"What was the point of raising this daughter? What was the point?!" Zhang Pingcui lamented from her chair, her body suddenly growing weak and powerless. All at once, darkness enveloped her vision, and she slumped sideways uncontrollably.
"Darling!"
"Mom!"
"Auntie!"
The three of them rushed forward and helped the fallen Zhang Pingcui up.
"Mom, please don't scare me!" Li Qiaoqiao cried, her sobs growing even more intense.
"Darling! Darling!"
Li Yuanguang called out frantically, his fingers pressing hard on Zhang Pingcui's philtrum in an attempt to rouse her.
"Don't cry, Qiao Qiao. I'll go find Grandpa Zhao right now! I'll get the car, and then we'll take Auntie to the hospital!" Li Hao said, his eyes filled with determination.
He leaped up from his chair and dashed out the door like a cheetah.
Before long, he found the old doctor deep in the village. To his surprise, although the old doctor was nearly seventy, his stride was still steady and strong.
