A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

The people outside the house said stubbornly: "Just like Xiaoqing's father, I have a big gash on my back, and the blood is not stopping! Doctor Song, please help me!"

Song Qinghan put his hand on the door latch. He felt strange no matter how he heard it. After thinking for a while, he continued to ask: "Which family do you belong to? Why didn't anyone accompany you here?"

The man said vaguely: "It's from the family at the head of the village. There is no one at home, so I came alone. Don't worry, Doctor Song, I brought money!"

The one in the village?If Song Qinghan hadn't accompanied Wu Dahu to deliver the fabric yesterday, maybe he would have taken it seriously, but it's a pity...

"Oh? But the eldest son of the old Xu family in the village?" He asked calmly.

The person outside almost couldn't wait to respond: "Yes, yes, it's me, Doctor Song, open the door!"

Song Qinghan put down his hands, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said calmly: "That's really embarrassing, our family has enmity with your Xu family, so you can fend for yourself outside!"

After finishing speaking, he returned to the room without looking back, and was indifferent to howling people outside.

What old Xu's family, there is no one with the surname Xu from the beginning to the end of the village, so I really think he is easy to deceive!

After a while, the people outside probably realized that there was no hope, and suddenly there was no movement, as if they had left.

After half a stick of incense time passed, the door was knocked again, this time it sounded much softer, Song Qinghan's heart moved, and he asked, "Who is it?"

A hearty male voice came from outside, and said with a smile: "Dahu's clothes are ready. Afraid of delaying time, Grandpa Qin entrusted me to deliver them. Is it Mr. Dahu? Please open the door and pick them up."

Song Qinghan put his hand on the door latch, and when he was about to open the door, he suddenly became more thoughtful and asked, "Is that green dress not faded? I don't know if it will match Dug's complexion?"

Seeing that he hadn't opened the door yet, the people outside hesitated for a while, and replied vaguely: "Ah, it's not lost, Duhu must look good in it!"

"Really? He's so dark, can he look good in green clothes?"

Song Qinghan folded his arms and said with a sneer.

The person outside hardly hesitated, and said affirmatively: "Of course it looks good! Green shows spirit!"

After confirming that the other party's identity was fake, Song Qinghan turned around angrily, yawned and said, "I'm sorry, I suddenly think he's very ugly in green clothes, take it back and wear it yourself, and treat it as a gift." is you."

After returning to the room, Song Qinghan lay on the bed, covered his ears with a pillow, and let the people outside ignore what he said.

But today is really strange, who wants to knock on his door so much?

He thought for a while, and realized that he had offended quite a few people, and it was really too difficult to target one of them.

Fortunately, as long as he doesn't open the door, nothing will happen, just wait for Dumb to come back at noon.

Just when he was drowsy, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

He got angry and turned over. Just as he was about to go back to sleep, he heard someone outside yelling, "Master Dahu! Something happened to Dahu! Open the door quickly!"

Although he knew that these words might be deceiving again, he still couldn't help turning over and getting out of bed, walked to the courtyard gate, and asked, "What's going on? What's wrong with Dahu?"

A bloody garment was thrown in from the top suddenly, and fell right at Song Qinghan's feet.

"Dahu was scratched by the blind Xiongzi in the mountain, and now he is unconscious. Mr. Dahu, don't you have medical skills? Let's see what to do!" The people outside shouted.

Bear blind?Song Qinghan thought of the cause of Wu Dahu's father's death, his heart trembled, and he looked down at the clothes at his feet.

After a while, the courtyard door was opened, and the people outside were overjoyed, and rushed towards Song Qinghan, shouting: "Big Hufu Lang! I'll take you there!"

A wooden stick as thick as a fist suddenly hit the back of the man's head, and with a "plop", the man lay on the ground in a "big" shape, unconscious.

Song Qinghan looked at the dagger in the man's hand, feeling a little scared in his heart.

If he really opened the door unsuspectingly, one can imagine what would happen.

Who on earth had such a big enmity with him, to the point of paying for murder?

There was a sudden sound of footsteps in his ears, and his heart moved, and he shouted: "Help, help, let me go!"

A figure suddenly jumped in and shouted: "Big Husband! What are you doing..."

Xiang Tiange opened his mouth wide, looked at the picture in front of him in disbelief, and swallowed the second half of the words.

Mei Xilin came in behind him and was blocked by him. He didn't have time to see the scene in the courtyard, so he scolded directly: "I never thought you would do such a thing that violates morals! Today we will teach Duhu a lesson... …”

He finally walked to Xiang Tiange's side, and was forced to stop talking by the scene in front of him, almost biting off his tongue.

Wu Pinglang was the last one. After seeing the man who was tied up on the ground, he frowned and looked at Song Qinghan, and asked, "Da Hufulang, what's going on? Who is he?"

Song Qinghan was about to speak when he saw a familiar figure outside the courtyard, smiled and said, "Since everyone is here, let me start from the beginning."

Wu Dahu walked in quickly, frowned and looked at the man on the ground, waiting for Song Qinghan to speak.

Song Qinghan recounted the process of knocking on the door three times, and finally pointed to the bloody coat and said, "To tell you the truth, I'm still sensitive to the smell of blood. I almost believed it, but if Dahu was really caught by Xiong Xiazi, how could he not bleed?"

There was a crack in the expression on Mei Xilin's face, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He was the one who came up with the idea of ​​the chicken blood, and he even provided the two chickens. I thought it was safe, but I didn't expect Song Qinghan to recognize the source of the blood!

He gritted his teeth and said: "Who knows if what you said is true or not? Maybe you framed him?"

Song Qinghan said to Wu Pinglang with a calm face, "This is the village chief, right? I don't know why you came here suddenly?"

Wu Pinglang looked at Xiang Tiange hesitantly, and said honestly: "Brother Xiang said that he found evidence that you had an affair with others, and let me come here to make decisions for Dahu."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, Xiang Tiange coughed in embarrassment, and said under pressure: "Uh, that, I saw a strange man walking towards Da Hu's house, and accidentally misunderstood... .”

A chill flashed across Song Qinghan's eyes, and he sneered and said, "Oh? If a strange man walks towards our house, it can be taken as evidence of my affair? What the village chief Fu Lang said just now is also very interesting. I am a pregnant man. What does a big man do? Besides, is he a fool? Sent to my door to frame me?"

Xiang Tiange and Mei Xilin looked at each other, and both felt that the current situation was a bit tricky.

Wu Pinglang is not a fool either. When he saw the nervous expressions of Xiang Tiange and Mei Xilin, he connected the things together and thought about it, and he knew that there must be something strange in it.

The man on the ground suddenly snorted unconsciously, as if he was about to wake up.

Song Qinghan suddenly clasped his fists and said to Wu Pinglang: "I don't know if the village chief can move into the room, but let him tell the truth about the matter himself, how about it?"

Wu Pinglang agreed without much hesitation, and took away the awkward Meixilin by the way.

Xiang Tiange saw Wu Pinglang standing at the door of the room, looking at him with scrutiny, knowing that he couldn't stay to remind him, so he walked into the room with a depressed face.

After the three of them entered the room, Song Qinghan motioned to Wu Dahu to pick up the man's dagger.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and seeing Song Qinghan's face suddenly, he jumped up angrily and shouted: "You little bitch! How dare you hit your grandpa!"

Song Qinghan took a few steps back, and said with a sneer: "Who made your deception so clumsy? The patient can't pretend well, the lie can't be rounded up, and you can't even distinguish chicken blood from human blood. It's really pitiful."

Agitated by his words, the blue veins on the man's forehead popped up, and he said angrily: "I didn't expect you, a little bitch, to be so hard to deceive. Although I wasted two rounds of effort, luckily the third round finally succeeded. Do you think these broken ropes can tie me up?"

As soon as the words fell, the man struggled violently, and even forcibly tore off the rope from his body.

Wu Dahu, who was hiding at the side, saw that the situation was not good, so he jumped out quickly, pressed the man to the ground, pressed the dagger to his throat, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why did you appear in my house?"

The man was startled, as if he didn't expect Wu Dahu to come back so early. After sensing the threat from the cold blade, his aura suddenly weakened, but he said without any fear: "Hurry up!" Let me go! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude! I’m here to have an affair with your husband!”

Wu Dahu sneered, passed the blade forward, and said slowly: "Cheating? I think you are here to kill him? Tell me! Who sent you here! If you don't say..."

He suddenly scratched the man's throat, and said darkly: "I will deal with you and throw you into the back mountain to feed the blind man!"

The man could feel the blood slowly flowing down from his neck, and his guts were terrified, and he said in a stern voice: "Don't, don't kill me! I say, I say everything!"

Mei Xilin in the house seemed to have thorns growing under her buttocks, fidgeting, and opened her mouth to speak, but was swept away by Wu Pinglang's calm eyes, and suddenly lost her courage.

Xiang Tiange forced a smile, and whispered, "I'm afraid it's not good to use lynching like this? That person is scared to death, and he will definitely talk nonsense in a while."

Wu Pinglang smiled lightly, and said slowly: "When a person is about to die, his words are good. Only when his life is threatened, he will tell the truth. Brother Xiang, don't worry, just listen to what he has to say. .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man outside wailed and said, "Xiang Tiange from the next village brought me here! He said it was a big deal, just pretend to tarnish that pregnant man's innocence!"