Chapter 510 I Cannot Treat Her (2/2)

That's the only possible reason!'

Suddenly, she felt a quiver of panic like she had never felt before. She staggered to her feet and stumbled around in the darkness. Out of sheer desperation, she needed to call for her son and husband's help before she lost consciousness.

”Help me... Help... Somebody is trying to kill me...”

What she did not know was that her movements accelerated the spreading of the poison in her body and before she knew it, she fell straight down to the ground, incapable of moving her limbs.

A chill breeze blew over, comforting everyone wrapped

ctor shrugged his shoulders and shook his head again but there was nothing he could do for her. ”I wish I could save her life, but honestly, my ability falls short of my wishes. Ask Mr. Barefoot for help. He might still before able to save her.”

He gave Mr. Yang the most sincere advice he could possibly give under the circumstances.

As soon as his words fell from his mouth everyone started to kick up dust.

”Mrs. Yang had an argument with Bear and she told Mr. Barefoot that no one in her family would come to him for help, but now... will he still accept her?”

”Gosh, what shall we do? I told her to dial down her anger but she just wouldn't listen! Once again her temper got in the way of her life!”

”He is a doctor and she is a dying patient. I'd say he should save her despite their unpleasant encounter. As a doctor, it's his duty to save people in need.”

”Perhaps that's true. But Mr. Barefoot is a weirdo, and no one knows what he will do. He doesn't care about other people, and about life in general!”

Most of the villagers had gathered at the scene. Judging by their tone and facial expression, some of them took this as an opportunity to gloat, while some looked worried and some cursed at her... they behaved just the same the moment they found out Emily was critically ill.

Mr. Yang let out a deep sigh of relief as he heard neighbors' discussion. But still, he needed to keep up his facade. ”Oh! My poor wife, what else can I do to help you? Can you wake up and tell me what to do? We've crossed Mr. Barefoot, so he won't help us at all! We should blame him for not having morality and medical ethics!”

In truth, his heart melted away in secret raptures. He wanted to bury this woman as soon as possible and get himself another beautiful wife, who would bear him lots of children. What a wonderful thought!