A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

A cold light flashed in Wu Dahu's eyes, and he said in a dangerous tone: "You want to escape?"

The old slave flinched, and repeatedly denied: "No, slave, slave is telling the truth, that place is too remote, no one can find it except slave..."

Seeing that he still wanted to use this method to threaten himself, Wu Dahu sneered, let go of his hand suddenly, and said without any ups and downs: "Okay, then you go, remember, you already have a life on your body, if you have another life ,Ah."

The word "huh" made the old slave tremble in his heart, and his messy thoughts were instantly wiped out. He kowtowed his head on the ground and said nervously: "I want to borrow the carriage, please allow the old lady."

Zhai Su glanced at Wu Dahu, seeing that he didn't speak, she said, "Go."

Although he was also shocked that his servant would do such a deceitful thing, but since it happened, as long as Wu Dahu didn't take his anger out on him, he would be thankful.

The old slave ran out with all his strength, and the groom who drove the cart saw that he wanted to use a cart, so he flattered him and said, "Where are you going? Do you want a small cart?"

He pushed the groom away, jumped into the carriage, swung the whip vigorously, and let the painful horse gallop away.

After setting off on the road, he was still uneasy, and looked back from time to time to see that Wu Dahu hadn't followed, so he was slightly relieved.

Seeing that Wu Dahu didn't follow, Zhai Su asked suspiciously: "You really just let him go like this? Don't you want to avenge Song Qinghan?"

Wu Dahu walked to the side of the coffin and said expressionlessly, "He won't be able to escape, don't worry."

Seeing that Wu Dahu actually supported Song Qinghan's "corpse" to stand up after saying this, Zhai Su's eyes widened, and she said in disbelief, "Fake corpse? Isn't he dead?"

Song Qinghan shook off the pebbles, stepped out of the coffin, looked at Zhai Su with a faint smile, and said softly: "It seems that your lord is very disappointed that I didn't die, but since I didn't die, I'm afraid the dispute between us will have to be settled." Cleared up."

Zhai Su looked at Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu who were staring at each other covetously, couldn't help taking a step back, and said sternly, "What do you want? I'm Wu Dahu's biological father! Dahu! Don't come here yet! Such a husband, you What's the use?"

Wu Dahu remained motionless, and said expressionlessly: "I'm afraid you have misspoken, isn't it 'such a female father, why should I come'?"

Seeing Song Qinghan slowly approaching her, Zhai Su wanted to run away, but Song Qinghan suddenly grabbed his wrist and stuffed a round object into his mouth.

Zhai Su swallowed subconsciously, and when she saw Song Qinghan looking at her with a half-smile, her heart tightened, and she beat her chest hard, as if she wanted to spit out the thing just now.

Song Qinghan let go of his hand, a flash of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, he shook his head and said, "Give up, the toxicity has already begun, if you don't believe me, try to clench your fist for a while, to see if you are gradually losing strength and your wrists are starting to go numb."

Zhai Su fell to the ground powerlessly. Although her eyes showed unwillingness, her hands couldn't help but tightened gradually. When she found that the reaction Song Qinghan described really appeared on her body, she could no longer maintain her usual demeanor. Said: "What medicine did you give me? Doctor! Where is the doctor!"

The doctor who provided the infertility medicine had been waiting at the door all the time. When he heard the voice, his heart trembled, and he hurried in. When he saw the seemingly peaceful scene in front of him, but in fact, he couldn't help but kneel down. Going down, he tremblingly said: "What's wrong with the old lady..."

Song Qinghan glanced at him with a half-smile, and said casually: "My lord may have forgotten that I am also a doctor. I prepared this medicine myself. Outsiders...hehe."

Zhai Su ignored his words, directly put her wrist into the hands of the doctor with white beard and hair, and ordered: "Take my pulse, hurry up!"

The doctor was so disturbed by his urging, he managed to calm down and began to feel his pulse, but after a while, the expression on his face became weird.

Seeing him like this, Zhai Su felt uneasy and irritable, and couldn't help asking: "Did you get it out? What kind of poison is in me?"

The doctor's hand had already left Zhai Su's wrist, but he put it back on after hearing this, his brows were tightened, as if he had encountered a problem.

Song Qinghan chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "How about it? Can't you get it out?"

Zhai Su's heart tightened, she grabbed the corner of the doctor's clothes, and said in a deep voice, "Quickly tell me!"

The doctor hesitated for a long time, then lowered his head in shame, cupped his fists and said, "I... really can't figure it out."

After speaking, he seemed to be deeply afraid of being punished by Zhai Su, so he quickly packed up his things and ran away.

Zhai Su sat on the ground in a trance, looked at her hands that had lost all blood, and could completely imagine her current expression. After a long time, she asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do? You think you can escape by killing me?" ?"

Song Qinghan knelt down, looked at Zhai Su, and said gently, "Why would I want to kill you? After all, you didn't intend to kill me, did you?"

After hearing his words, Zhai Su's expression didn't change, but her fingers moved, and she said coldly, "Let me be infertile? Then your calculation is wrong. I don't plan to have any more children in this life." .”

"Everything about me belongs to you." He turned his head, looked directly into Wu Dahu's eyes, and said every word.

When Wu Dahu heard this, he said expressionlessly, "I don't need it."

Song Qinghan glanced at the two, still with the faint smile on his face, shook his head and said, "I guessed this a long time ago, I thought about it for a long time, what do you care about, Wu Dahu? I can't possibly hurt me Mr. Xianggong? And I found...Although you show that you care about Dumb, in fact, the only thing you care about is yourself."

"When I was young, I wanted to enjoy happiness, so I ignored the eyes of the world, and left the big tiger and my father behind. After enjoying the blessings, I wanted to let the world reevaluate you, so I completely ignored the big tiger's ideas, and did what I thought was wishful thinking. Do you really think that the world revolves around you for what a female father should do? What can you get if you want it? "

Zhai Su clenched her fists tightly, the veins on her neck bulged, and said sharply, "I didn't! Everything I did was for Dahu's good! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Song Qinghan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said slowly: "If you still have the ability to give birth, the 'good' partner will have to be replaced?"

As if someone had punctured the secret hidden in his heart, Zhai Su's reaction was so strong that he stood up straight away and said tremblingly, "You, what are you talking about? I don't want a child myself!"

Song Qinghan patted the hem of his clothes indifferently, then stood up, and said lightly: "Oh? Could it be that it's because he can't have a child, and he is worried that the current husband will dislike him after knowing the truth, so he avoids seeing him?"

Zhai Su's eyes were stained crimson unknowingly, and the expression on his face was a bit ferocious. He gritted his teeth and said, "When did you know?"

Wu Dahu couldn't help looking at Song Qinghan, because he just knew this fact.

Song Qinghan shrugged his shoulders and laughed like self-deprecating: "When you were doing surgery for you, you found that your tumor was connected to a nerve. I didn't pay attention at the time, but I found out later that it was a nerve related to fertility. , As for why I found out, I don’t need to tell you this. So I thought, is your tumor oppressing the reproductive nerve, or the reproductive neuropathy caused the tumor.”

"In the end." He paused, chuckled, and continued, "I still chose the latter, so I understand all your actions."

Although there were many professional rankings in his words, Zhai Su still roughly understood that it was related to that tumor, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

After consulting so many doctors back then, only one of them found out that he had the disease of infertility through taking the pulse, but under his coercion and temptation, he did not tell the third person about it. Later, he saw that other doctors did not When he came to this conclusion, he put the matter behind him and regarded it as the man's misjudgment. However, after several years of intercourse and still infertile, he looked at his husband-in-law with expectations and disappointments again and again, After all, he was still worried about being abandoned, and refused to meet his husband-in-law again on the grounds of a tumor.

Fortunately, that person was infatuated. After so many years, even if he couldn't see him, he still treated him as before.

But also because of him, the man's knees are still childless, and he has been criticized a lot.

Seeing Wu Dahu this time was a pleasant surprise. If he could recognize Wu Dahu, even though he was not that person's biological son, as long as Wu Dahu was filial and considerate, it would be considered a fulfillment of that person's longing for a son. Moreover, Wu Dahu can also inherit the wealth and status of that person, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

It's just that he never expected that Song Qinghan would appear on the way, disrupting all his plans!

Thinking of this, he stared fixedly at Song Qinghan, and suddenly thought of dying with him.

Song Qinghan's eyes were bright, as if he had seen through his thoughts, he suddenly smiled and said, "You want to kill me? Here you go, kill me."

He took out the dagger from Wu Dahu's hand, threw it at Zhai Su's feet, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Wu Dahu watched Zhai Su pick up the dagger, a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

If Zhai Su really fell insane, he would have no time to stop it if he didn't care about it...

When the dagger was only a fingernail away from him, Song Qinghan said, "Kill it, it's not lonely to be buried with you."

Zhai Su's eyes were filled with struggle, her hand shook, the blade almost brushed Song Qinghan's face, and fell to the ground.