Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 446: That’s Just the Kind of Good Person I Am

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: That’s Just the Kind of Good Person I Am

When they arrived at the hospital, it was already past eight in the evening.

Yang Qing groaned painfully as he got off the car, "My waist, it’s about to break."

Madam Lei and the others also looked quite unwell.

Wen Shi saw this and asked Yi Chichi with concern, "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Everyone knew that Xiao Lin drove pretty wildly.

To be honest, the brothers in the car class were all wild drivers. They were incredibly stable when transporting goods, but when transporting people, they seemed to just let loose.

It’s your own problem if you get thrown around, not their lack of skill.

They were used to it.

But it was the first time the sisters-in-law and his wife were sitting in the car, and the after-effects seemed a bit serious.

Yi Chichi shook her head, "I’m fine."

She had a good sense of balance and a stable lower body, no discomfort anywhere.

Wen Shi, somewhat relieved, saw how weak the sisters-in-law looked, and proposed, "How about taking a rest first?"

As soon as he said this, their faces turned spirited as if filled with chicken blood, "Seeing Mr. He is more important."

What a joke, they came with tasks given by their husbands to visit the injured.

Compared to Mr. He’s injury, their discomfort was really nothing.

Wen Shi, "..."

Very well, these were a bunch of stubborn women comrades.

"Are you sure? Don’t end up feeling nauseous once inside the hospital."

"We won’t, we’re not that fragile."

After all, they had also taken ferries and boats, and although the ride today was bumpy, the unreal feeling dissipated once they stood firmly on the ground.

They were totally fine now.

Wen Shi noticed that their complexion had indeed improved and led the men to the hospital first.

Yi Chichi and the others quickly followed. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

At this moment—

"Doctor, doctor, help!"

A despairing shout suddenly came from the entrance. Yi Chichi and the others who had just entered the main door turned their heads in unison to look.

The on-call doctor and nurses were startled by the shout and rushed out.

"What’s going on?"

"My wife’s water broke!"

A man wearing glasses was holding a heavily pregnant woman, with veins popping on his arms and forehead, and his head was covered in sweat.

He looked like he was struggling to hold her, but he clearly reported the situation of his wife, waiting for the doctors and nurses to come over with a stretcher to take her. Then he sat heavily on the ground, panting heavily.

"The family member, please follow!"

Zhang Xin came out of a corner with a big belly, apparently having seen the situation develop. Seeing the doctors and nurses pushing the stretcher away while the man sat on the floor, she hurried forward to urge him.

"Oh, oh, oh."

The man responded but his legs were trembling. Wen Shi couldn’t bear to see it and took two steps forward, lifting him, "Can’t walk?"

"I ran here holding her from the school,"

The man panted a reply, which made Old Zhang’s eyes widen, "The school from Xinzhuang Production Team?"

"Yes."

He responded, and Wen Shi was quietly impressed.

Several kilometers of road, this studious-looking guy actually carried someone at least weighing a hundred jin all the way to the hospital.

A true man.

No wonder his legs were jelly and he couldn’t walk.

Typical case of over-exertion, relaxing once they felt safe.

"Shall I help you over?"

"Thank you, brother, please help me a few steps."

He really couldn’t walk anymore. The man didn’t mind being laughed at, and said with a bitter smile, "Before today I had never run like this."

Especially not with a load.

Wen Shi understood and led him to catch up with the man’s wife.

Yi Chichi and the others weren’t focused on the two of them, but instead surrounded Zhang Xin to inquire about He Yunsong’s situation.

Zhang Xin, "....You’d better see for yourself."

She pinched her brow, looking really helpless.

Everyone, "!!!"

Something seemed off about her.

Exchanging glances, the group followed Zhang Xin to He Yunsong’s ward.

Before they even reached the door, they heard He Yunsong’s voice.

"I say, old comrade, whose good man plays chess like you, regretting every step they take?"

He sounded quite angry.

"I am this kind of good man. If you are not satisfied, hold back, or do you dare to hit me."

An old yet full-of-vitality voice retorted firmly.

With a hint of provocation.

Yi Chichi and the others raised their eyebrows, wondering if Old He would stick to his argument.

Turns out they were overthinking. Not only did Old He not stick to his guns, but he also said timidly, "Alright, old comrade, please continue your regret moves, I’ll wait for you."

Everyone, "..."

This development was totally unexpected.

They all simultaneously turned to Zhang Xin, questioning with their eyes: What’s going on here?

Would it be a disturbance to go in now with these two inside?

Zhang Xin’s mouth twitched slightly upon receiving their looks, knocking on the door, "Comrades, it’s rather late now. According to your schedule, you should be asleep rather than engaging in verbal disputes over regretted chess moves."

"Who says we’re disputing, oh..."

The unfinished words stopped abruptly as they saw Yi Chichi and the others enter the room one after another. He Yunsong wondered, "Why are you all here?"

The elder playing chess with him had sharp, clear eyes, scrutinizing them like a searchlight before lowering them again.

"To see how you’re doing!"

Yi Chichi put down the items by the bedside, observing his slightly pale face, "Old Wen was almost scared to death by you!"

Just as Wen Shi, who had escorted someone to the maternity ward, sneezed loudly, the man with glasses he had helped was about to express thanks when he noticed, "Brother, you alright?!"

"I’m fine, brother, you wait here, I’ll go now."

He still needed to check on Old He.

Not knowing how Old He was now.

"Brother, leave your name and address, I want to thank you!"

"No need."

Wen Shi waved behind his back and walked away.

Meanwhile, He Yunsong was overwhelmed with the crowd’s ’concern’.

"Old Zhang, I beg you all to stop. I promise, next time..."

"You still want a next time?"

His direct superior, Yu Zaiqiu, turned red with anger, glaring with puffed cheeks, fists clenched, looking like he could hit someone.

He Yunsong shrunk his neck in fear, pitifully defending himself, "It wasn’t on purpose. I didn’t expect just coming to check on my wife at her shift would lead to encountering two fighting gangs."

The old man on the neighboring bed narrowed his eyes, queried, "Two fighting gangs?"

"Yes!"

He Yunsong nodded, succinctly recounting the incident, then complained, "I didn’t expect them to be so reckless as to really draw knives."

At this, he asked, "Have you found out what’s going on?"

Yi Chichi, "???"

So this guy didn’t know why the two gangs were fighting after all.

She glanced at Yu Zaiqiu, thinking Old Yu might not tell him.

The crux was the details inside were not suitable to be discussed in a crowded setting.

As expected, Yu Zaiqiu shared her thoughts.

He said, "Don’t worry about that, there are specialists handling it, your task is to recover well and return to the team as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir, I’ll definitely recover well and return to the team soon!"

"Old He can already be discharged?"

Arriving late, Wen Shi focused on the word ’return’, ignoring the previous conversation.