The Country Maiden: Fields and Leisure
Chapter 196 Broken Skin

Chapter 196: Chapter 196 Broken Skin

He instructed someone to lead the way for them to go up and reminded them, "We have our own specialist doctors for sprains and falls at the escort agency, who are very skilled at treating this kind of injury. Make sure to get checked out to avoid any hidden injuries."

After thanking Steward Lu, they climbed the slope, and were greeted by people expressing their gratitude. It was the merchant who had hired the escort agency, and he had witnessed the whole scene play out from above, his heart pounding with fear while also worried about his own losses. If those mule carts had fallen off the cliff, he’d surely face financial ruin. And if there had been any fatalities, doing business in the future would become much more difficult.

When he saw Wang Yongzhu emerge to stop the sliding cart, his first reaction was relief that his goods were safe, and he wouldn’t have to face losses. His second reaction was the same as everyone else’s: where did this strange girl get such strength to stop a sliding mule cart, when even several strong men couldn’t have managed the feat?

Born with superhuman strength?

No matter what he thought, without Wang Yongzhu’s intervention, everyone would have been unlucky today!

Therefore, the businessman approached to express his thanks immediately, "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Yinbao. The merchandise is all my family’s possession; if something had really happened, Zhang might have ended up bankrupt! Thanks to the young lady’s help, I am truly grateful! Truly grateful indeed!"

Wang Yongping was anxious about his sister’s arm, pushing others aside, "Don’t block the way! Where is the doctor? Hurry and check on my sister’s arm, and see if it’s serious!"

Zhang Yinbao didn’t get angry, knowing that harmony brings wealth and, besides, they had saved his goods. If she was really injured, and he delayed her treatment, that would be truly inappropriate.

He hurriedly apologized, "It’s all my fault, all my fault for delaying the young lady’s treatment. This way, please, this way——"

As he spoke, he led them to the doctor.

The doctor, too, was taken aback by Wang Yongzhu’s strength. Thus, during the examination, he secretly wanted to pinch what appeared to be slightly chubbier-than-normal arms, to see how they managed to hold onto the mule cart.

Just as this idea crossed his mind, he heard a warning cough and looked up to meet Song Chongjin’s dark, inscrutable gaze.

The doctor’s heart jumped and he immediately focused, thoroughly checking Wang Yongzhu. Apart from a bit of weakness, everything was fine, and her arm wasn’t strained.

It was just that her palms and wrists were a bit cramped due to the tension. Even though Song Chongjin had relaxed and massaged them, they still needed an ointment massage.

The ointment was something the escort team always had on hand. The doctor brought out a bottle, and before he could explain how to use it, Song Chongjin took it silently, poured some into his palm, warmed it by rubbing his hands together, and then began to massage Wang Yongzhu’s wrist.

Song Chongjin didn’t hold back his strength with these massages, causing Wang Yongzhu to grimace and jump in pain, "Ow! Lighter, please! ...Stop! ...I beg you, have mercy... Fourth Brother, save me——"

Just as Wang Yongping was about to step forward and save his little sister, Song Chongjin spoke indifferently, "If I don’t work it out, your wrist will ache tonight and swell up so badly tomorrow that you won’t be able to lift it."

Wang Yongping and Wang Yongzhu both looked at the doctor.

The doctor, feeling out of his depth, looked at Song Chongjin.

Under Song Chongjin’s intense stare, he silently nodded his head.

Turning away, the doctor touched his conscience, sighing that he really had become a coward with age. Seeing a youngster schemingly taking advantage of a girl, he didn’t have the courage to step forward.

However, considering that the girl’s brother didn’t protest, he thought that maybe it was just playful bickering between a young couple?

I’m old and can’t understand the ways of young people anymore!

With his conscience still aching, the doctor quickly left.

Since the doctor agreed with Song Chongjin’s opinion, trust the doctor!

So Wang Yongzhu pursed her lips and struggled hard, "Can you be gentler, please? If you keep rubbing like this, you’ll rub out a wound even where there isn’t one, my skin’s nearly punctured! Are you sure you’re not taking out some grudge on me?"

Today, she finally understood the use of the beauty body shaper.

Not only did her skin wrapped in the beauty body shaper become whiter, but it also became tender.

She could tolerate it when Song Chongjin rubbed her hands, but when he got to her wrists, the same pressure felt scorchingly painful, as if a few more rubs would really break the skin.

On regular days, one doesn’t really notice, who would go around rubbing their own arms and legs with force for no reason?

If this had been before, Wang Yongzhu would have been delighted—what woman wouldn’t want skin that’s both white and tender? Isn’t that the ultimate pursuit for a woman?

But now, she was set on farming. How was she supposed to farm with such tender skin that hurt to the touch if a bit too much force is applied?

Farm with her imagination?

The one thing Wang Yongzhu was grateful for was that the body shaper hadn’t reshaped her hands and feet too; otherwise, she could forget using her hands, and her feet—with skin so tender—wouldn’t they hurt just from walking?

It’s a damn trap!

Song Chongjin heard Wang Yongzhu’s grumbling, looked down, and it seemed that, perhaps, at the wrist area, which had only been rubbed a few times without much strength, was already crying out in pain, and turning red? As if it was about to break?

A country girl, how could she be so delicate? Song Chongjin’s hand stiffened and paused there, unsure whether to continue or stop.

It was then, Wang Yongzhu gave him a look and said, "Why did you stop rubbing? Is it done?" With that, she quickly withdrew her hand and swung it behind her back a few times. Oh my, what a relief.

Song Chongjin, with a dark expression, stored away the medicinal oil and said coldly, "Rub once a day, for three days."

After speaking, he looked at his oily hands with disdain. He asked someone nearby and, learning there was a nearby river, rushed off to wash his hands.

Seeing how Song Chongjin hurriedly and disdainfully wanted to clean his hands, Wang Yongzhu pouted. Just when she was daydreaming about Song Chongjin’s fondness for her increasing, expecting him to fall head over heels for her, it turns out it was all an illusion!

As a straightforward woman who had spent over twenty years in the last space-time, she had not understood why, it was said, every boy who had a good opinion of her would turn into a good ’bro’ after having a meal or playing a game together.

But she understood deeply that she definitely couldn’t walk that path where with just a frown or a smile, she could bewitch the opposite sex to the point they got dazzled and dazed, even forgetting their own names.

Now, she thought she and Song Chongjin were getting more familiar, and it seemed like his impression of her had improved. Seizing this chance, she wanted to brush up the good feelings, so when the System returned, she could maybe get some Points, with the current situation at home, the need to earn Points was urgent.

She also planned to ask Song Chongjin about the clues regarding the A-Level Physique, since she always felt there was something strange about it.

Thinking back, her cousin could post a picture of a paper cut on her finger to her social circle, act all spoiled, saying she was hurt and express how distressed and helpless she felt. This would immediately attract a bunch of boys who admired her, with some leaving caring messages, others making phone calls to show their concern, some even delivering band-aids to her door, or sending flowers to cheer her up.

She figured she had also acted somewhat coquettishly, even cracking a joke at the end to lighten the mood.

But why did Song Chongjin just stop massaging with a grim face and then rush off to wash his hands as if disgusted?