seems that the problem still lies in the wild pear. I haven't seen anything, so it's hard to make a conclusion, but your mother's illness is indeed poisoning."

Zhu Yan asked: "Do you still remember where the wild pears grow?"