Chapter 110

It turns out that Rongxiu is also afraid, but this fear has lagged behind. Su Chengxi hugs Rongxiu tightly to make her feel at ease.

Just at this moment, there was a sad cry in the room, as if Xiangying was crying. Rongxiu had to hold up the paste jar first: "it's better to lower the heat for Xiaobao first."

She staggered Su Chengxi's figure and went to the back hall.

At the moment, she stopped crying when she was over her head and touched her tears What is it? "

"You go out first." Rong Xiu took a spoon, and the next treatment could not be seen by the child's mother.

Xiangying had to go out according to her words. Rongxiu gouged out a spoonful of Penicillium from the paste and fed it into Xiaobao's mouth. This was the only way she could think of now. After taking this bite, Rongxiu wiped Xiaobao's mouth.

If she had other methods, she would never use the present method. She asked yunpei to prepare wine and told Xiangying to rub Xiaobao with wine.

After all this, Rong Xiufang felt that she was really sleepy, so she had to take a nap in the room.

She didn't think about it. Before she fell asleep, she heard a sad cry. Rongxiu suddenly woke up from her dream and ran to the back hall.

I saw that yunpei Xiangying was all here, but Xiangying was crying bitterly. The baby on the bed was already livid and seemed to have no breath.

Rong embroidery a startled, rushed forward, but did not want to Xiangying all of a sudden to her to open, eyes full of resentment: "you are cruel heart."

"What do you say?" Chengdu embroidery is unknown.

At the moment Su Chengxi and they all came over, but the back hall was mostly women. Su Chengxi just stopped outside the door: "madam, what's the matter?"

"Chengxi I know You and I have a lot of past, but that's just the past. Why does your wife have such a cruel heart? " Xiangying is already full of tears. There is a deep sadness in her eyes. Even if Rongxiu has something to say, she is stuck in her throat and can't say anything.

"What happened?" Obviously, Su Chengxi also saw the little baby, and his face seemed a little wrong.

"My child!" Xiangying cried again. She staggered two steps and almost fell into Su Chengxi's arms. It was so easy to hold Xiaobao.

For a moment, everyone saw that Xiaobao had no breath.

Rong Xiu slowly stretched out her hand to test Xiao Bao's breath, but Xiangying opened her hand: "I don't want you to touch my child again, you poisonous woman! If you care about the past of Chengxi and me, then what do you mean to torture my child

Xiangying's eyes are full of blood. There are many other emotions. The strong sense of oppression makes Rongxiu step back: "what are you talking about? When did I torture your child? "

"Why do you still pretend to be deaf and dumb like that?" Xiangying suddenly drank coldly: "like you, how dare you practice medicine?"

"I want you to make it clear what I have done to make you say that about me?" Rong Xiu looks a Lin: "Xiaobao gave birth to acne. If you do this again, you will only delay his treatment."

"That's very nice of you." Xiangying's tearful eyes were hazy. She wiped her tears and put Xiaobao on the bed: "you see, you come and have a look!"

Rongxiu was not afraid. She went directly to Xiaobao. If she was only suffocating, she could still be saved. Rongxiu hovered her finger on Xiaobao's neck, and there was no pulse.

The temperature of Xiaobao has come down, but only a piece of ice is left. This lovely and chubby baby has died.

Rong Xiu suddenly realized why Xiangying had such an attitude towards herself. She thought that she had cured Xiaobao.

"Not me!" After standing for a long time, Rong Xiu came back to her mind: "Xiangying, you misunderstood me. I didn't hurt Xiaobao, I!"

The shadow of the candle swayed, and the gloom on Xiangying's face spread a little bit. However, it was the deep guilt that sealed all the words of Rongxiu in her heart. Xiaobao died of suffocation, that is to say, it is likely that the paste blocked Xiaobao's trachea, which has a great relationship with himself.

Looking at the faces in the room, Rong Xiu suddenly felt some fear. From these faces, she saw some doubts. Even though everyone had believed in her medical skills, now Xiaobao has indeed died.

For a long time, or Su Chengxi sighed: "Xiaobao got acne, maybe this is life."

This seemed to be defending herself, but Rong Xiu's heart was suddenly cold. Somehow, she always felt a faint suspicion in Su Chengxi's eyes.

There was no one to speak. There was a dead silence in the room, or Tongbo said first: "the child has gone. If it is Rongxiu who wants to torture a little doll, there is no need to use this method. She just can't cure it. Xiangying, you say that Rongxiu has harmed your child, which is unreasonable."But Tong Bo can't say anything more. Xiangying is a child after all. It's cruel to say more at the moment.

"I know I know! " Xiangying's spirit seemed to have been taken away by the baby. She stood up in a daze, picked up the baby, and stumbled out of the back hall and the pub. She didn't know where to go.

Rong Xiu sat down beside the bed. It seemed that she was still sick, but she didn't care. She watched a fresh life and lost it like this. This kind of taste is really hard. "I've tried my best to do it."

Tong Bo arrived at Su Chengxi: "Chengxi, do you think so?"

"Lady, take a rest." Su Chengxi suddenly turned his head and left the back hall.

As expected, he was still suspicious. Rong Xiu suddenly felt a kind of exhaustion from her heart. She stood beside the bed. At this moment, she suddenly found that there was something vomit on Xiao Bao's soft pillow.

Rongxiu quickly scraped it with a piece of wood. The vomit on her head seemed to be contaminated with Penicillium paste. She didn't use much of it. She vomited a lot of it. The baby has already vomited it out. How could she suffocate

I'm afraid there is something wrong with this matter. The moment that the electric light and flint flashed in Rong Xiu's head, there was no vomit on Xiaobao's face just now. Was it Xiangying that wiped it off?

Rong Xiu rushed out of the door regardless of it. At the moment when she rushed out of the door, she realized that she was defeated.