It's hard for my elder sister. I rely on the mountains to farm and pay off my debts.

Just at this time, the Song clan leader drove an ox cart and led Yang and Doctor Zheng to rush over.

When Chief Song stopped the ox cart, Yang didn't care about anything else and jumped out and ran to her husband.

Just now, Erji came to her and told her that her husband fell from the roof and seemed to have injured his arm, and asked her to go back quickly and call Doctor Zheng.

Her eyes went dark and she almost fell down.

Fortunately, her son who was standing behind her helped her up, and she was able to stabilize herself.

Although she really wanted to check on her husband's condition, she was afraid of delaying his recovery.

She asked her two children to follow the officer, while she gritted her teeth and rushed back desperately.

After running back to the village, Yang did not dare to disturb her mother-in-law and went straight to find Doctor Zheng.

Fortunately, Dr. Zheng was not seeing patients at that time.

Doctor Zheng listened to Yang's story and looked at her running with a pale face.

He reminded her, "In order not to waste time, you should go to the clan leader's house and borrow an ox cart. That way we can go faster."

Yang didn't think of these things at the time. After hearing this, she turned around and ran to the house of Patriarch Song.

Patriarch Song was also thinking about Dashan's affairs today. When he heard what Yang said, he asked his son to harness the ox cart without saying a word and took his men to the farm.

Only with a car could Yang rush back so quickly.

She rushed forward in a hurry and saw her husband leaning in her son's arms with a pale face.

Her eyes couldn't help but turn red, but she uttered a complaint, "You...can't you be more careful? How could such a big person fall off the roof?"

Song Youshan remained silent.

Song Ping, however, explained for his father: "Mom, Dad was plotted against!"

Yang's eyes widened instantly. Before she could ask further questions, Song Zhi said, "Aunt, Doctor Zheng is here. Let her take a look at Uncle's injuries first."

Yang suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, Doctor Zheng, could you please take a look at Dashan's injury and see if it's serious?"

Doctor Zheng nodded reassuringly, then stepped forward and asked, "Where do you feel unwell?"

Song Youshan endured the pain and answered with difficulty: "My arm... my arm hurts a lot."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Zheng's eyes fell on Song Youshan's arm, which was obviously dislocated.

He first looked at it carefully, then reached out and gently touched the dislocated arm, carefully feeling the correct position of the dislocated joints.

He then withdrew his hand and said, "It's a fracture."

Yang licked her lips nervously and said, "Doctor Zheng, is it possible to cure it?"

Doctor Zheng nodded. "Fortunately, the displacement isn't that significant. I'll put it back in place."

After saying this, he looked up and instructed the villagers, "Please go find us some branches that are evenly thick and hard."

The second and third auspicious numbers here are familiar.

Upon hearing this, he turned around and walked towards a place. After a while, he came back with a few branches that met the requirements.

Doctor Zheng took the branch and then ordered several people to hold down Song Youshan's hands and feet.

He then squatted down and said soothingly: "Dashan, it may be a little painful next, just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Song Youshan gritted his teeth and nodded to show that he was ready.

Seeing this, Dr. Zheng quickly and accurately grasped Song Youshan's arms with both hands and began a series of pushing and pulling movements.

His technique seemed gentle, but it actually contained hidden strength. With the gentle push of his hands, the dislocated hand bones seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and gradually returned to their original position.

With a slight "click" sound, the dislocated hand bones returned to their original place.

Song Youshan was sweating profusely from the pain, and his face became visibly paler.

Seeing this, Doctor Zheng moved faster. He immediately picked up a branch and began to fix Song Youshan's arm.

With skillful techniques, he fixed the branch on the affected area, then took out a strip of cloth from the medicine box and tied it tightly to ensure that the arm would not move during the recovery period.

"Okay, the arm is fixed."

Doctor Zheng stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead as he spoke. "The conditions are simple, so we'll just have to make do with this for now. I'll replace the wooden planks and fix them for you when we get back."

Yang hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Doctor Zheng."

She turned to look at her husband, "Does it still hurt?" Song Youshan shook his head, "Much better."

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

After fixing the arm, Dr. Zheng did not leave immediately, but carefully checked whether Song Youshan had any other injuries.

Because he rolled down from the roof and the branches took some of the force off him, in addition to bruises, he also had several wounds on his body caused by scratches from the branches. Although they were not deep, they still needed proper treatment.

He took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and handed it to Yang, carefully instructing her,

"Although these wounds are not fatal, they must be treated with care. When you return, wash the wounds with clean water first, then apply this wound medicine. Change it once a day, and they will heal soon."

Mrs. Yang was extremely grateful to Doctor Zheng for saving her husband, and she thanked him repeatedly, "Doctor Zheng, how about this consultation fee?"

"There's no rush for this. Let's talk about it after we get back."

At this time, Li Wen saw that the other party's injuries had been treated, so he stepped forward and said to Song Zhi: "I need to take the people back to the county government office first, and your eldest brother needs to come with us."

"As for your uncle, since he's injured, he should return home to recuperate. When summoned by the Lord, he will come forward and explain the whole story."

Song Zhi knew that as one of the victims, her uncle really needed to go to the government office. Now that the other party had agreed, she naturally agreed.

Li Wen waved his hand, signaling his colleagues to take the people away.

Seeing the officers about to leave, the tenants who had not been deliberately persecuted stepped forward at a loss, and asked in a trembling voice: "Officer...what about us? What should we do?"

Li Wen thought for a moment and asked, "You haven't made any mistakes. The Wang family won't make things difficult for you."

Having said that, after seeing the way the farm manager behaved, the tenants were unwilling to stay and work there anymore.

Someone said, "Officer, we want to go home, but we haven't received our wages yet."

Someone spoke up, and the others echoed in unison.

Li Wen frowned and glanced at the manager lying on the ground, wondering whether he should let this man pay the tenants' wages first.

So he asked, "How much wages have you not received?"

"I have two months' wages."

"I have March's wages."

“I haven’t been able to get it in the past six months.”

“…”

Li Wen was furious.

He made the final decision, "The Wang family owes you a lot of wages. So if you want to leave, go home first. I will report to the master and collect your wages. You can come to the county government office tomorrow at 9:00 PM to collect them."

After saying this, he counted the number of people who owed wages, then waved his hand, signaling his colleagues to take the manager and others away.

The old woman and the steward, who were lying on the ground like dead dogs, were lifted up by the arms by the tenants and dragged all the way back to the county government office.