"Fugui, you said you...you have a way?"

Chunhua's eyes were filled with tears and she stared at Wang Fugui in disbelief.

Seeing Wang Fugui's calm face, Chunhua chose to believe his words for no reason.

"How sure are you...?"

"Sister-in-law, now is not the time to talk about this. Please put the child on the bed first."

"well!"

Chun Hua's steps staggered a bit.

Wang Fugui looked at Chun Hua's back, shook his head, and quickly followed.

Back room.

Chunhua looked at the livid baby on the bed, and then at the expressionless Wang Fugui.

"Fugui, what...what should we do?"

Chunhua looked anxious.

Wang Fugui said nothing, came to the bedside and touched the baby's wrist.

When Chunhua saw this, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak out.

"hiss……"

At this moment, Wang Fugui suddenly took a breath of air.

Chunhua suddenly panicked.

"Fugui, don't you dare scare me, this..."

"Sister-in-law, the child... has a cerebral hemorrhage!"

Wang Fugui's face looked very ugly.

After his diagnosis, the baby's pulse was inaudible.

If you hadn't sensed it carefully, you might have concluded that the baby in front of you was stillborn.

The situation...is not good!

"Brain...cerebral hemorrhage?"

Chunhua's body was shaking like a sieve, and her lips were trembling.

Wang Fugui knew that Chunhua could not explain this fact, and was about to get up to comfort him.

With a "plop", Chunhua fainted.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"

Wang Fugui felt a headache, and he didn't care about the baby on the bed. He rushed forward and hugged Chunhua.

A faint fragrance mixed with the smell of milk went straight to his nose, and Wang Fugui's body shook violently.

However, Wang Fugui didn't care to think so much and quickly helped Chunhua to the bed and pinched her philtrum.

After a while, Chunhua finally woke up.

"My child, my child!"

After a brief fainting, Chunhua still missed her child.

"Sister Chunhua, don't worry, I have a way to save him."

Wang Fugui's eyes were bright, which gave Chunhua great comfort.

Chunhua was stunned for a moment.

"Do you have any embroidery needles at home? I need tools!"

With that said, Wang Fugui rolled up his sleeves.

"Yes, I'll go find it for you right away!"

Chunhua stood up quickly, rummaged through the cabinets, and found needles and thread for sewing clothes from her mother Liu Xiulan's sewing basket.

"Fugui, is this okay?"

"Okay, no problem!"

He took the embroidery needle from Chunhua and asked Chunhua to make a bowl of old vinegar to disinfect it.

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate!"

Wang Fugui murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

The next moment, the silver needles flew from his hand and landed on the baby's head one by one.

Chunhua stared at Wang Fugui's hand, unable to see his movements clearly.

Within a few breaths, the baby's head was pricked like a little hedgehog.

"Wealthy, this..."

Chunhua was scared and shocked, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

Her attention remained on the baby, but she did not notice Wang Fugui's pale face.

At this time, Wang Fugui, who had finished the acupuncture, felt weak all over and his eyelids were twitching.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, sweating profusely.

I have to say that the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate really consumes the mind and body.

In just a short period of time, his originally relatively strong body was consumed to this extent.

Wang Fugui was very surprised.

However, the purpose of the Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate is to be quick. At a critical moment of life and death, you need to snatch someone from the hands of the Lord of Hell. Naturally, it is different from the usual acupuncture treatment.

"Fugui, Fugui, what's wrong with you?"

Perhaps sensing Wang Fugui's abnormality, Chunhua looked at him anxiously.

"Why are you sweating so much?"

Chunhua said, quickly picking up the towel at hand and wiping Wang Fugui's sweat.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired!"

Wang Fugui cheered up and smiled at Chunhua.

"Fugui, I..."

The first half of the sentence of "Spring Flowers" still has a crying tone.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Fugui felt a soft and warm body in his arms.

When Chunhua saw that the baby on the bed had not yet woken up, she could no longer hold back her nervousness, threw herself into Wang Fugui's arms and started to cry loudly.

"My child...if he dies, what will I do?"

Chunhua sobbed and cried while hugging Wang Fugui tightly.

Wang Fugui lowered his head and was about to comfort the crying woman in his arms.

What caught his eye was the open collar of Chunhua, a patch of white flowers that almost blinded him.

hiss……

Wang Fugui took a breath of air.

Such a scene made him, a vigorous young man in his twenties, immediately energetic.

His mouth felt dry for a while, and Wang Fugui swallowed hard.

Any words of comfort have long been forgotten.

However, Chunhua didn't seem to notice Wang Fugui's strangeness and was still crying hysterically.

Her body was trembling slightly from sobbing.

Wang Fugui could only feel the two huge balls rubbing against his body.

An evil fire surged through his body from bottom to top.

Wang Fugui felt his brain buzzing.

If this continues, it will...

"Ahem! What about that, Sister-in-law Chunhua, don't cry yet, listen to me!"

In the end, reason defeated instinct.

Wang Fugui shook Chunhua's body with a hot look on his face.

"What?"

Hearing the sound, Chunhua's cry suddenly stopped.
To be continued...