The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

"This... This is the contract I prepared strictly according to your instructions. It concerns the two rooms in the east wing and the two fertile lands at the foot of the back mountain. Everything has been drafted in accordance with the legal provisions."

There was a hint of nervousness in Jiang Xunzhong's words, and he handed the contract to Su Yu eagerly like a hot potato.

Su Yu reached out to take it, the contract lightly touched his fingertips, and the thin piece of paper seemed to carry a heavy promise.

She calmly put it in her arms, her eyes inadvertently swept over Jiang Xunzhong's figure still lingering at the door, and couldn't help but ask softly: "Besides delivering the contract, is there anything else that needs to be resolved?"

Jiang Xunzhong seemed to be hesitant to speak, his eyes flickering. It was obvious that what happened during the day made him extremely embarrassed. Now he came to Su Yu for help, with mixed feelings.

"She... is Zhao... her condition... is not good..."

His words were intermittent and incoherent, and it was obvious that he had difficulty expressing his difficulties.

Seeing this, Su Yu sat down at the table again, picked up the teapot, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, moistened his throat which was slightly dry from speaking, and then slowly spoke, his voice calm but resolute: "Let her come and plead with me in person."

Jiang Xunzhong looked even more embarrassed when he heard this. He knew Zhao's arrogant character very well. Asking her to humble herself and bow to this girl who had once been regarded as a servant was undoubtedly harder than climbing to the sky.

"You and I both heard about today's humiliation. I am not like Ziling who can endure humiliation. If she is unwilling to come and apologize in person, she will bear the consequences herself."

Su Yu's voice was cold and firm, and every word he spoke revealed his unquestionable attitude.

This time, Zhao had squandered the opportunity bought with all her family wealth. Now, she was determined to make Zhao understand that the gap between the superior and the inferior was not insurmountable, and she must sincerely repent in front of Jiang Ziling.

Jiang Xunzhong knew that he was powerless to dissuade her, so he had to return to the house in disappointment and discuss the matter with Zhao.

Su Yu got up and went to the kitchen to start boiling medicine for Zhao.

She knew that no one could truly ignore life and death, especially a calculating villain like Zhao, who would be afraid of death.

The residue of the medicine that had been boiled previously was still there. Because of the effect of the three-decocted Chinese medicine, she added water and boiled it again. The fire was lit, and the aroma of the medicine gradually filled the air.

Time passed quietly, but Zhao never showed up.

Su Yu seemed unusually calm, knowing full well that Zhao would not easily show up unless it was a desperate situation due to such humiliation.

She patiently filtered out the residue and let the liquid medicine cool slowly, then sat down beside Jiang Ziling and accompanied him until the night fell.

"She probably won't be here. You should go to bed early. There's no need to wait in vain."

Jiang Ziling comforted him softly, obviously not understanding why Su Yu was so insistent on this matter.

In his opinion, life and death of a person like Zhao is just a matter of words, so why should Ayu worry so much about it?

However, not long after, there was a slight noise coming from the door of Zhao's residence in the distance. Su Yu understood that it was the expected footsteps approaching.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her eyes were deep, waiting for that scene to come.

Finally, Jiang Xunzhong appeared in front of Jiang Ziling's door, supporting Zhao, who was wrapped in a thick quilt and walking unsteadily.

The arrogant woman in the past now seemed extremely weak, her voice low and trembling: "I was wrong during the day, I spoke without restraint, I... I came here to apologize to you... Please, don't take it to heart."

Su Yu sat upright, gently rotating the teacup in his hand, his eyes complex and deep. He did not say a word in response to Zhao's begging, but just stared at her quietly, as if he wanted to see through the other's soul.

Zhao felt the silent pressure and spoke again in despair: "Please, don't hold grudges, save me..."

Her heart trembled violently, as if an invisible cold wind had pierced her chest. From Jiang Xunzhong's low and somewhat reluctant tone, she gradually pieced together the blank memories of her coma.

It turned out that on that stormy night, when she fainted on the bed and the world was in darkness, it was Jiang Xunzhong who hurriedly sent her to the town's clinic, racing against death all the way.

Inside the clinic, the candlelight flickered. The doctor looked solemn and shook his head several times. Finally, he even sadly gave orders to prepare for the funeral.

She was totally unaware of all this until this moment when she woke up as if from a dream and realized that she had had a close brush with death.

The moment she learned the truth, a bone-chilling chill ran up her spine. She suddenly realized that what Su Yu said was true and that she was able to survive thanks to Su Yu's persistence and hard work.

A mixture of fear and gratitude made her face as pale as paper.

“When asking for help, you should have the attitude of asking for help.”

Su Yu's voice was calm but powerful enough to be ignored. Then his tone changed, like icicles in winter, harsh and stern. "Kneel down!"

The air around seemed to freeze at this sudden order, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

Zhao was struck by lightning. She stood there in a daze, unable to believe her ears.

This girl who used to be submissive to her actually asked her - Zhao, a person who always thought highly of herself, to kneel down?

She glared at Su Yu angrily, her eyes full of unwillingness and provocation, but she only got a cold sneer from the other party.

The pain in various parts of the body seemed to sense the owner's emotions and became more severe. Every breath was accompanied by a severe headache, and even simple movement and speech became a luxury of torture.

Finally, Zhao succumbed to the pain and humiliation, her teeth clenched tightly, her knees fell weakly to the ground, making a heavy sound, which was the sound of shattered dignity.

A satisfied smile appeared on Su Yu's lips. There were no outsiders here, so there was no need to hide his intentions.

She continued, "Now, let's talk about this. When Jiang Ziling injured his leg, did you ever ask a doctor to treat him?"

"when……"

Zhao was just about to admit it when her eyes accidentally met Jiang Ziling's complicated and pleading eyes. She felt a chill in her heart and stopped talking abruptly.

Su Yu keenly caught this subtle change and warned in a cold voice: "Zhao, you must know that Jiang Ziling is right in front of you, and every word you say will be heard by him. If you still try to deceive, I can guarantee that you will not see the sun tomorrow."

Faced with the choice between life and death, all of Zhao's resistance collapsed in an instant. With a trembling voice, she uttered two words humbly: "No... No!"

Jiang Xunzhong's face turned pale when he heard this, and he almost squeezed out a few words from the depths of his throat: "You vicious woman!"

Rage bubbling through him, making his hands shake uncontrollably.

Su Yu watched the scene indifferently, and was indifferent to Jiang Xunzhong's emotional outburst.

Her eyes were fixed on Zhao who was kneeling on the ground, and every word she said was weighty: "Zhao, if you still want to continue living, then kneel here and sincerely repent for all the evil deeds you have committed against Jiang Ziling in the past!"