"We need a doctor."
One of the elders, leaning on a cane, shakily stepped forward.
"Xiao He'er, I can't let you take him away!"
Chang Pinghe's expression changed instantly. "Clan elder, I have no intention of sending the doctor away. It's just that my wife is ill, and she needs a doctor."
His voice trembled as he spoke the last words. "She's also pregnant, eight months along!"
*Thump*.
The sound of a cane hitting the ground.
"Useless!" The elder pointed at Chang Pinghe with his finger. "She's just a woman. If she dies, she dies. If she can give birth to descendants of our Chang family, letting her enter the ancestral grave is also fulfilling her!"
"Elder Chang, you know I've always respected you, but Wanwan is not an object, nor is she a tool for childbirth. She is my wife, the apple of my eye, Chang Pinghe."
He slowly found his voice again. "I don't want to occupy Mr. Bai alone, but Wanwan can't wait any longer."
"Rebellious son!"
Elder Chang threw off the person supporting him and stomped to Chang Pinghe's front. "I said no!"
He pointed at Bai You'an. "He! Must stay here! The foundation of my Chang clan is more important than anything!"
Bai You'an impatiently slapped Elder Chang's hand away. "Don't point at me. I'm not saving you."
Elder Chang was instantly furious, his beard bristling, and he could barely stand.
Chang Pinghe, along with Song Qingchao and their group, made to push forward.
But they were blocked by several members of the clan.
"Don't force me to act," Chang Pinghe said, frowning.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingchao and Bai You'an kicked the blockers away, one after another.
Elder Chang, seeing Chang Pinghe not only refusing to yield but also resorting to force, almost fainted from anger.
Someone next to him pinched his philtrum, and he gradually recovered.
He looked at the chaotic scene, shouting "rebellious son" and "unfilial."
Song Qingchao, who had been silent, couldn't stand it anymore.
After kicking away a relatively sturdy man, she went straight for Elder Chang.
She really wanted to teach him how to be a person!
"Old man, you seem quite arrogant." Song Qingchao grabbed Elder Chang's hair with a cold smile. "I see you're fine, so if you're so eager to see a doctor, are you really sick? Perhaps if you're not sick, I can help you with something."
With that, she snatched a stick and prepared to smash it on his leg.
"When people are old, their recovery ability is naturally slow. If I hit you with this, can you still stand up?"
Elder Chang stammered and roared, "You dare! Chang Pinghe! You come here!"
There was fighting everywhere, but it was obvious that Song Qingchao and her group were the aggressors.
"Enough!"
Chang Pinghe suddenly roared, like an explosion of long-suppressed emotion. "Is this ever going to end!"
He raised his hand, and the "Someone come" he was about to utter was interrupted by a scream.
The heart-wrenching howl made everyone shiver.
It was followed by a series of muffled groans.
Chang Pinghe lowered his raised hand, and the soldiers who had been standing stiffly instantly began to move.
Their speed of action caught Song Qingchao, who was pulling Elder Chang's beard, off guard.
"You dare!" The elder spat furiously.
It was only then that Song Qingchao realized that the people they were fighting were all adult men. Although some were thin, they didn't look as frail as the people she had seen earlier.
Upon closer inspection, Song Qingchao immediately understood.
This Elder Chang had likely been blurring the lines between public and private matters.
Just as she thought everything was coming to an end, a woman dressed elegantly darted out from the chaotic crowd.
Although her attire was simple, her behavior was strangely erratic.
Song Qingchao also sensed Chang Pinghe's muscles tighten at that moment.
Could this be his wife?
She looked down, but the woman was not pregnant and was running with unusual haste.
She was crying and wiping away tears.
Song Qingchao walked back to Bai You'an with small steps and rubbed Liu Zhe'er's head.
Although Mu Mu couldn't fight, she could protect Zhe'er.
As soon as she walked over, Bai You'an tugged at her waist.
Song Qingchao glanced at him indifferently, put her hand behind her back, and slapped his hand away.
At this moment, the woman had also reached Chang Pinghe.
She made "ah-ah" sounds, very urgently, gesturing with her hands.
Chang Pinghe appeared even more nervous than usual.
Song Qingchao didn't expect this woman to be mute.
Chang Pinghe bent down, grasped the woman's shoulders. "Ya Gu, calm down. Gesticulate slowly. Did something happen to Wanwan?"
Ya Gu nodded instantly, then grabbed him and tried to pull him away.
Chang Pinghe's face turned deathly pale, and without a shred of doubt, he ran back with her.
Seeing this, Song Qingchao and the others also became tense.
It seemed something had happened.
Just as she was about to follow, she was scooped up by the waist, almost screaming, "Bai You'an!"
Bai You'an gave a roguish smile, then ran swiftly with her in his arms.
"What are you doing? Put me down!"
"Why put you down? Are you running fast?" Bai You'an quickly regained his seriousness, exhaling evenly as he explained, "Something must have happened. An eight-month pregnant woman who is also ill now needs speed. At the same time, I'm worried about you running behind me."
After hearing his explanation, Song Qingchao's anger subsided quite a bit, but she was still stubborn. "I run very fast too."
"Ah, is that so?" Bai You'an immediately reverted to his roguish demeanor. "Aren't I worried about you getting sick?"
Song Qingchao didn't want to talk anymore.
Being carried was fine.
After all, she wasn't at a disadvantage.
Suddenly, Chang Pinghe's voice was heard again, "My wife."
Song Qingchao and Bai You'an both stopped their bickering.
Something had indeed happened!
Song Qingchao wrapped her arms around Bai You'an's neck. "Run!"
Bai You'an didn't speak, his actions answering Song Qingchao.
Song Qingchao looked into the distance, at the top of the high city wall, on the watchtower, where Chang Pinghe was kneeling.
While comforting the woman lying on the ground, he turned his head to look for Bai You'an.
Seeing Bai You'an, his hands covered in blood, he immediately got up. "Please, please save her."
He was at a loss, not knowing what to do, his eyes filled with hope.
Bai You'an put Song Qingchao down, patted Chang Pinghe's shoulder, and lightly said, "Don't be nervous."
Then he rushed to his own battlefield.
This was the first time Song Qingchao had seen Bai You'an like this.
She had seen him in various states, but never this urgent.
She turned and walked backward, shouting loudly, "Don't worry, I will definitely find the medicine for you!"