Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 162: The Person Who Loves Jiang Xingye the Most

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: The Person Who Loves Jiang Xingye the Most

Tang Jinmei compensated a total of one hundred three yuan and fifty-seven cents, and Xu Qinghuan signed the receipt after verification.

Tang Jinmei left in anger.

Jiang Daya rushed in, sweat pouring, "Fairy sister, my great-grandma... she’s not gonna make it!"

As Daya spoke, she wiped her tears and began to cry.

Xu Qinghuan hurriedly strapped on her medical kit, locked the clinic, and took Daya’s hand, "Let’s go, take me to see her!"

At Jiang’s home, Jiang Xiaoya ran to the fields to inform the adults, while the old lady Jiang had fainted on her bed, and the old man Jiang was desperately moving to the other side of the bed, calling the old lady’s maiden name.

On the way, Xu Qinghuan encountered Jiang Xingbing, who rushed over to call her, "Xu, the intellectual, my grandma... Xiao Wu isn’t here either."

Xu Qinghuan was in a hurry, ran ahead with her kit without saying a word.

The room in the backyard of the Jiang family was already crowded with people. Jiang Baohua and Zhou Guizhi were leaning over the bed, while several sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren stood silently in the room.

"Where’s Xiao Wu? Where have you taken Xiao Wu? Why hasn’t my Xiao Wu come to see me?" The old lady seemed to be on her deathbed, yet her words were clear.

Her eyes were dull but persistent, her head tilted, looking at the door with hopeful eyes that made one want to cry.

She and the old man were the ones who cherished Jiang Xingye the most; if they were gone, no one would love Jiang Xingye like they did.

"Dad, Xu the intellectual is here, let her take a look!" Jiang Xingbing said.

It was too late to find Jiang Xingye; no one knew where he’d gone. If the old lady passed away, who knew how he’d go mad when he returned.

If they could keep the old lady here a little longer, so he could see her one last time, that would be best.

"Captain, let me have a look!"

"What can you see?" He Yuzhen muttered, "Can you bring her back to life?"

Zhou Guizhi resisted the urge to slap her dead and stepped aside.

Xu Qinghuan didn’t pay any attention to her. She first checked the old lady’s pulse, feeling it faint, her breath weak, in a state of exhaustion; she hurriedly slipped a homemade Life-saving Pill into the old lady’s mouth. After a while, her breathing calmed down and became smooth.

Seeing this, everyone sighed in relief.

Jiang Baohua felt fortunate that the barefoot doctor had been replaced by Xu Qinghuan; otherwise, the old lady would have probably passed away by now.

"Qinghuan, your grandmother..." Zhou Guizhi worriedly shed tears.

Xu Qinghuan comforted, "Auntie, don’t worry, for now, she won’t be in trouble."

She called for a bowl, took out a Qi Blood Pill from her spatial compartment, scraped off a little powder, mixed it with water from her flask, and fed it to the old lady with a spoon.

"I say, Xu the intellectual, what did you feed the old lady? Just scraping off a little, what use could it be?" He Yuzhen said sarcastically.

"We’re all one family, is it necessary to be so stingy?"

He Yuzhen was still holding a grudge over Xu Qinghuan not letting her take the steamed buns yesterday.

"Shut up!" Jiang Xingyong reprimanded in a low voice.

After drinking, the old lady slowly woke up. With clear consciousness, she forgot all about wanting to see Jiang Xingye earlier.

Seeing Xu Qinghuan, her eyes lit up, "It’s Huanhuan!"

"Grandma, it’s me!" Xu Qinghuan quickly took her hand, and seized the chance to check her pulse again, seeing it return to normal, finally relaxed.

Having endured countless hardships, the old lady’s eyes remained gentle, seeing everyone here, she felt at ease.

She gently held Xu Qinghuan’s hand,

"Don’t be afraid, I’ve lived this long. Even if I’m gone, it would be a celebratory funeral. Seeing you and Xiao Ye well, even if your grandpa and I leave now, there’d be no regrets."

Xu Qinghuan felt a warmth in her eyes, "Grandma, I’ve only just met you and grandpa, you haven’t loved me enough yet, how can you talk about leaving? You’ve loved Aye for so many years, you must love me for just as many."

The old lady now felt her chest unusually free, the pain lessened greatly, a glimmer in her eyes,

She smiled, "Good, good, grandma will try to live a few more years, wait until you and Xiao Ye get married, have some kids, and then your grandpa and I will leave."

Xu Qinghuan pressed her lips, holding back tears with a hint of shyness, softly "mm’d," and everyone else felt relief in their hearts.

The old lady then asked again, "Where’s Xiao Wu? Why isn’t he here? Is he still working alone at the field edge?"

Jiang Baohua didn’t know where Jiang Xingye had gone, he was about to come up with an excuse.

He Yuzhen said, "Xu the intellectual, Xiao Wu did not show up for work early today nor did he ask for leave from the brigade. Where on earth has he gone?"

The old man and old lady suddenly worried, the old man coughed violently, pointing outside, "You, you all, go find Xiao Wu, bring him back."

The old lady started to cry, "My Xiao Wu, my poor Xiao Wu, he hasn’t run into trouble again, has he?"

Xu Qinghuan hurriedly said, "Grandpa, Grandma, Aye went to the county for business, he’ll be back soon. He’s alright, no trouble."

Zhou Guizhi urgently said, "Qinghuan, do you know what Xiao Wu went to do?"

Xu Qinghuan nodded, "I know, he told me that he’d be busy in the county for the next few days. By tomorrow night it will be done, he’ll be back."

Not knowing if he’d manage to get the harvester, Xu Qinghuan didn’t specify.

Only then did the elders rest easy, the old lady holding Xu Qinghuan’s hand, "Good child, Xiao Wu is a dutiful child, just a bit fiery tempered. He went through a lot in the past but deep down he’s good. If he ever does wrong, speak to him kindly, he will listen to you."

Xu Qinghuan nodded, "Grandma, I know, he’s very good, he really is, whatever I say, he’ll listen."

"That’s good, that’s good!"

Xu Qinghuan checked the old man’s pulse and handed him a box of black pills, "Grandpa, there are five pills in total, take one a day, and after finishing this course, I’ll adjust according to your recovery."

The old man’s condition was similar to Li Shouzhi’s, only his body was more deficient, with more hidden injuries.

The old man took one immediately, feeling a surge of warmth coursing through, his spirits lifted, even his severely injured leg that had been numb for years had a faint tingling.

He carefully tucked the remaining pills under his pillow.

Jiang Baohua knew then the pills had an effect on the old man, as he’d refused any medical help for years.

The family emerged from the room, He Yuzhen asked, "Xu the intellectual, what exactly did Xiao Wu go to the county for, did you send him? Aren’t you aware of the urgency in harvesting, if something goes wrong during harvest, won’t others blame Xiao Wu for it?"

If things went wrong, the father-in-law would surely protect Xiao Wu, maybe he wouldn’t remain as captain.

A spark flickered in Xu Qinghuan’s mind, she remembered, the book mentioned this year’s harvest was interrupted midway by torrential rains lasting two days and nights, ruining the unharvested crops, reducing yields. Jiang Xingye was criticized as an example for not actively joining the harvest.