Concubine is crazy

Chapter 746
"Wei Young, get out of the car quickly, maybe Uncle woke up again! Hurry up!"

Ping Yao didn't bother to lock the car, opened the door and ran.

Weiyang's short legs couldn't catch up with Pingyao, Pingyao went into the room on the second floor, and he only ran halfway.

However, what awaits Pingtiao is the family doctor's deep apology.

"Ping Yao, we did our best, but he suddenly suffered from multiple organ failure, and there is nothing we can do. My condolences."

The family doctor was found for her by another Pingyao. She has no medical skills. Although this is not a hospital, the monitoring equipment in all aspects is first-class equipment airlifted from the United States. That Pingyao also hopes that she can go back as soon as possible and get happiness.

Who would have thought...

"No! No way! Save him quickly! Save him!!"

Ping Yao suddenly frantically tugged at the family doctor's collar, her eyes were so red that she wanted to tear the family doctor apart.

"Ping Yao, don't be like this. I know it's hard for you to accept, but..."

Another Pingyao rushed over and hugged her hastily.Her current identity is Ping Yao's former identity in modern times, forensic doctor Mo Yao.It's just that she is no longer a forensic doctor, but she has created a new set of flat embroidery stitch embroidery by herself, the first generation successor.

"If you die again, how can Wei Young and I have a chance to go back?"

Ping Yao broke away from everyone and rushed in.

Inside the house, the breathing was weak again, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

He can finally meet again.Five years of lying down is enough.

"Come again, tell me, how can I go back? Tell me..."

After being in a coma for five years, only at this moment did she show signs of waking up, but she could only open her eyes without making any sound.

"You must not die, you tell me, what should I do?"

Pingyao shouted in dismay, at this moment, it is all her and Wei Young's hope to come back again.

"lamp……"

Suddenly, a hoarse cry came from Zhonglai's mouth.

"lamp?"

Ping Yao was stunned.

"Mommy, is this the lamp that Uncle Zhonglai is talking about?" Wei Yang followed Zhonglai's gaze and looked over, and there was an octagonal table lamp quietly placed in a corner of the living room.

"This desk lamp... looks familiar."

When Ping Yao was in a daze, her heart stopped beating again.

Seeing all the doctors and nurses busy resuscitating Zhonglai, she was dragged out of the room by Mo Yao.

After 10 minutes, the rescue failed again and he died officially.

Ping Yao stood there in a daze, and the octagonal table lamp flashed repeatedly in her mind.

"I see!"

She stood up suddenly and ran towards the door quickly.

"Ping Yao, where are you going?"

"Mummy!"

Mo Yao and Wei Young chased after her.

However, she quickly jumped into the car.

"Help me take care of Wei Young, I'll be back soon."

After the words fell, Ping Yao started the car and quickly turned around and left.

Mo Yao led Wei Young and watched the car leave with worries in his eyes.

"Pingyao, be careful."

……

One month later, Zhe Town, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River,
"Pingyao, are you sure that the place where you were entertained for the first time again is here?"

Looking at the picturesque town in front of him, Mo Yao was very curious.

"When I came here for the first time, I clearly remembered the pattern of the archway here and this pavilion. Although the courtyard has changed, I can recognize the topography. It's just that those octagonal pots are gone... "

On the day of Chonglai's death, Pingtiao left the villa and went to the museum to find historical records about octagonal jars.Later, relying on his own memory, he described the place where he met Chonglai again, and Mo Yao helped her find Zhezhen.

And Zhezhen did unearth octagonal jars many years ago, about a thousand pieces.

Each jar has a specific symbol on it. Pingyao remembers that when she and Mo Yao took out the jar again, the symbol on it was 1997, but there are more than 1000 jars unearthed, but there is no 1997 mark.

She had no choice but to come here and continue searching.

(End of this chapter)