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

It has become a hot topic among people after dinner.

Facing the surprised, curious, or scrutinizing glances from all around, Su Yu remained calm and his eyes were firm.

She thought to herself, "This is just the beginning. When I can truly cure Jiang Ziling's illness and get him to stand on his legs again, that will be the real shock and proof."

With this firm belief, she accelerated her car and rushed towards the familiar yet distant home.

From a distance, he saw a group of people gathered in front of the house. The noise was mixed with Zhao's anxious and slightly angry scolding. An ominous premonition came to his mind, and Su Yu's heart couldn't help but tighten.

When Mrs. He saw Su Yu driving back, she was too surprised to rush forward and said anxiously, "Oh, you're finally back. Something big happened at home!"

Su Yu's eyes were gentle yet worried, fixed on Sister Sun's face full of worry.

Her voice was full of sincere concern: "Sister Sun, is there any difficulty at home?"

Sister Sun’s sigh seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, and the wrinkles between her brows seemed to be carved by time.

Her worries were deeply portrayed: "Hey! You'd better go into the house and see for yourself to understand the twists and turns of this matter."

Su Yu couldn't help but feel puzzled. Even Sister Sun, who usually loved to join in the fun and get involved in everything, seemed so hesitant at this moment. She even seemed to have lost the courage to step into the courtyard.

At this moment, a sturdy middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and said to Su Yu helplessly, "Although Youfu has woken up, he has become dull and sluggish. When your mother-in-law heard the news, she was furious and almost out of control. She smashed your house to pieces, saying that it was you and Ziling who made the mistake and you had to bear the responsibility. We neighbors wanted to dissuade her, but she insisted that we all beat Youfu together and wanted everyone to take responsibility and give an explanation. You say, we were clearly helping to catch the thief, how can we let the blame be put on us so inexplicably?"

"Yes, Uncle Er is right. This matter really has nothing to do with us."

The people around expressed their agreement, and their words came one after another, full of dissatisfaction and grievance.

If Zhao came to make trouble every day, could we still live in peace? Thinking of this, everyone's heart sank.

An indescribable feeling surged in Su Yu's heart.

The news that Jiang Youfu was beaten stupid made her feel surprised and complicated, as if this was more difficult to deal with than losing him directly.

She suppressed the mixed feelings in her heart and firmly assured everyone: "Don't worry, this happened in my home, I will never let you get involved."

After hearing this, everyone's emotions finally eased a little, and a hint of relief appeared on their faces.

Uncle Jiang patted his chest and said to Su Yu, "You should go in and take a look. The house is a mess. Ziling has difficulty walking and can't handle it alone. Leave your horse to me. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Su Yu then asked, "What about the village director? Why doesn't he come to deal with this matter?"

At such a critical moment, an authoritative figure like the village chief is indeed needed to suppress Zhao, a difficult character.

Sister Sun took over the conversation and replied regretfully: "We have sent someone to invite the village director, but he went to the town today and is not in the village."

Su Yu sneered, his eyes revealing determination: "Even if the village chief is not here, justice is in the hearts of the people. Jiang Youfu broke into my house with a knife in the middle of the night, this is a well-known fact. Everyone acted in self-defense. No matter where you say it, the truth is on our side, and it is not something that the Zhao family can make a random conclusion on. "

After hearing Su Yu's words, everyone straightened their backs involuntarily and their confidence increased.

Su Yu's face was serious as he walked through the dense crowd and entered his own courtyard which had turned into a battlefield.

She secretly wondered what farce Zhao was planning this time.

As soon as I stepped through the door, what caught my eye was the mess of items in the house, nothing of which was spared from Zhao's anger.

And at the center of this storm, Zhao was standing on the threshold with her hands on her hips, launching a fierce verbal attack on Jiang Ziling, each word piercing like a sharp arrow.

"Do you really think you are great just because you have a wife? Why don't you take a piss and reflect on your own moral character? Which good daughter would fall in love with a loser like you? Now your wife has run away, and you and she have harmed Youfu like this. Let me tell you, she can run away, but you can't! I must teach you a lesson today and avenge Youfu. Let's see who dares to stop me!"

As Zhao's angry words fell, the broom in her hand swung towards Jiang Ziling like a storm.

Seeing this, the little girl Xier beside her turned pale with fright.

He rushed forward and hugged Zhao's trouser legs tightly with his tender hands, trying to stop the impending violence.

However, Zhao just gave a flick, and the thin Xier was thrown far away like a fallen leaf. The scene was instantly heartbreaking.

Su Yu and Jiang Ziling screamed at the same time and ran hurriedly towards Xier who had fallen to the ground.

However, Su Yu was too far away to catch the ball in time, and Jiang Ziling had difficulty walking.

Not only did he fail to catch the child, he almost fell down himself. The scene was filled with tension and chaos.

Xier's petite body fell heavily to the cold ground, with dust flying everywhere.

Her open little mouth was like that of a dying fish, trying hard to make a cry.

But he could only squeeze out a faint, inaudible breath, and tears welled up in his eyes.

But even her cries were strangled in her throat by fear, and her little face quickly turned an abnormal purple color, as if her life was slipping away from her bit by bit.

Su Yu became extremely anxious upon seeing this and moved closer almost as a reflex.

He pinched Xier's philtrum skillfully, and time seemed to stand still, with every second stretched into torture.

Finally, Xier's eyelids trembled slightly, and her breath gradually recovered. Then, her weak cries came out intermittently, touching the hearts of everyone present.

Feeling Su Yu's familiar embrace, Xier seemed to have grasped the most solid support. The grievance and fright made her instinctively snuggle up to him tightly, and her little hands grasped Su Yu's clothes and refused to let go.

Even though my father had vowed that the gentle and beautiful sister would definitely come back.

The seeds of uneasiness were still planted in Xier's young heart. She was afraid that this was just a short stay and Su Yu would disappear silently like in countless dreams before.

Jiang Ziling didn't care about his own embarrassment and stumbled to his feet.

Even though the pain in his ankle made it almost impossible for him to stand, his concerned eyes were only fixed on Xier.

He carefully took Xier from Su Yu's hands and carefully checked whether she was injured.

His eyes were full of anxiety and heartache. Those eyes that were usually calm and composed were now filled with the tenderness and tension unique to a father.