Reborn at 60: I Helped My Sister Get Rich Starting from Hunting

"Fortunately, they are all superficial injuries. There may be a small amount of bleeding in the internal organs, but it should not be life-threatening... I need to go back and observe them further."

The doctor is also over fifty years old. He had his youthful impetuosity, and he could understand the occasional physical altercations between the young people in the village.

But the person brought in this time was indeed seriously injured, and seeing such a large group of people standing outside the clinic, he couldn't help but say a few more words.

"In the dead of winter, most people don't even want to leave their homes. What did they do to deserve this?"

“He didn’t break any bones this time, but these superficial injuries won’t heal quickly. He’ll need to stay in bed for at least a few days before he can get up.”

"Farmers rely on their own hands and feet to make a living; their health is their greatest asset."

"If we crack down even harder, we won't be able to work next spring, and who knows how many important production projects will be delayed!"

Zhang Haiquan stood with his hands behind his back, looking unwell.

He saw that the man who had been beaten had eyes swollen like walnuts, and it was clear that he had been crying for quite a long time.

"Tell me, what exactly happened last night?"

The man lying on the bed had a hoarse voice, and his nose felt like it was stuffed with cotton, making his voice muffled.

"Captain! You must seek justice for me!"

"That wolf was clearly hunted by me and Zhang Si's family together! But then people from Wulipu came running up from behind with guns, insisting that they were the ones who shot the wolf!"

"They shot the wolf dead with two shots...and wanted to take the wolf meat, not giving us a single piece! Listen to me, I was the one who surrounded the wolf, so I should get a share...and they said they would kill me to shut me up forever!"

Zhang Haiquan's heart pounded as he listened.

Murder and robbery!

What has this become?!

Is this still the same simple and honest good farmer?

These are nothing but robbers and bandits!

Zhang Haiquan has already made a nine-tenths judgment on this matter.

However, he still insisted on visiting the last family.

Before leaving the clinic, Zhang Haiquan paid the medical bills for the injured person.

"Please take good care of the person, doctor. I'm going to sort out the discipline issues in the brigade!"

The doctor sighed, "Go ahead, go ahead, your job isn't easy either..."

Zhang Haiquan emerged from the clinic with a livid face.

He immediately launched into a tirade against the group of people outside: "The doctor said it's lucky he's young and healthy, otherwise he would have been beaten to death!"

The people of Wulipu remained silent.

Zhang Haiquan then looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang remained expressionless and said, "We were indeed too late! By the time we arrived, they had already been beaten! If we hadn't heard some people say they were going to kill them to cover their tracks... we wouldn't have been so reckless, knowing they had guns, and still rushing forward!"

As he spoke, he scratched his forehead, intentionally or unintentionally, emphasizing the large, swollen bump on his temple.

Zhang Haiquan was so angry that his chest hurt.

"I don't want to hear any of you speak right now!"

"Next, come with me to the last shop and ask!"

"Anyone who utters a single extra word without my orders will have their entire village punished with a gun!"

"Let's see how much inventory you have that I can fine you!"

This warning silenced everyone.

The group quickly arrived at the other house that had been attacked.

The family was also busy in the yard.

Before they even entered the door, they could hear the sound of chopping wood.

But when they went inside, they found that the person chopping wood was a boy who was only eleven or twelve years old.

The child was thin and emaciated. Even though he was wearing several layers of clothes, his gaunt face still gave people the impression that he might be blown away by the wind at any moment.

Zhang Haiquan asked the boy, "Wu Mao, where's your brother Si Mao?"

The boy named Wu Mao put down his machete and glanced blankly toward the inner room.

"He's probably still asleep. He went on patrol last night, and I don't know when he got back."

Zhang Haiquan pushed Wu Mao along, saying, "You made such a loud noise chopping wood and didn't wake him up, don't you think that's strange? Go check on him!"

Wu Mao still looked as sluggish as ever, and went inside to shake his brother.

However, Simao lay limp and unresponsive.

Zhang Yang came along this time because Gao Wu carried Simao back last night.

At the time, Gao Wen also checked on Simao and said that he had just fainted and should be fine.

Looking at it now... it seems like there are no vital signs?!

"Simao!" Zhang Yang shouted.

The man with the mole in Wulipu chuckled.

He pointed to his mouth and then gestured in the air as if he were holding a gun, meaning that Zhang Yang had broken the rules and spoken out, and they were now short one gun!

However, Zhang Yang ignored the smug look on the man's face.

His only worry was whether Simao was still alive!

Zhang Haiquan also noticed that something was wrong with Si Mao.

Who sleeps like a lump of mud?

Everyone hurriedly went to shake Si Mao.

Gao Wen, being experienced, pinched Simao's philtrum hard with his thumb and then checked his breath with his hand.

"The person is still alive, but they probably won't wake up for a while. We don't know if they were hit in the head."

"Was it like this last night?" Zhang Haiquan questioned Zhang Yang and the others.

Zhao Dong replied, "Yes, Captain! He was already unconscious when we rescued him! I thought he was only unconscious for a short while, so I carried him home, but he's still not awake..."

"Take him to the clinic right away!"

Early in the morning, two people were carried to the clinic from Zhangjiatun.

The medical staff inside and outside the clinic were all curious: What exactly happened?

After the doctor finished examining Simao's injuries, the atmosphere at the clinic became even more somber.

"He has probably injured his brain, affecting his nerves! There are two lumps on the back of his head, which should indicate bruising."

Zhang Wumao noticed something was wrong at home and came over.

Upon hearing the doctor's words, the young man lost his composure, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, nearly fainting.

"Look at the mess your two militia squads have made!" Zhang Haiquan angrily rebuked.

But now even cursing doesn't work.

The doctor removed his mask and said to Zhang Haiquan earnestly:

"This is a matter of life and death! We need to get him to the county immediately! We need to have his brain checked with instruments to determine the exact condition!"

Zhang Wumao, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly woke up at this moment.

"I have to save my brother! Even if I have to be sold, I have to save him! That's how my father died, I can't let my brother die like that!!!"

Zhang Wumao's tiny body, as small as a fire poker, emitted a cry that sounded like both crying and laughing.

Everyone present fell silent.

I won't even go into how difficult it was to get to the county for medical treatment.

Once we get to the county hospital, any equipment they use will cost a fortune!

If the examination reveals a complex situation, the costs will likely be far greater than what they can currently imagine...