The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

"Do you still have any sense of shame in your heart? You raised me? Think carefully about it. From childhood to adulthood, what was on my dining table? It was just the leftovers from your meals. If I was unlucky and there were no leftovers, I would have to endure the torment of hunger silently. I shouldered all the chores at home, and these two 'kind' aunts were leisurely and comfortable all day long, and they would beat me up if I was not careful. Have you chosen to forget all this? If I really have the opportunity to choose again, I would rather never step into the door of the Chen family."

"Do you feel that you've been greatly wronged by being asked to do some housework? Women should bear the burden of housework. What qualifications do you have to complain?" Zhou Xuemei's rebuttal seemed pale and powerless, but she still insisted on her own opinion.

The wrinkled face of Mrs. Chen on the cart was filled with fatigue and regret.

If I had known earlier that Chen Xi was proficient in medicine, I wouldn't have let this pain continue until now, and I wouldn't have to endure such torture.

The spectators around gradually figured out the whole story, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy and understanding for Chen Xi's experience.

It is hard to call what Old Mrs. Chen and her family did fair.

As a result, the accusations against Chen Xi gradually subsided, and were replaced by some gentle looks and sporadic support.

Chen Zhenwen was furious, his eyebrows twisted into a ball, "Chen Xi, listen carefully, the shopkeeper said it himself, today you are the only one who can treat the leg injury here, hurry up and treat grandma!"

Chen Xi's response was calm but firm, revealing an unquestionable indifference: "Are your ears just for show? I just made it very clear that I can't treat. If you want to find a doctor, please feel free to do so."

Chen Zhenwen was so angry that his face turned blue. He suddenly raised his hand, pretending to teach Chen Xi a lesson.

But Chen Xi changed the subject, his voice full of sarcasm: "You dare to do it? Everyone is watching with wide eyes. From childhood to adulthood, as long as I don't meet their wishes, they will beat me up. I am almost used to being beaten by them. The grandmother lying on the cart was planning to sell me to an old man in the next village as a concubine not long ago. How should I look at such a family?"

"After much trouble, I finally begged the county magistrate for mercy to leave the Chen family, and finally escaped the endless sea of ​​suffering. Now, they want to attack me again. Everyone, tell me, where is justice?"

The crowd's emotions changed like turning pages of a book, suddenly changing from sympathy for the Chen family to accusations against Old Lady Chen's family, with voices of condemnation ringing out.

Wanyu listened silently at the side. Chen Xi's past made her feel a little sympathetic. She secretly decided that if Chen Xi insisted on not treating him, she would not force him.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, Old Mrs. Chen suddenly groaned and said that her leg pain had worsened.

Chen Zhenwen took the opportunity to rush to Chen Xi to ask for an explanation, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's face was filled with unquestionable majesty. He said in a low and powerful voice, "This is a place to save the dying and the wounded, not a place for you to do whatever you want. If you do this again, I can only ask the government to intervene and let the county magistrate judge the dispute in your family."

Various voices were mixed in the crowd, including some persuasion and some dissatisfaction.

"Please everyone, please don't make trouble here. If you are sick, find a place to see a doctor. Don't destroy the tranquility here."

At this time, the middle-aged woman who had interacted with Chen Xi stepped forward. She was a staunch supporter of Chen Xi and was filled with indignation. She had long wanted to vent her anger on Chen Xi's behalf.

"Doctor Chen has superb medical skills and is extremely meticulous. How can he be compared to the despicable person you are talking about?"

Everyone in the crowd spoke up to defend Chen Xi, and Chen Zhenwen was speechless by this sudden wave of justice.

Chen Xi's eyes gently swept over these enthusiastic yet unfamiliar faces, and a warm current surged in his heart.

Sometimes, the understanding and trust from strangers are more precious and rare than family love.

Wanyu saw through Chen Xi's reluctance and was unwilling to force him to do anything, and even more unwilling to let a temporary dispute affect Chen Xi's future.

She said softly but firmly to everyone, "Everyone, please find another famous doctor. Our small pharmacy has limited resources and I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet your needs. I hope you can forgive me."

Chen Zhenwen was born stubborn, so he would never give up. He argued stubbornly: "Isn't the purpose of opening a clinic to solve problems? The people who really need help are right in front of you, but you turn a blind eye to them. How can you call this a practice of healing the world?"

He clenched his fists, his sharp eyes piercing through the crowd, pointing directly at where Chen Xi was.

"And you, as a doctor, where is your duty to save the dying and the wounded? Is the word medical ethics just empty talk to you?"

There were waves of discussions among the crowd. Some shook their heads and sighed, while others looked accusatory, as if they were all waiting for Chen Xi's answer.

But amid the urging and noise of the crowd, the two Chen brothers exchanged glances helplessly, and finally could only work together to push Old Lady Chen out of the door of Tonghetang.

Before leaving, Chen Zhenwen was still angry. He turned around abruptly, his eyes flashing with unwilling fire, and he almost gritted his teeth and said these cruel words: "Chen Xi, you remember this, if you don't save someone today, the day when karma will return and you will reap what you sow is not far away!"

Faced with these almost threatening words, Chen Xi just shook his head lightly with a faint smile on his lips.

She had heard too many accusations and threats like this.

She knew very well that Mrs. Chen's leg injury was not actually fatal. She had seen that at a glance when she met her by chance in the mountains yesterday, relying on her years of medical experience.

It's just an ordinary fracture.

As long as you find the right doctor to correct your bones, you will recover soon.

In a real life-and-death situation, Chen Xi would naturally not stand idly by. After all, in her opinion, every act of saving a life is to sow seeds of kindness in the world, and its merits are far greater than building a seven-story pagoda.

The two brothers of the Chen family were covered in dust and looked exhausted, but they were still holding on, pushing Old Mrs. Chen on a flatbed cart, looking for a clinic in the town.

Old Mrs. Chen's moans became weaker with every bump. Her face was as pale as paper and her body lay weakly on the simple flatbed cart.

After finally finding another clinic, they carefully placed Old Mrs. Chen on the bed and then anxiously called for a doctor.

When the doctor announced the diagnosis with a serious face - the leg was indeed fractured and needed to be urgently repositioned, but because of the delay in taking too long, it was difficult to ensure full recovery after repositioning, especially considering Mrs. Chen's age, which added to the uncertainty of recovery, the four of them suddenly fell silent, and their eyes were filled with helplessness and anxiety.

Chen Zhenwen's voice trembled slightly. "Doctor, what will happen if we choose not to perform the reduction?"