Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Zhao Zhizhi agreed.

The two brothers and sisters followed Wen Liu to the home of the peddler. As soon as they entered the courtyard, a strong smell of Chinese medicine hit their nostrils.

She took a closer look and was pleasantly surprised to find that the courtyard was full of essential medicinal materials.

Although these medicinal materials are not valuable, people are unpredictable in troubled times, so there is no guarantee that no one will want to make a fortune from them.

Fortunately, Wenliu was a man who knew how to do things. When he saw the traveling man, he said that he was a relative of his who came to buy medicinal materials.

Zhao Zhizhi only used two small bags of grain and rice to buy ten and a half days' worth of medicine.

On the way home, she and Zhao Yimu sat on the mule cart, with unconcealable joy on their faces.

Once she puts these things in her space, she won't have to worry about anything anymore.

Medicinal materials are fragile, so Zhao Zhizhi carefully protected them.

Zhao Yimu was afraid that she would be thirsty, so he unscrewed the kettle and handed it to her.

Just as Zhao Zhizhi was about to reach out to pick it up, the mule cart suddenly stopped. Although it had little inertia, the water in the pot splashed out.

Zhao Zhizhi hurriedly checked the medicinal materials in his hand, but fortunately they were not damaged.

She had a rare temper, and when she was about to ask the coachman, she saw a little boy wearing rags running in front of her.

As a healer, the nose is naturally more sensitive than other organs.

Zhao Zhizhi smelled the smell of blood in the air, got out of the car and ran close to the little boy.

Looking closer, I found that the little boy had multiple stab wounds on his body. The wounds were not deep, but they were fresh.

It looked like someone was trying to hurt the little boy, but he avoided being seriously injured after dodging.

"Sister, help." The little boy lost strength and fell down.

Zhao Zhizhi didn't care to think about it and immediately stepped forward to hold him in his arms.

Although the wound was not deep, the bleeding still needed to be stopped. She picked up the little boy and walked towards the mule cart.

Zhao Yimu looked over in surprise, "Zhizhi, what is going on? Where did the child come from?"

Zhao Zhizhi shook his head with a cautious expression, "I don't know either. I have to stop his bleeding and treat his injuries first."

Hearing this, Zhao Yimu jumped out of the car with a knife, alert to the changes around him.

When his elder brother and the driver were not paying attention, Zhao Zhizhi quietly picked out the blood coagulation grass and put it into the space. After seeing the separate shelf, he felt free to use it.

After opening the child's clothes, Zhao Zhizhi couldn't help but take a breath.

I thought it was just a few knife marks, and it would be nothing serious after the bleeding and inflammation were stopped.

However, the scars on the child's body were even more shocking.

Whip marks, bruises and bruises caused by beatings were everywhere, but the one thing they had in common was that they were all fresh.

What kind of beast could attack such a young child?

Zhao Zhizhi's eyes were so distressed that her eyes were red. For the first time since she became a doctor, she felt that she had no idea what to do.

It’s not that his medical skills are poor, it’s just that he feels uncomfortable every time he looks at her.

I don’t know how the little boy escaped from the gangsters, but he can persist until now, which shows his resilience.

Zhao Zhizhi was seriously treating the little boy's injuries when Zhao Yimu suddenly walked to the front of the mule and looked at the two officers and soldiers who were panting and chasing after him. He was on high alert.

They stopped half a meter away from Zhao Yimu, and the two sides faced off.

One of the tall and thin officers and soldiers saw the little boy on the mule cart with sharp eyes and shouted sharply without thinking:

"Who are you? Hand over the little bastards and spare your life."

When Zhao Zhizhi heard these remarks, he paused, then firmly applied the remaining medicine, gathered the child's clothes, took off his coat and covered him.

Zhao Yimu's tiger body trembled, and the sword in his hand made a clanking sound, "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the tall and thin man cursed angrily: "Can't you see with your blind eyes that we are from the government office? Let me tell you, we are arresting the criminals. If we miss it, your lives will be in danger."

Zhao Zhizhi jumped down from the car, and the fat on his body trembled.

She was now so overwhelmed with anger that she could not even think of the so-called "the people do not fight against the officials."

"Two adults, you said that you are government servants, and you said that you were arresting criminals. I dare to ask, who are you two arresting? Is it the six or seven-year-old child in the car?"

Without waiting for the officer to speak, Zhao Zhizhi continued: "If so, then the daughter of the people dares to ask again, what crime did he commit that made you two torture and hunt him down here?"

The tall and lanky man obviously had a bad temper. When he saw that his words were ineffective and he was being criticized in turn, he immediately rushed to kill him with a knife.

Zhao Yimu shouted loudly and rushed forward with the sword in his hand.

Although Zhao Yimu had never killed anyone, he had killed a lot of wild beasts in the mountains before the drought. He was approaching step by step, and the power of his sword was unstoppable. He was like teasing a chicken, forcing him to block.

Zhao Yimu shouted again, threw the sword with his right hand, and quickly caught it with his left hand. With one force, he took out the big knife from the hand of the tall and thin man, and then chopped with the knife.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Zhizhi and another government servant said almost in unison: "Brother, don't kill anyone."

"A strong man will save his life from the sword."

When Zhao Yimu heard Zhao Zhizhi's voice, he stopped his strength and kicked the frightened lanky man away.

In his eyes, anyone who dares to hurt his sister is his enemy.

Zhao Zhizhi came over and checked that Zhao Yimu was not injured before feeling relieved.

The taciturn government servant helped the tall and thin man up and said with gloomy eyes, "Do you know who you have offended? You can't protect that child."

Zhao Zhizhi didn't think so and said bluntly: "Brother Yamen, we brothers and sisters are just ordinary villagers and have no intention of going against you."

Speaking of this, she looked back at the boy who had fallen asleep, and her eyes became firmer, "But I have just taken care of this child. As the saying goes, save people to the end, and send Buddha to the West, so you should also know We are determined.”

The yamen servant knew that he was no match for Zhao Yimu, so he took a deep look at Zhao Zhizhi before helping the tall and lanky man into the nearby forest and disappearing.

After they left, Zhao Zhizhi was so frightened that he patted his chest and his heart kept beating, "I was scared to death. I thought my life was about to be decided here."

Zhao Yimu played a trick and said with a serious face: "Zhizhi, don't worry, if someone wants to hurt you, my eldest brother will peel off a layer of their skin even if he dies, and they will never let them touch a finger of yours."

Zhao Zhizhi felt warm and moved, but still shook his head in disapproval:

"Brother, your life is also life. If you encounter danger in the future, run away if you can. Don't act recklessly."

Zhao Yimu touched her head with a smile and sighed, "My little sister is becoming more sensible. I always feel like you have become a different person."

Zhao Zhizhi's heart thumped, and he quickly made amends and changed the subject: "With this fat body, who else can have it besides your sister. Okay, brother, let's hurry up and think about how to settle the little boy first. "