Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

He Jie knew that the old man in front of her, with a wrinkled face, sharp eyes, and a serious demeanor, was none other than her grandfather, He Sen.

The tall, thin old woman standing beside him, who appeared to have bowlegs, was his grandmother, Madam Yang. Madam Yang had high cheekbones and looked like a formidable figure.

And then there's my second aunt, Liang, who pretends to care about me on the surface. She looks pretty, but she's not a good person at all.

Then there was Aunt Gao, standing at the back, who also had high cheekbones. She was the type to kill without a knife, and she also preferred to stay out of trouble, watching the show from behind.

As for his so-called father, he stood far away. His second uncle, He Zhu, and third uncle, He Shu, were also selfish, afraid that he would cause them trouble.

His stepmother, Li, looked like a giant millstone, her face filled with panic, and dared not step forward.

Wang looked at Zhao Lian with concern and said, "Zhao Lian, the village chief is here now, don't be afraid. Tell me quickly, did you fall down on your own, or did someone hit you?"

As she spoke, Wang stared intently at Li.

Feeling somewhat guilty under her gaze, Li immediately retorted angrily, "Wang, what do you mean? Do you think I hit her?"

Li glared at Zhao Lian, her eyes wide with fierceness, and said, "You brat, tell me in front of everyone, did you fall down on your own, or did I hit you?"

She didn't believe that Zhao Lian would dare to tell the truth.

He Jie looked at Li Shi in front of her, pretending to be terrified, and said with her shoulders hunched, "I dare not say."

"What are you afraid of? The village chief will stand up for you," the village chief said, patting his chest.

He had always disliked Li Shi, who was always abusing the children, and he had turned a blind eye to it before.

But things are different now. Now that things have gotten so big, we should take this opportunity to teach her a lesson.

And then there's He Sen and Old Yang, the old couple who indulged their daughter-in-law in abusing their granddaughter, something he had long since come to disapprove of.

The second wife, Madam Liang, coaxed him, asking, "Zhaolian, tell me quickly, was it your second mother who hit you?"

He Jie pretended to be straightforward and said, "Second Aunt, how did you know?" After saying that, she quickly covered her mouth again.

Then, feigning innocence, she said to her stepmother, Li, "Second Aunt, I didn't say anything. It was all Second Aunt who said it."

"You wretched girl!" Li cursed through gritted teeth. And that second wife, Liang, was clearly trying to make things difficult for her.

"Li, what exactly happened?" The village chief glared at Li coldly. "If you don't give me a reason, I'm going to report you to the authorities and say that your stepmother abused her daughter to the point of death."

Li's face immediately fell, crying out, "Village chief, I'm innocent!"

Liang watched with schadenfreude.

He Sen frowned and said, "Village chief, this is our family matter."

"Humph!"

Village Chief Fu snorted coldly: "You are villagers of Datian, under my jurisdiction. If someone dies, the county magistrate will blame me for not managing things properly."

Zhao Lian then spoke up: "Village chief, don't blame Second Aunt. It's all my fault. I was supposed to fetch water to cook at home."

"But when we got to the door, I spilled all the water, which is why my second aunt got angry and slapped me. I accidentally fell on the stone."

Originally, Zhao Lian didn't want to plead for her stepmother, but she thought that her stepmother would hate her even more if she did, and besides, she was still young.

So, I'll go around in circles, scare her first, and then plead for her. I'm still so young, and my body needs time to recover, so I need to be submissive and yield a bit, since I'll still have to rely on them in the future.

Upon hearing Zhao Lian's words, Li nodded repeatedly: "Yes, village chief, you said that no one would beat a naughty child. I was just angry and furious."

Wang knew that she could only scare her a little; if something really happened to her, the children would be in trouble, and she didn't have the ability to help them.

He chimed in, "What Madam Li said is right. If a child doesn't do something right, they'll get scolded."

"How about this, Madam Li, you should quickly invite Doctor Liang over to take a look at Zhaolian."

The village chief knew he couldn't actually report it to the authorities; he just wanted to scare the He family so they would behave themselves in the future.

Village Chief Fu nodded and said, "Yes! You should go and invite Doctor Liang over quickly. If Zhao Lian is alright, then this matter will be over."

Li quickly called out to He Mu, who was standing to the side, "Father, hurry up and go fetch Doctor Liang."

When Liang heard this, she was dumbfounded. The money spent on hiring a doctor came from everyone's pockets.

Liang said loudly to her father-in-law, He Sen, "Father, it will cost a lot of money to hire a doctor. Our family doesn't have that kind of money. If you ask me, the eldest son's family should pay for it!"

"Shut up!" He Sen said coldly. "Boss, quickly call Doctor Liang." He Sen said coldly to He Mu beside him.

"Oh, oh, I'll go right now!" He Mu finally realized.

Seeing her father-in-law was angry, Madam Liang didn't dare to say anything more, after all, she had said enough today.

The village chief told everyone to disperse, stop watching the commotion, and go about their business. The entire He family returned to their house.

Soon, Doctor Liang was invited back. After listening to He Mu's explanation, Doctor Liang understood what to do and knew which medicine to get.

He gathered some liniments and, carrying his medicine box, hurried over with He Mu.

Before entering, Dr. Liang saw the stone in front of the courtyard gate and a pool of blood on the ground, although the blood had seeped into the mud. It was still a shocking sight.

Doctor Liang couldn't help but gasp. It was clear that Zhao Lian had lost a lot of blood, and the little girl's life was probably in danger.

Dr. Liang entered the room with a nervous heart and saw Zhao Lian, a seven-year-old girl who was pale and thin due to long-term malnutrition.

In addition, she has lost a lot of blood, so her face is a bit pale.

Judging from the scene alone, Dr. Liang believes that even an adult, let alone a child, could potentially die from excessive blood loss.

But when he examined Zhao Lian's wounds, he was still shocked.

Zhao Lian had a large hole, about four or five centimeters long, on the back of her head. Such a large hole, especially on the back of the head, should theoretically be very difficult to stop the bleeding from.

Despite losing so much blood, Zhao Lian's face was a little pale, but her pulse showed no other abnormalities.

Moreover, the wound has begun to stop bleeding, and the blood that had flowed out earlier has gradually congealed, with the blood and hair stuck together, along with some debris.

He was quite surprised; Zhao Lian was really lucky to have survived.

Dr. Liang knew that the blood had already congealed and the bleeding had stopped, so it was impossible to pull on the wound any further.

Otherwise, the wound may bleed again. However, if such a wound is not cleaned properly, it may become infected and endanger life.

Cleaning the wound is a bit tricky, but there's no other way right now, so we can only leave it to fate.

Doctor Liang instructed Li that Zhaolian should not do any heavy work in the next few days, and that the wound should not get wet.

Although Li was unwilling, she had no choice but to reluctantly agree with the village chief present.

She also knew that this was a sensitive time, and if anything happened to Zhao Lian, the blame would fall on her.

In addition, Dr. Liang prescribed several doses of medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, which he gave to Zhao Feng so that she could brew it for her younger sister.