"You..." Sanni choked with anger.
Yang Ruxin was even more amused by her anger. This old woman’s theories could always drive normal people insane, and yet, her vitality was incredibly tenacious. She had trouble speaking due to a stroke before, but cursing someone out didn’t affect her at all—a real wonder indeed. She had to admit, the old lady was more resilient than the indestructible cockroach.
It was, without a doubt, an unparalleled skill.
However, she was too lazy to argue with the old woman any further. She tugged at Sanni, "You should speak human words to humans, otherwise you’ll only end up frustrating yourself."
Sanni blinked, then quickly caught on and couldn’t help but snicker, not angry anymore.
"What are you saying? Is there anyone who curses their elders like this?" Yang Anshi understood and immediately jumped out, pointing at Yang Ruxin and about to scold, "You..."
But Yang Ruxin turned around and flashed a radiant smile at her, then made a throat-slitting gesture with her hand across her neck.
The words Yang Anshi was about to say were stuck in her throat by fear; she then turned around and went back, even more hastily than when she had come out.
"Now, we’ve given Yang Baixiang first aid, but with his condition, he needs various herbs and acupuncture for treatment. There might still be a chance for him to live. So, let’s take him to the medical hall. Doctor Wang from Hechun Hall specializes in this sort of treatment..." Yang Ruxin looked towards Yang Peili.
"Xinxin, this is..." Yang Peili wore a troubled expression.
Yang Ruxin knew what was bothering him and let out a cold laugh, "I’ve done all I could out of benevolence and righteousness. I’ve said everything I needed to say. Do as you please." Saying this, she looked back at Yang Baixiang inside the room, "Uncle Xiaowu, I know you’re still conscious and can hear me. I’m just your niece; I’ve done everything I should. There’s nothing more I can do... Look after yourself..."
"Xinxin..." Yang Peili hurriedly took a step forward.
"Yang Baixiang is your son, but remember, even if he’s your son and you beat him to death, you can still be reported to the authorities and arrested..."
"Big sister..." Sanni panicked, pulling at Yang Ruxin, "Uncle Xiaowu will die."
Yang Ruxin looked at Sanni, "That’s his fate. At worst, when he dies we can provide him with a coffin and then report it to the authorities..." She paused for a moment, "Actually, I’ve been wondering whether Uncle Xiaowu is really a child of the Yang Family. So cruel, he’s probably picked up or exchanged at birth, right?" She had harbored this thought not just for a day or two; Yang Anshi was good to the other children, but especially harsh on Yang Baixiang.
"He crawled out of my own belly, don’t spout nonsense..." Yang Anshi yelled from inside, "How kind-hearted you are, if you put up the silver, we will take him to the medical hall... What good does talking do?"
Yang Ruxin glanced at Yang Peili, who had fallen silent, and walked away, pulling Sanni with her.
"Eldest cousin." Yang Ruyu hurriedly followed, "Are you really not going to look after Uncle Xiaowu anymore? He..."
"What can I do?" Yang Ruxin looked at Yang Ruyu, "I’m just an outsider. Yang Baixiang is ultimately a member of the Yang Family; I have no place to interfere..."
"But..."
"You’re a member of the Yang Family, you can take good care of him," Yang Ruxin twisted her mouth slightly, "Good deeds will be rewarded."
"Alright." Yang Ruxin suppressed the revulsion in her heart and nodded obediently, "I will take good care of Uncle Xiaowu."