Hanqiao followed Chunlan fearfully, completely unaware of what Mrs. Shen would do to her.
Is it possible that Chunlan blew some wind in Old Mrs. Shen's ear and finally started to settle the matter of tricking her into drinking the drug?
When he arrived at the old lady's room, Han Qiao honestly greeted her politely and then stood down with his hands down.
Just listen to Old Mrs. Shen saying from the direction above her: "My second brother and you are not short of time. What are your plans in the future?"
Old Mrs. Shen's voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt in Hanqiao's ears. She was so shocked that her knees softened and she knelt firmly on the ground, not caring about the pain in her knees.
"Old lady, slave..." Hanqiao was eager to explain.
Mrs. Shen didn't want to hear her explanation, so she interrupted: "Okay, leave those words to your master, I'm too lazy to listen."
After hearing this, Hanqiao felt a bitter taste in her mouth and numbness in her scalp, which went all the way down her back to her coccyx. She relied on her arms to support herself on the ground to prevent herself from collapsing.
Sweat beads seeped out from the hair, slid down the cheeks, and hit the black stone tile floor drop by drop.
But as she continued to sweat, her fear and tension seemed to be taken away, making her strangely calm.
If the old lady wants to deal with her, there is no need to go to such trouble. As long as Shen Zhonglei is not allowed to take her as a concubine, and then she reveals this matter to Mrs. Xu, she will immediately know what life is worse than death.
Now that the old lady asked her to come over and say these words, what was her intention?
Mrs. Shen sat on top and said nothing, quietly waiting for Hanqiao to figure it out on her own.
After almost a cup of tea, Hanqiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Old Mrs. Shen in shock. Then he was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly lowered his gaze.
The moment their eyes met, Hanqiao confirmed the possibility that he had never dared to think about.
Can't it be true?
Maybe I think too much?
Hanqiao tried her best to deny it in her heart, but she heard Mrs. Shen say lightly: "No wonder your wife loves you, she is really smart."
"Old lady..." Hanqiao's voice trembled so much that she couldn't speak properly, and her upper and lower teeth clattered together, "Slave..."
"I've done all the work of betraying the Lord, so why bother pretending now?"
Old Mrs. Shen seemed to be very sure that Hanqiao would give in, or she didn't care at all whether Hanqiao would give in. No matter what the other party's reaction was, her tone was always calm and unhurried.
Such an attitude indeed puts a lot of pressure on Hanqiao.
She no longer knew how much she had sweated, she was starting to feel dizzy, and her brain could no longer fully control her body.
He lay weakly on the ground and even began to retching uncontrollably.
Mrs. Shen, who was originally sitting firmly in the first place, was stunned for a moment, and then she thought of something. Her calm expression just now was somewhat cracked.
Old Mrs. Shen regretted it so much at this moment. She knew clearly that the two of them had been mixed up for a long time, so why didn't she think of asking someone to check Hanqiao's pulse first?
If Hanqiao is too frightened and has a miscarriage, wouldn’t it mean that she would feel so bad for her?
After all, Shen Yuanlin's life experience is currently a mystery, and the appearance of a newborn at this time is of far greater significance than before!
"Someone is coming! Call the doctor!" Old Mrs. Shen suddenly stood up and yelled rudely.
Chunlan also rushed up and hugged Hanqiao's upper body, and shouted: "Someone come and help me, lift him to the couch."
Although she hates being clever in her heart, as long as Old Mrs. Shen still needs to be clever, she will not allow herself to be willful. She must think about what the old lady thinks and worry about what the old lady is anxious about.
Hanqiao could hear the commotion in the room at this time, and she was extremely anxious. She grabbed Chunlan's wrist desperately, and her lips kept opening and closing, but she could only make a hoarse voice that changed the tone.
"What did you say?" Chunlan frowned and put her ear close to her mouth.
"I - not - pregnant -"
Hanqiao bit her tongue sharply, forcing herself to wake up a little. She tried her best to whisper a few words into Chunlan's ear, then tilted her head and fainted in her arms.
"..." Upon hearing this, Chunlan threw Hanqiao away from her arms, stood up and said, "Okay, everyone, don't panic."
"Chunlan!" Mrs. Shen frowned and looked at her.
Chunlan shook her head slightly.
Mrs. Shen's eyes dimmed for a moment, she hesitated for a moment, then sat back on the chair and said: "Carry her to the side room. Since the doctor has been invited, let's go and have a look at her!"
After sending everyone else in the room away, Old Mrs. Shen was too anxious and felt a little exhausted now. She didn't want to say anything and looked straight at Chunlan, waiting for her explanation.
Chunlan shook her head and said, "She said she was not pregnant!"
"Alas -" Old Mrs. Shen sighed deeply and leaned back on the chair regardless of her manners. She didn't know whether she was relieved or regretful.
"Chunlan, tell me, is what I did right or wrong?"
A gentle word blew past Chunlan's ears like a gust of wind. Before she could carefully discern what the old lady had said, she turned around and saw that Old Mrs. Shen had straightened her back again and was sitting very upright, as if she had just
That tired and confused person was nothing like her.
The doctor was quickly brought into the house, and after examining Hanqiao, it turned out that she only had Sha and was not pregnant.
Although she had known the result for a long time, Mrs. Shen was still quite regretful when she heard what the doctor said.
Old Mrs. Shen suddenly called the doctor in the yard. This was a big deal in the Shen Mansion and no one dared to hide it.
Not long after, everyone who received the news gathered in the old lady's courtyard.
Shen Zhonglei was working in the front office. When he received the news, he almost ran all the way back and then walked in with Mr. Xu who was in the back house.
He didn't care about being angry with Mr. Xu, and walked quickly to Mrs. Shen and asked: "Mom, are you okay? What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly call a doctor when you were so good?"
"What's going on? A girl suddenly got sick. It was really scary. I quickly called for a doctor to come over and take a look. I forgot to ask people to spread the word everywhere, so I asked you all to follow me in the hot weather.
Worried!"
Shen Zhonglei immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "It's good that mother is fine."
Old Mrs. Shen sent everyone away: "It's a false alarm. Let's all go back! My second brother, please stay here for a while. I'll see how sweaty your forehead is from running around. Sit for a while to eliminate the sweat before leaving, otherwise it will be bad for your health!"
As she spoke, she took out the handkerchief and handed it to Shen Zhonglei, indicating that he could wipe his sweat.
Shen Zhonglei took the handkerchief and said with a smile: "My mother still loves me!"
After everyone else left, Mrs. Shen put away the smile on her face and said: "Go to the wing and have a look. The one who is sick today is Hanqiao!"
"Mother..." In front of the maids and mothers in the room, Shen Zhonglei was made blushing by the old lady.