Xiao Yihao saw Madame Song hurrying away and quickly went over, "Madame Song, what's wrong?"
Madame Song's complexion was very poor, devoid of color, and her voice was noticeably weak. "I... I'm fine."
But as soon as she spoke, Xiao Yihao's hand was already on her wrist.
The blood on Madame Song's lips was not wiped away, and she stared intently at Xiao Yihao.
Everyone has a desire to survive, including her.
She had known she had a terminal illness for many years.
Sometimes she had thought about what would happen to her.
But... there were still attachments in this world.
For example, her two children, and her daughter, Song Yu'er, who had locked her and Xiao Yihao in.
She wanted her daughter to turn back, but... her current body was already...
Seeing Xiao Yihao's furrowed brow, Madame Song's heart skipped a beat.
She had not dared to ask.
It wasn't until Xiao Yihao withdrew his hand that she finally asked, "You are Dr. Gu's son. Dr. Gu is a highly skilled physician, so I imagine our little Yihao is also quite skilled. Um... how is my body? Is it... beyond saving?"
As she asked this question, Madame Song felt a mix of anticipation and resignation.
If she could live, she would naturally be willing, but if not... she would accept her fate.
Xiao Yihao didn't say anything, but took out a set of silver needles he had hidden on his person and laid them on the ground. As he began to needle Madame Song, he finally spoke.
"Madame Song, your illness... was caused by a long-term cross-infection from syphilis, which eventually developed into a black toxic tumor. This disease was caused by Madame Song... um... in her youth, having too many 'partners'."
Xiao Yihao's words turned Madame Song's face ashen.
This reminded her of the torment she had endured at the hands of Song Gang's "substitutes."
She clutched the handkerchief in her hand tightly.
She almost bit her lip until it bled.
Her hatred for Song Gang deepened in her heart.
At this moment, a familiar pain struck again.
Madame Song curled up, in pain, leaning against the iron cage.
The handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground.
Her complexion turned even paler.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Yihao quickly adjusted the needle in her wrist to an acupuncture point for pain relief.
As Xiao Yihao continued to insert the needles, Madame Song's complexion finally began to ease.
The pain within her gradually subsided.
After withdrawing the silver needles, Xiao Yihao picked up Madame Song's embroidered handkerchief and helped her wipe away her tears.
"However... Madame Song, you don't need to worry. While I am powerless to cure this illness, my mother can help you."
Madame Song was deeply moved by Xiao Yihao's kindness.
It was at this moment, looking at Xiao Yihao, that she was suddenly reminded of her younger son, Song Panyang.
Her youngest son, Song Panyang, was usually the most lively. Although he was often idle, indulging in drinking, gambling, and womanizing, he was always good to her.
When he was little, her youngest son was as attentive to her as this Xiao Yihao was now.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and Madame Song was deeply touched.
"Click!"
The dungeon door was opened from the outside, and Song Yu'er walked in.
Seeing Song Yu'er enter, Madame Song and Xiao Yihao instinctively moved backward.
Madame Song pulled Xiao Yihao into her arms.
"Yu'er, Xiao Yihao is just a child. Please spare him, won't you?"
As Song Yu'er approached, she was followed by two fierce-looking men, one of whom was leading a large wolf.
The wolf let out a growl, and when it looked at Xiao Yihao and Madame Song, it was as if they were food on its plate.
Xiao Yihao, terrified, buried his head in Madame Song's embrace.
His small body trembled.
Yesterday, Song Yu'er had ordered many snakes to be released into their area.
He was extremely frightened and wanted Madame Song to protect him, and also to kill those snakes.
Now, seeing the enormous wolf, he was naturally terrified.
"Mother, I am your daughter. Is it appropriate for you to hold someone else's child in front of your daughter?"
Song Yu'er walked over, her expression cold.
There was a centipede-like scar on her left cheek, like a red spider that had grown on her face.
Eerie and terrifying.
Seeing Song Yu'er in this state, Madame Song's heart ached.
"Yu'er, turn back. That man, Song Gang, he is not your father, he is a demon!"
Madame Song spoke out to persuade her as Song Yu'er approached.
But Song Yu'er paid no mind.
She smiled at Madame Song and said, "Mother, he is not my father, daughter already knows that. But so what if he isn't?"
"Mother, it is precisely because he is not my biological father that I am so happy. Mother, do you know? He treats me very well. Whatever I want, he will satisfy me. You've never encountered someone like him, have you?"
This statement carried a deep meaning.
It was this remark that made Madame Song look at Song Yu'er with disbelief. "Yu'er, you and him...?"
At this moment, Madame Song seemed to understand something.
Song Yu'er took a mirror from her maid. The maid handed it to her. "He said that this face is the most beautiful. Mother, look at me. How beautiful I am. I am the most beautiful woman in the world!"
"Ugly monster!"
Xiao Yihao, hiding in Madame Song's embrace, cursed.
His voice was not loud, but Song Yu'er heard it.
"Clang!"
Song Yu'er hurled the mirror in her hand to the ground. She raised her icy eyes and looked at Xiao Yihao, who was hiding in Madame Song's embrace.
"Mother, this damned child is so disobedient. What should daughter do?"
As she spoke, Song Yu'er turned and bent down, stroking the snarling wolf. "My little darling, you haven't eaten for two days, you must be hungry, right?"
She took the rope from her maid, which was tied to the wolf, and pointed at Madame Song and Xiao Yihao inside the cage.
"This is your next meal. Go, enjoy it."
"Yu'er!"
"Yu'er, no!"
Madame Song held Xiao Yihao tightly, shielding him with her body.
Hearing Song Yu'er's mention of "food," Xiao Yihao's small body trembled even more violently.
"Wuwu, Mother, save me, wuwu..."
Xiao Yihao burrowed his head deeper into Madame Song's embrace, extremely frightened.
"Mother, you don't care about your daughter anyway. If you die, I will burn incense for you!"
Song Yu'er handed over the rope.
"No! Yu'er, if you treat your mother like this, you will be struck by lightning, Yu'er..."
Unable to persuade her, Madame Song was heartbroken.
At the same time, she continued to tightly protect the little one in her arms.
"Bang!"
Freed from its restraint, the wolf, with its green eyes flashing, slowly approached the iron cage.
Its large paws struck the ground with a thudding sound. It was a wolf king, and it was huge.
Having not eaten for several days, it now saw Xiao Yihao and Madame Song as a delicious meal.
A wolf could not resist such temptation.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sound of the iron cage being struck was very loud.
Madame Song, holding Xiao Yihao, could barely hold him steady.
The shaking of the cage made the already frightened hearts of Xiao Yihao and Madame Song even more terrified.