After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 168: No Time to Lose

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: No Time to Lose

Lady Zhao, although half-doubtful, also understood the resolute nature of Fang Qin and thus chose to temporarily set aside her suspicions.

"Not being able to let that villain receive the punishment she deserves this time, she really got off light."

Anger and helplessness laced Lady Zhao’s voice, while Fang Qin’s gaze seemed soaked in hatred, sharp and icy, her heart filled with a determination for indignation and revenge.

This incident was not just a financial loss, but a trampling of dignity, a blood debt she swore to repay.

"Alright, you’re injured now, and rest is most important. I’ll go bring Dazhuang here for you to breastfeed, the child has been crying all day and has just calmed down."

Fang Qin was just about to refuse, but Lady Zhao had already quickly walked towards Xie Xinghua, taking the bawling Dazhuang into her arms.

Despite the heart-wrenching appearance of the mother, the little guy still eagerly flailed his arms and legs upon seeing Fang Qin and couldn’t wait to throw himself into the warm embrace of his mother; his little face rubbed against her chest, clearly starving.

Fang Qin endured the acute pain and managed a forced smile, but soon, the intense pain made her involuntarily inhale sharply, her body stiffening, unable to move for a moment.

Mistaking it for pain from the wound, Lady Zhao, seeing her grandson crying even harder, became frantic with worry. Without further thought, she hastily opened Fang Qin’s clothing, her words tinged with reproach.

"How can you dawdle even when feeding the child?"

However, the sight that revealed itself before her made Lady Zhao cry out in shock, her face turning ashen. She immediately clutched Dazhuang tightly in her embrace, as if to protect him from the shock of the scene before them.

"You... What happened to you..."

She stammered, her fingers trembling as she pointed at Fang Qin, and after a long moment, she managed to utter a sentence, "You’ve been bullied like this!"

Shock and disbelief filled Lady Zhao’s eyes, while tears had already broken through the banks in Fang Qin’s eyes, silently narrating her tragic plight.

The villains had bullied her not only psychologically and physically, but upon learning she was a breastfeeding mother, their actions became even more cruel. Her chest was covered in ghastly bite marks, shocking to behold and unbearable to look at.

Upon witnessing this, Lady Zhao’s expression was complex. Far from expressing the expected sympathy, she instead burst into anger, nearly poking Fang Qin’s nose as she sternly rebuked, "You shameless woman, with your husband away for just a few days, you’ve managed to create such scandal, and yet you have the face to return home? Better to die than to live in disgrace, sparing us the embarrassment!"

At this moment, Lady Zhao’s words were like knives, slicing through Fang Qin’s already scarred heart, adding to her unbearable pain and making her feel even more desolate. Her tears fell like pearls off a string, each drop a silent indictment of the world’s coldness and injustice.

Fang Qin’s tears fell like pearls off a string, each carrying the endless grief and despair of a woman who had lost her purity.

This immense misfortune, despite her typically strong and straightforward character, the ways of this world she clearly understood. Thus, faced with Lady Zhao’s mockery, she could only opt for silence, devoid of strength to retort.

And at the center of all this turmoil, Su Yu’s heart was filled with confusion, with question marks silently screaming from the depths of her heart: How could you, having suffered misfortune, not direct your rage toward the real culprits, but instead add to your grievances against me, a bystander?

Meanwhile, Dazhuang, not having received the mother’s milk he had longed for day and night, cried out loudly, his voice full of confusion and sorrow.

Lady Zhao picked up the incessantly crying Dazhuang and walked slowly towards the door, whispering words of comfort along the way, "My precious Dazhuang, mom can’t breastfeed you now, but it’s not intentional, you must be good. Grandma has a way and will surely not let you go hungry."

Despite Dazhuang being able to temporarily substitute with rice soup and goat’s milk, it did not change the subtle shift in the atmosphere at home.

Deep down, Lady Zhao was mostly indifferent and distant towards Fang Qin’s plight, believing that such a "blemish" should be silently borne by the individual and not brought back home, let alone expect the family to offer care and healing.

Therefore, Lady Zhao chose the coldest method, letting Fang Qin fend for herself in her room, as if this could make all problems fade away with time.

Fortunately, there was Xie Xinghua, whose timely daily delivery of meals became the only warmth in Fang Qin’s life.

With Fang Qin no longer a "trouble," and overwhelmed by taking care of the child alone, the Jiang Family’s small courtyard seemed to finally regain its long-lost peace.

And Su Yu, by virtue of her feat in resolving the village’s pest problem, won the villagers’ widespread praise and heartfelt admiration; wherever she went, she was greeted by kind smiles and eyes full of respect.

For Su Yu, daily life was ordinary yet fulfilling, either sitting in Spring Hall Medical Hall treating patients’ ailments, or at home, focusing on concocting beauty cream and various medicine powders.

Time flew, and in a blink, it was the fourth of May, the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Today coincided with her day at the Medical Hall, and her pocket was filled with several hundred wen money, just enough to purchase some necessities for the festival, although the income from the Medical Hall was not substantial on regular days.

Recalling the ease with which she once made hundreds of taels by selling Red Ganoderma, Su Yu had experienced a moment of losing her way, feeling that money came too easily, to the point that she no longer cared about the steady, trickling daily income.

But the trials of life made her gradually understand that, besides those occasional windfalls, most of the time, every penny had to be earned through hard work.

After adjusting her mindset, she decided to forge ahead steadily, one step at a time.

The market in Clear Water Town was busier than usual, the crowd was noisy, and the festive atmosphere was already thick.

Taking into account the few patients in the Medical Hall, Su Yu decided to go shopping first. Bamboo leaves for zongzi, dried fruits, fresh vegetables, meat, all kinds of pastries, and the spices and condiments that were lacking at home were all bagged one by one.

As she walked leisurely back into the Medical Hall, Yuan Feng was standing at the entrance, his face filled with anxiety and anticipation.

Upon seeing Su Yu, Yuan Feng was relieved and hurried over, "Doctor Su, why did you come so late today? There’s a serious situation!"

Infected by Yuan Feng’s anxious demeanor, Su Yu also became nervous, "What happened? Please, explain."

"It’s the County Magistrate’s wife giving birth. A master has already been called there, but the situation doesn’t seem promising. They sent someone specifically to request your assistance, and it’s already been over half an hour."

Before Yuan Feng could finish speaking, the urgent sound of horse hooves approached from afar and finally stopped in front of Huichun Hall’s door.

A knight dismounted in haste, his expression distraught, "Is Doctor Su here? My wife’s condition is critical, and we cannot afford the slightest delay."

Without a moment’s hesitation, Su Yu confirmed her identity and quickly mounted the horse, her movements both swift and resolute.

As the horse sped off like an arrow released from its bow, she clutched the coat of the knight in front of her, her heart pounding with fear, yet filled with determination.