coobybook Chapter 389 Doubt
Chapter 389 Doubt
Zhuiying agreed without hesitation: "Okay."
After saying that, he bent down, carefully carried Cuihua on his back, and walked towards the brick house on the hillside with steady steps.
He thought to himself that Fusu had told him that the family was Xiuying's, so he could take this opportunity to go and take a look, maybe he could find some useful information.
When Ma Caifeng saw Zhuiying carrying Cuihua on his back, she couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in her heart, as if she had drunk a large jar of aged vinegar, and the sour feeling rushed straight to her heart.
She frowned, bit her lip, and took a step forward involuntarily. Just as she was about to stop him, Tian Fuping stopped her.
"My daughter, let's go back. Your father and I have something to discuss with you. Aying can't get lost. He will be back soon."
There was a hint of urgency and comfort in Tian Fuping's voice. She walked quickly to Ma Caifeng, reached out and held Ma Caifeng's arm, her eyes full of concern and unwillingness to refuse.
Ma Caifeng was full of reluctance, her eyes still fixed on the direction where Zhuiying left, muttering, "Mom, I..." But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Tian Fuping.
"My daughter, be obedient, don't be willful, and come back with me."
Ma Caifeng had no choice but to follow Tian Fuping back reluctantly, looking back every few steps, her heart filled with loss and unwillingness.
Zhao Cunliang's face was full of heartache and his eyes were red. He carefully helped his eldest son into the house and said in a trembling voice: "Son, you have suffered." He held Guangzong tightly with both hands.
Faced with his old father's concerned words, Guangzong just glanced at him indifferently, without any ripples in his eyes.
His heart felt like it was being weighed down by a huge rock, heavy and cold. He would never forget the moment when Cuihua fiercely pressed forward with her sickle, and his father pushed him forward without hesitation.
At that moment, his heart seemed to fall into an abyss, freezing cold.
So what if they were father and son? The so-called family relationship was so fragile at the critical moment of life and death. A friend in need is a friend indeed, but this true love was so chilling.
Aunt Wu looked serious as she hurriedly brought some hemostatic herbs to apply to Guangzong's wound. When her rough hands touched the wound, Guangzong cried out in pain.
"Be gentle, are you trying to hurt me to death?"
Guangzong's face was pale, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He roared with his teeth bared, his eyes full of anger and pain.
Aunt Wu said coldly, expressionless, "If the bleeding doesn't stop and the scab doesn't form on your hand, it will become damaged. Then your entire arm will have to be chopped off."
There was no trace of mercy in her tone, and her hands did not become gentler because of Guangzong's shouting.
After applying the medicine, Aunt Wu skillfully bandaged Guangzong's hand. Looking at his disabled hand, Aunt Wu was indifferent, without a trace of sympathy in her eyes.
In her opinion, all this was the result of the Zhao family's own actions and they did not deserve any sympathy or pity.
When Tian Guilan heard this, she jumped up in panic and shouted in a panic: "No, how can you chop him down? My son is still so young. You have to think of another way!"
Her voice was sharp and piercing, with a strong sobbing tone. Tears welled up in her eyes and her hands tightly grasped Aunt Wu's sleeves.
"Before you attacked Cuihua, why didn't you consider that the nerves in Guangzong's hand have already died? Even if I tried my best to save his palm, his hand would still be useless."
Aunt Wu said this with a helpless look on her face, speaking very quickly, and at the same time shook off Tian Guilan's hand with force.
She quickly packed her things, not wanting to stay here any longer, thinking that she still had to go to Xiuying to check on Cuihua.
There was one thing she was absolutely certain of: Xiuying knew medicine, and her attainments were definitely superior to hers. She had noticed it when Ah Su and La Mei were poisoned by snakes before.
She clearly remembered that even when the two people's snake venom was extremely dangerous, it was only after Xiuying came into contact with them that their symptoms began to improve significantly. The details she secretly observed were enough to prove this.
Since Xiuying didn't want anyone to know that she had medical skills, she decided to help cover for her.
After all, having practiced medicine for many years, she knew that many miraculous healers, like Xiuying, kept their identities secret, preferring to remain anonymous. Perhaps they were tired of the world's hustle and bustle, or perhaps they had some unspeakable secret, but in any case, they were willing to hide their medical skills and live ordinary lives.
Elsewhere, Ah Ying hurriedly arrived at Xiuying's gate, carrying Cuihua on his back. He had just stopped and hadn't had time to knock on the door when the servants in the courtyard quickly opened it, as if they had expected it.
"Sir, please follow me."
The servant bowed slightly and made a "please" gesture with a respectful and polite attitude.
Xiuying and a few maids were standing on the slope outside the yard and saw everything clearly that happened in Zhao Cunliang's house.
In fact, Xiuying had already bought the medicine for treating mental illness from the system in advance and carefully changed the packaging. She was now waiting quietly in the guest room.
As Zhuiying entered the room, his eyes were immediately drawn to a dignified and elegant lady. She stood elegantly in the room, with a gentle smile on her face and a look of wisdom and composure in her eyes.
"Put Xiao Cui on the bed over there. You must be the new farmhand of Ma Ergun's family. Thank you." Xiuying's voice was gentle, making people feel extremely comfortable and at ease.
Zhuiying quickly responded, "You're welcome, ma'am. This is what I should do."
Following Xiuying's instructions, he carefully placed Cuihua on the designated bed, then stood aside, quietly waiting for Xiuying's next instructions.
"If you have nothing to do, please go back." Xiuying turned slightly sideways and made a gesture of invitation, still with a polite and distant smile on her face.
Zhuiying nodded and said respectfully, "Auntie Wu asked me to tell Madam that she will be here soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he said no more and turned around and walked out with steady steps. The moment he left the room, he closed the door gently, his movements were gentle and made no sound.
Xiuying frowned slightly, her expression slightly solemn, and gently waved to Wang Dali standing beside her. Her eyes revealed a hint of caution.
"Da Li, follow him secretly." Xiuying said in a low voice.
"Yes, ma'am." Wang Dali responded without hesitation. After that, Wang Dali hurriedly followed her out. His steps were light and quick, and he disappeared outside the door in the blink of an eye.
Shi Liu walked in with light steps, holding the kettle in both hands. As soon as she stepped into the room, she subconsciously glanced in the direction where Wang Dali left, her face full of confusion.
"Mom, do you think there's something wrong with the farmhand of Ma Ergun's family?" Shi Liu tilted her head, staring at Xiuying with her watery eyes, with a hint of curiosity in her tone.