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

Su Yu raised her eyebrows with an innocent smile on her lips: "Who knows? When I was wearing a white dress with my hair flying in the night wind, Zhao suddenly opened the door. Maybe my appearance was too abrupt and frightened her to the point of falling. Therefore, I guess that the so-called 'encountering a ghost' experience she mentioned was probably referring to my accidental appearance that time."

She shrugged casually, as if she was narrating a trivial matter that had nothing to do with her.

When Jiang Ziling heard this, the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably, and he was almost suffocated by this sudden humor.

However, a sudden pain came from his injured leg. Apparently, his laughter had hurt the wound, forcing him to grit his teeth. His expression hovered between pain and humor, which aroused people's sympathy and laughter.

"If you have done nothing wrong, why would you be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night? I guess Zhao has done too many wrong things in her daily life, so she mistook me for a ghost. In the final analysis, this is her own fault."

Su Yu spoke in a calm tone, with a hint of philosophy in his words.

Jiang Ziling slowly adjusted his breathing, the waves in his heart gradually calmed down, and he nodded in agreement: "That makes sense."

Su Yu's eyes fell on his inconvenient leg, and his brows knitted slightly: "Your leg, after another seven days of recuperation, you should be able to try to walk. I have to prepare a pair of crutches for you as soon as possible. Remember when you were injured a few years ago, you didn't use crutches to assist?"

Jiang Ziling recalled that time, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face: "I used it. It was made by my father himself, but it was later used as firewood by the Zhao family."

When he mentioned this, there was both regret and helplessness in his tone.

Upon hearing this, Su Yu was furious and secretly cursed Zhao's cruelty and ruthlessness. It seemed that everything she did was just to harm others without benefiting herself.

What’s even more infuriating is that Jiang Ziling’s father turned a blind eye to all this and allowed his son to be treated like this. He couldn’t even provide the most basic protection. It’s really disheartening.

Seeing Su Yuyi's indignant look, Jiang Ziling quickly comforted her: "Forget it, it's also thanks to her taking away my crutches that I was forced to learn to walk without assistance, although my steps are still a little unsteady."

"How can this be possible! Just wait, I will ask your father to make another one for me, and see who dares to have evil thoughts this time."

Su Yu was determined and walked out the door with big strides after he finished speaking.

At this time, Jiang Xunzhong was busy repairing the broken door of Fang Qin's house, while Fang Qin was sitting at the table with the baby in her arms, looking dazed, as if she had not yet recovered from the previous shock.

Su Yu walked straight to Jiang Xunzhong and raised her voice and said, "I'm treating Jiang Ziling's leg injury. He can't walk on his own yet. Since you can make a crutch, make another one for him. I'll see who dares to snatch it and burn it!" There was a hint of provocation in her words, and she deliberately let her voice drift around. Unfortunately, Zhao was already immersed in a dream at this moment, unaware of everything around her.

Ever since the fourth girl confirmed that there was no evil spirit in her body, she let down her psychological defenses and slept peacefully, mistakenly believing that she was just suffering from a common cold and would recover as long as she sweated, without having to go to the town's clinic and waste money.

At this moment, Zhao was deeply in a dream and was unaware of everything around him.

"Heal...heal that leg?"

Jiang Xunzhong was stunned, his face full of disbelief.

Su Yu nodded affirmatively: "Yes, what else can I do..."

Jiang Xunzhong was shocked, with a spark of hope in his eyes: "Can Ziling's leg really be cured?"

"Of course he can. It was because he didn't seek medical treatment in time that he got sick. Although he needs to have his bones reconnected now, the process will be extremely painful, far more painful than the initial injury. As a father, how can you be so cruel as not to find a cure for him?"

There was a hint of blame in Su Yu's words, and he couldn't help but reveal his dissatisfaction with Jiang Xunzhong's actions.

Jiang Xunzhong was struck by lightning when he heard this: "What? I didn't hire a curator for Ziling?" He seemed extremely shocked, and his voice was full of confusion.

Su Yu's heart skipped a beat. This sudden denial caught her off guard. How could Jiang Ziling lie? This was totally irrational.

She hesitated for a moment, but nodded. "Isn't that right? Ziling told me himself that he lay in bed for several months before gradually recovering."

After hearing this, Jiang Xunzhong dropped the tools in his hands without saying a word, rushed into the house, and pulled up the sleeping Zhao. Obviously, a heated conversation about the truth was about to take place.

Zhao felt as if her body was being burned by fire, the heat permeating every inch of her skin from the inside out. Her head seemed to be weighed down by a thousand pounds, her thoughts were in a mess, and she wanted to vent the anger in her chest, but she couldn't even muster the most basic strength. She could only weakly squeeze out a sentence: "What's wrong? Am I going to die?"

Jiang Xunzhong's voice echoed in the room, mixed with anger that could not be ignored: "Tell me the truth... Did you ever hire a curator for Ziling back then?!"

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding suddenly in Zhao's heart. She seemed to be awakened by cold water and her consciousness suddenly recovered.

Her eyes flickered, and her voice was filled with a bit of vigilance and surprise: "Why are you yelling? How could you not find him? If you hadn't asked the curator, how could Ziling be alive today?"

"Then his legs..."

Before Jiang Xunzhong could finish his words, he was interrupted anxiously by Zhao.

"Didn't I tell you that he was so badly injured that even the most famous curator couldn't do anything about it?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of anxiety in Zhao's tone.

"If you really invited the curator, how come Ziling didn't know anything about it?"

Jiang Xunzhong continued to pursue the matter, his tone full of confusion and suspicion.

When Zhao heard this, anger instantly surged in her heart: "Oh, he was unconscious at that time, how could he know these things. What do you mean, are you doubting me?" There was a hint of accusation and grievance in her tone.

Jiang Xunzhong was choked by this sudden question. He hesitated for a long time before squeezing out a word: "I..."

Su Yu, who was standing aside, had a look of disdain in his eyes.

She originally thought that Jiang Xunzhong would be different, but she didn't expect that after a few arguments, he was easily controlled by Zhao again.

Su Yu didn't buy Zhao's excuses. She smiled coldly and directly exposed the lies: "What's the name of the so-called director? Tell me, who is this quack doctor who can't even cure ordinary fractures?"

Zhao responded quickly, appearing confident: "Have you ever heard of Director Liu of the Xuanhu Clinic? His medical skills are well-known far and wide. How can a little girl casually question them?"

Her answer was fluent and confident, and on the surface there was no flaw at all, but the truth behind it was obviously not that simple.

Su Yu raised a cold smile