Yan Chunsheng looked at the crowd, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Have you all seen it? Have you all seen it? My poetic family doesn't know how to use fists and kicks. But now, can you all see it clearly?"
Yan Shiqing sighed after hearing this, turned around, sat down on the edge of the bed, and put her hand on Mrs. Liang's pulse.
Mrs. Chang kept watching Yan Shiqing's every move, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat when she saw that she was sitting on the edge of the bed without any explanation.
Yang Tianchang outside the door didn't care about the difference between men and women at this time. After hearing Yan Chunsheng's words, he pushed through the crowd and walked into the room.
When he saw Ms. Liang lying quietly on the bed, not knowing whether to live or die, her fists in her sleeves tightened again, and her eyes stared at Yan Shiqing for a moment.
"Village Chief, did you see it too? Please make the decision for me. This girl is possessed by a monster. Please make the decision to burn her to death!"
Yan Chunsheng has been blinded by hatred. At this time, there is only one thought left in his mind: kill Yan Shiqing, a bitch, and avenge his poor unborn child!
Mrs. Chang trembled and stood close to Grandma Wu: "Auntie, what should we do, what should we do? There must be some misunderstanding in this. How can the love girl be possessed by a monster? It's impossible!"
Wu didn't know what to do at the moment. After all, they couldn't explain Yan Shiqing's tricks.
And just now, she stabbed someone with a needle when Liang's life and death were unknown. This was visible to everyone, even if they lied about it, it was useless!
"Come here, tie this monster to the door of the ancestral hall!" wavv
Yang Tianchang endured it for a long time, and finally made a decision under the urging of everyone.
When he said these words, the anger he was holding in his heart relaxed.
After Yan Shiqing was sure that the situation on Liang's side had stabilized, she had time to deal with everyone.
Just as she turned to look at the crowd, she saw two strong young men walking towards her with their sleeves rolled up and looking unkind.
She originally wanted to explain, but seeing the situation, she was very rude and kicked each of the two young men directly to Yang Tianchang.
"Are you planning to deal with me?"
This was the third time Yan Chunsheng saw Yan Shiqing showing her hands. When she saw two strong men in the village being kicked to the ground and unable to get up, the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Yang Tianchang's body shook unconsciously, and he suppressed his fear and pretended to be calm: "You are so bold and evil, you want to do evil in broad daylight, let's see if I don't burn you to death!"
As he spoke, he took out the fire stick, blew on it, and leaned against the edge of the bed.
He had heard that demons and monsters were afraid of fire, so it was up to him to burn her to death.
A sarcastic smile flashed in Yan Shiqing's eyes. She really couldn't understand why these people were so ignorant. She didn't know where she learned this skill.
Seeing that Yang Tianchang was about to approach Yan Shiqing, Wu pulled Chang and ran forward, stretched out his hand to stop her, and looked at everyone with a cold face: "Girl Qing is not a monster, there must be some misunderstanding. Girl Qing, say
Ah, say you are not a monster, say you did not harm Mr. Liang!"
At the end of Wu's words, she turned around and held Yan Shiqing's hand tightly with both hands, her eyes full of anxiety.
Yan Shiqing, who wanted to give these people some color, saw the two women in front of him who cared about him, and a trace of warmth gradually emerged from the depths of his cold heart.
This feeling of being trusted unconditionally is so good!
"Girl Qing, you are actually saving people, right?"
Suddenly, Mrs. Chang remembered that Yan Shiqing also used needles to treat Mrs. Ruan's illness yesterday, and she eagerly asked for confirmation.
In her opinion, as long as poetry is not harmful to anyone, even if she is really a monster, she will find a way to protect her.
"I think it's better to save people than to harm them!"
"That's right, I've never seen a pregnant woman stabbed with a needle to save her life."
"Ms. Chang, please stop making excuses for her. If you help her again, you might be the next one to be unlucky!"
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Yan Shiqing glanced at the villagers surrounding the door and simply remained silent.
Just when Yan Chunsheng and Yang Tianchang had lost their patience, she returned to the edge of the bed, sat down, and pulled out the embroidery needles stuck in Liang's body one by one.
The women who had gathered at the door shivered when they saw Yan Shiqing pulling out the silver needles from Liang's body, and they unconsciously took a step back.
When Yan Shiqing gave Liang acupuncture before, in order to prevent her from cooperating, she pricked her sleeping point.
At this time, he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her, and pinched her in the middle of her body hard.
Mrs. Liang woke up from the pain, and when she saw Yan Shiqing sitting on the edge of the bed, she suddenly became excited.
Just when she was about to curse, the person in front of her said coldly: "The fetus has just stabilized, so you shouldn't be too excited. If you keep trying, the gods won't be able to save your baby next time."
Liang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yan Shiqing with doubts in her eyes, and said intermittently: "You, you mean, my child is still alive?"
Yan Shiqing nodded, stood up, and said in a voice that was not too loud or too small for everyone to hear: "Even if you no longer have appetite, don't drink that hawthorn tea anymore, and don't eat the hawthorn cake either."