Rebirth of a Village Girl-Chapter 27 - : 026: Jealousy i

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Chapter 27: 026: Jealousy i

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If it were not for Ni Yang’s interference, she would already be taking Guobao to the clinic now! How could it be delayed till now.

Ni Yang glanced up at the elderly woman, soothing her with a warm voice, “Don’t worry, Guobao is OK. He’ll wake up soon.”

No sooner had Ni Yang’s words dropped when the child’s consciousness began to gradually recover and his face turned ruddy. Ni Yang pulled back her hand, then took out a tissue she was carrying and carefully wiped off the froth from the child’s mouth.

Upon seeing this, the crowd displayed varied expressions. No one had imagined that Ni Yang really had some skills.

The crowd, which had been enjoying the spectacle, quietened down abruptly.

“Just a fluke?” A sarcastic voice rang out from the crowd.

The speaker was a young girl named Wang Hongxiu, about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was pretty attractive with her clear eyes and was considered a belle in the village.

Before Ni Yang arrived, she was the prettiest woman in Jinghua Village.

But since Ni Yang showed up, Ni Yang was more beautiful than her, wealthier than her, and all the attention of the village was on Ni Yang. Her limelight was wholly stolen! She naturally had a grudge against Ni Yang.

A lot of unfavorable rumors emanated from Wang Hongxiu.

Once she spoke, others immediately nodded and echoed it.

Nothing but a teenager, what could she possibly know? They, with their wealth of life experience, couldn’t possibly be outdone by a kid, could they?

Ni Yang was not concerned with all these, she only cared that Guobao was safe. She helped the child sit up, and only then did the elderly woman notice the bloody bite marks on Ni Yang’s hand which Guobao had made.

The old lady spoke nervously, “Dear girl, you’re not hurt, are you? We agreed beforehand that you voluntarily put your hand in Guobao’s mouth, 1 didn’t force you.”

Some things must be clarified. Ni Yang was a foreigner. Why is she helping her grandson out of the blue? There must be something she wants! The old woman feared being conned.

“No worries,” Ni Yang said lightly with a smile, “It’s no big deal. You don’t have to worry about it.”

The old woman sighed with relief. She thought that Ni Yang would make a big deal out of it, after all, getting bitten by someone was no small matter.

She asked again, “So, is Guobao alright now?”

Ni Yang nodded, “Yes, he’s alright for now.” Although he was fine at the moment, without proper treatment, the illness would surely relapse in the future.

Just as she finished speaking, the child in her arms suddenly opened his eyes. He first looked at the old woman, then at Ni Yang, asking in confusion, “Grandma, what happened to me?”

During an epileptic seizure, one experiences temporary memory loss.

The child was suffering from epilepsy, commonly referred to as ‘madness disease,’ causing a loss of consciousness, convulsions, and frothing at the mouth during an episode. Ni Yang had earlier put her hand in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue, unbuttoned his shirt, and lifted his lower jaw to prevent suffocation.

These were the basic emergency measures during an epilepsy attack.

Confronted with the child’s question, the old woman was at a loss for words. Ni Yang smiled and patted the child’s head, “You’re fine. We just played a game.”

His gaze drifted on to Ni Yang’s hand, a flicker of concern in his eyes, “Sister, what happened to your hand?”

Ni Yang raised her left hand, her eyes smiling as she casually replied, “1 accidentally hurt myself, you should get up quickly. The ground is so dirty.”

Picking himself up and dusting off his behind, the child introduces himself, “Sister, I’m Yang Guobao, seven years old. This is my grandma. Thank you for your help today.” Yang Guobao’s epilepsy was congenital. He was always painfully aware of his condition and because of his disease, the other kids in the courtyard were unwilling to play with him. So, his mother had brought him to the countryside for a change of atmosphere.

It seems his illness has flared up again.

His sister probably hid his illness from him to spare his feelings; though in reality, he knew everything.

A skeptic sauntered over, scrutinized Yang Guobao up and down and asked with trace of suspicion, “Guobao, are you really ok?” One moment he looks on the brink of death, and the next, he’s fine.

Yang Guobao nodded his head and turned in a small circle in place, “I’m really fine.”

The crowd watched Yang Guobao, all of them remarking in amazement.

The elderly woman looked gratefully at Ni Yang, “my dear, 1 can’t thank you enough! If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t know what to do!”

“There’s no need for thanks, it was a simple thing to do.” Ni Yang replied indifferently. Given the chance to live again, Ni Yang valued life more than anyone else, not only her own but also those of others.

Yang Guobao looked at Ni Yang, his big eyes filled with curiosity, “Sister, what’s your name?” He really liked this beautiful sister. She was like a fairy: not only was she beautiful, but she was also very kind-hearted.

Ni Yang smiled slightly, “My name is Ni Yang.”

“Li Yan?” Yang Guobao cocked his cute little head to one side, “Is Yan the Yan of beautiful?”

“No, it’s Ni Yang, Ni from the beginning of the phrase “In the beginning…” and Yang from the phrase “fire and smoke.” When Ni Yang was born, it was meal time and every household’s chimney was emitting smoke, so Mu Jinbao named her Ni Yang. It was fortunate that she was born at meal time, otherwise she might have been given a name representing the era such as Changzheng, Red Soldier, Chunxiang, Chunhua, etc.”

“Sister, can 1 be your friend?” Yang Guobao took Ni Yang’s hand and asked hopefully.

“Of course.” Ni Yang nodded, smiling.

“Guobao, let’s go play together.” At that moment, two children ran out from the audience.

Immediately, adults grabbed their hands and warned them in a low voice, “Don’t play with him in the future! His illness might be contagious, and whose fault will it be if he dies? Let’s keep our distance from such people.”

At the words, Ni Yang frowned slightly, but Yang Guobao’s face remained calm. It was clear that he had experienced this sort of thing repeatedly and had grown accustomed to it.

Ni Yang looked up, about to say something, but Yang Guobao tugged at her hand and reassured her, “Sister, I’m fine.”

He couldn’t allow his sister to offend the villagers on his account.

Although Yang Guobao was young, he was very considerate.

Wang Hongxiu’s face turned dark with frustration. She didn’t expect Ni Yang to cozy up to Yang Guobao so quickly.

As far as she knew, Yang Guobao came from the city and his family was very affluent. His father was a well-known prominent figure in Beijing, and his mother was a university graduate. Yang Guobao came to the countryside to recuperate.

These country bumpkins didn’t know Yang Guobao’s true identity and didn’t allow their children to play with him. If they knew his true identity, they might live to regret it.

She had wanted to get closer to Yang Guobao for a while, but never found the opportunity, and now this foreigner, Ni Yang had beaten her to it.

Thinking this, Wang Hongxiu’s face twisted in jealousy, forgetting how she had avoided Yang Tianbao like a plague when his illness had started just a while ago.

The elderly woman led Yang Guobao away, speaking to Ni Yang, “My dear girl, I cannot thank you enough for today! I’ll take Guobao home now.” Yang Guobao had just woken up, and the old lady was a little worried; she planned to ask her daughter what was really going on when she got home.

She never knew that her grandson had such an illness.

Ni Yang looked up slightly, “Alright, you can just call me Yangyang from now on. By the way, I’ll give you a prescription. Get the traditional Chinese medicine according to this prescription. Give it to Guobao for three months, and his condition can be completely cured..”

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