1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

When everyone saw Qin Huairu opening the door, she was so frightened that her face turned pale and she was trembling.

Anticipating that Jia Dongxu in the house was in a bad situation, he rushed into the inner room.

However, the condition of Jia Dongxu on the kang at this moment was really worrying.

His face was pale, his lips were blue, he was having difficulty breathing, his body was hunched over, and his breath was so weak that it seemed like he would disappear at any moment.

Fortunately, Qin Huairu did not forget to cover him with a quilt.

Otherwise, the scene that the neighbors saw when they rushed in would be shocking to their eyes.

The situation was urgent at the time and no one had time to think about anything else. They tried to ask about Jia Dongxu's situation.

"What happened to Dongxu? He looks scary!"

"Dongxu, tell me something. What's wrong with you?"

"Why is Dongxu hunched over? Is he in pain?"

At this time, Uncle Wang, who was walking through the main room, frowned and glanced at Jia Dongxu, with worry in his cloudy eyes.

"Hiss!" I heard him take a breath, then he widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

"No, this looks like a stroke."

"What? Wind immediately!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed and they all looked at Qin Huairu.

Is this a wind?

What were Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu doing just now?

How could Jia Dongxu and his wife really be so troubled if they didn't go to bed early this late at night?

However, now is not the time for gossip.

Because they heard that if the stroke is severe, it can be fatal.

Even if they don't die, people who have suffered from a stroke will probably not be able to do that.

For a moment, everyone in the room was silent, frowning and worrying about Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu is still so young, how could he suddenly suffer from a stroke?

If that thing can't be done, Qin Huairu will have to live as a widow!

Worry, really worried!

But some people were secretly muttering in their hearts.

"It seems that since Jia Zhang is not at home, Jia Dongxu and his wife are living a harmonious life!

These two people are still awake in the middle of the night, and they are quite troublesome.”

Many people thought of this, and most of them were young men. In an instant, the way they looked at Qin Huairu changed.

However, Qin Huairu did not notice the strangeness in other people's eyes. At this moment, she was crying like a tearful person and was extremely scared.

She also didn't expect that Jia Dongxu would become like this.

Jia Dongxu hadn't touched her for many days, and he didn't know what happened tonight. Once he got up, it would go on and on.

By the time she discovered something was wrong, Jia Dongxu had already become like this.

She was now scared and ashamed, and was too embarrassed to face anyone.

"Oh, what shall I do? Oh, oh..."

If she knew Jia Dongxu was so useless, she would never cooperate with him no matter what!

It was too late to say anything now. Qin Huairu covered her face and cried helplessly.

"How is Dongxu? Why haven't you rushed him to the hospital?"

Just when everyone was silent, Yi Zhonghai rushed in with his clothes on, breaking the status quo in the room.

He rushed to the kang with an anxious look on his face, took a look at Jia Dongxu's condition, and immediately frowned and ordered everyone to take action.

"Don't just stand there, saving people is the most important thing. Go find Lao Ma and tell him I want to borrow his cart. Everyone else, lend a hand and help carry it over."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately took action.

Everyone worked together, wrapped Jia Dongxu in a quilt, and then carried him onto the cart.

During the whole process, Yi Zhonghai's face was full of anxiety and worry, and he kept muttering to himself.

"Dongxu, you must hold on! Master will take you to the hospital right away!"

"Everyone hurry up, I hope we can make it in time..."

Just as everyone was carrying Jia Dongxu and walking out in a hurry, a careful person noticed that something was wrong with Jia Dongxu.

He reached out and felt Jia Dongxu's breath, his face turned pale instantly, and he trembled with fear.

"It's over, no... no breath... Uncle, Dongxu is dead..." He shouted at Yi Zhonghai in panic.

"What? So fast!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat, and he was instantly frightened, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

He just wanted to delay for a while and didn't intend to let Jia Dongxu die!

He hurriedly leaned over and tried it under Jia Dongxu's nose. His body suddenly stopped, his face turned pale, and he sat down on the ground at once, his eyes full of panic and disbelief.

His reaction made the people around him even more panicked.

"No way, let me try..." someone said unwillingly.

So, the people who were helping took turns to test Jia Dongxu's breathing.

But the result was despairing. Jia Dongxu really stopped breathing.

"What should we do now? Should we go to the hospital?" Lao Ma was also panicked.

I thought I was taking Jia Dongxu to the hospital for treatment, but I didn't expect that Jia Dongxu would die on the cart.

I thought to myself, what bad luck!

Everyone turned their eyes to Yi Zhonghai who was sitting on the ground.

In this situation, they dare not make the decision.

Yi Zhonghai staggered to his feet, pondered for a moment, and said with a sad face: "Let's go to the hospital to see a doctor, maybe there is still hope..."

Although, he hoped more than anyone else that Jia Dongxu was really dead, he could not reveal any flaws at this moment.

His voice was low, his sadness written all over his face.

Everyone knows that in this situation, even if they go to the hospital, there is little hope. Yi Zhonghai doesn't want to give up and is holding on to a glimmer of hope.

"Let's go. We should try our best to save the situation. Otherwise, we will feel guilty..."

So, Lao Ma pedaled the cart hard in the front, and the others jogged along the side to push it forward.

Everyone rushed Jia Dongxu to the hospital and took him to the emergency room.

When the doctor on duty heard about Jia Dongxu's condition, he rushed out to investigate.

As a result, he carefully examined Jia Dongxu's body and listened to his heartbeat.

"The patient has no vital signs and has passed away!"

After saying this, the doctor shook his head with a look of regret and left.

"Dongxu...why did you just leave like that?"

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai rushed towards Jia Dongxu on the cart and cried bitterly.

When Lao Ma and the others saw Yi Zhonghai crying so sadly, they all felt deeply moved about the deep friendship between Yi Zhonghai and his apprentice.

Otherwise, how could Yi Zhonghai, a grown man, cry as bitterly as a woman?

"Uncle, it has come to this, please accept my condolences!"

"Yes! Uncle, Dongxu is gone now, and we still need your help to arrange his funeral!"

Several people at the scene comforted Yi Zhonghai and helped him back to the courtyard.

That night, Jia Dongxu passed away at a young age in such an unexpected way.

When the old horse in the yard rode a cart to bring Jia Dongxu back, Qin Huairu's heart-wrenching cry was heard in the courtyard.

The men in the yard helped carry Jia Dongxu's body back to the Jia family.

Jia Dongxu came back late today, and he and Qin Huairu spent quite a while lying on the kang. It took more than half an hour from the onset of the disease to death.

Including the whole process of going to the hospital and back, it’s almost dawn now.

The neighbors didn't go back to their houses to sleep. Such a big thing happened in the yard and they couldn't sleep if they went back.

So, under the arrangement of Yi Zhonghai, everyone began to prepare for Jia Dongxu's funeral.