Song Xiang was speechless and wanted to retaliate against Yan Han again, but then calmed down.
After all, I'm the boss, so I can't speak too harshly.
She hummed in frustration, lowered her head and continued typing on the keyboard.
Yan Han probably knew that she was really angry, so he was considerate and did not provoke her again, and leaned back on the chair to fall asleep with his eyes closed.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and Yan Song made a phone call midway, saying that the child who fell into the water had been sent to the hospital and the problem was not serious.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time began to worry about the old lady.
She ran to the old lady's small yard and looked twice, but found nothing moving, and then went back anxiously.
It wasn't until eight o'clock that Yanhan took a nap and seemed a little hungry.
Song Xiang cooked the porridge and wanted to see the old lady in the name of delivering the porridge. She was so hot during the day that she spoke too harshly and might irritate the old lady.
It was dark outside at night. When she walked to the door of the old lady's courtyard, she vaguely saw a bright light in the house. It flickered, but it didn't look like a lamp.
"Grandma Yu?" she called from the window.
There was no movement inside, only the faint sound of wood being burned and cracking.
Song Xiang was confused, thinking that the old lady was asleep, so she turned around and wanted to leave, but thought about it and poked the screen on the window to take a look.
The screen window was made of white cloth. She carefully picked at it for a long time, then quietly leaned over and peeked inside.
In the dim room, a pot of fire was burning quietly, his eyes moved, and the old man was lying on the bed neatly dressed.
Song Xiang screamed in fright and almost sat down.
She covered her mouth and ran out, but she couldn't run fast because of her foot injury, so she could only shout "Shen Han" loudly.
Yan Han was in the small courtyard next door. When he heard the noise, he thought something had happened to Song Xiang and quickly ran to the scene.
Song Xiang sat down on the roadside, pointing to the small courtyard behind with trembling fingers.
"Old lady, committed suicide!"
Yan Han's expression changed, and he ran past Song Xiang into the yard.
Song Xiang sat on the roadside, took a breath, and stumbled towards the small courtyard.
Yan Han kicked open the old lady's bedroom door and quickly carried the old lady out.
When Song Xiang saw the old lady's pale face, she was so frightened that her mind went blank.
Yan Han didn't have time to talk to her and ran directly to the village doctor.
Song Xiang realized that the old lady could still be saved, and quickly followed her.
Along the way, she recalled what she said and wanted to slap herself twice.
The old lady was old, and she actually said such ignorant words, which made the old lady think of committing suicide.
When they arrived at the village doctor's office, Yan Han sent the old lady inside, and she fell directly onto the small stool outside.
The village doctor's exclamation voice came from inside, and she didn't know what he said.
After a long time, Yan Han came out and pushed her.
"Scared?"
Song Xiang couldn't help crying, raised his head, and said with a trembling mouth: "I..."
Yan Han frowned, "Why are you crying?"
Song Xiang wiped her tears and said, "It's all my fault. I said something too harshly, which made the old lady unable to think about it."
She cried while talking, grabbed two handfuls of hair, and spoke incoherently.
"I was so smart that I got people killed."
"What should I do? If something happens to the old lady, I will kill her indirectly..."
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Yan Han stood aside and listened to her talk for a long time. He interrupted her speechlessly and said coolly: "Are you thinking too much? With those few words of yours, you want to force someone to death?"
Song Xiang sniffed and her voice became more subdued: "The person is already lying inside."