A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan's eyes were indifferent, looking at Zhai Su as if looking at a dead body, and slowly said: "You can't do it, after all, you love yourself the most, how could you destroy your own life with your own hands?"

"So, the medicine I gave has no other effect, it just adds a little trouble to your life."

He picked up the dagger, straightened up, and said to Wu Dahu: "Come on, let's go and see the situation in Hualien!"

Wu Dahu nodded, glanced at Zhai Su who was covering his face and weeping, without any fluctuation in his heart, and left with Song Qinghan.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhai Su finally showed his red and swollen eyes. He looked up at the sky in a daze, and said to himself, "Am I really wrong? I just want Dahu to live better. It’s just to let Xianggong be happier, how could it be my fault?”

In an instant, a bright white meteor streaked across, so inconspicuous in the gray sky, but so big that people couldn't ignore it.

Zhai Su's expression changed, and she said angrily, "It's your fault! Why are you still pestering me when you're already dead! Tell me! You did all of this, right?! From that tumor to Song Qinghan, You arranged to take revenge on me, right?!"

"Why are you doing this to me..."

As he spoke, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, his eyes darkened, and he fainted on the cold ground.

After walking out of Zhai Su's house, the two of them kept silent all the way. After half a mile away, Song Qinghan finally spoke and said calmly: "Are you blaming me? I treated him like that. Even if he doesn't have any physical problems, his spirit will not be as good as before."

Wu Dahu froze for a moment, shook his head without the slightest hesitation, and said, "No complaints, what you said is the truth, besides, you didn't take medicine at all, did you?"

Song Qinghan chuckled, sighed, looked at his hands, and said in a low voice: "These hands are not necessary to save people, and I still don't want to be stained by killing or harming others."

"Besides, as long as he believes that I took the medicine, it doesn't make any difference whether I take it or not."

Thinking of Zhai Su and the doctor's terrified faces, Wu Dahu laughed, nodded and said, "Indeed, I'm afraid if you tell him now that you didn't take the medicine, he will suspect that you have ulterior motives."

Seeing that Wu Dahu really had no grievances, Song Qinghan finally felt relieved, his shoulders relaxed, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It is really not easy to avenge oneself, but also to be concerned about the blood relationship between the other party and Wu Dahu, as well as the constraints of the law.

The current results are already very satisfying to him.

Next... is the liquidation with that evil slave.

The two walked along the traces on the road, and finally saw a small village where the traces disappeared.

If they were just tampering with the carriage, they wouldn't be so relieved.

Seeing the scene of Hualien wrestling with the old slave not far away, the two of them felt sure and walked over quickly.

It turned out that Hualien saw that the situation was not right, and rushed to the stable one step ahead. When the groom was not paying attention, he secretly hid at the bottom of the carriage. It is convenient for Wu Dahu and the others to keep up.

Although it is dangerous and difficult to cling to the bottom of the carriage, Hualien's willpower has always been amazing. In order to save her family, she froze her hands and refused to let go. His hands were already bloody.

When Wu Dahu and the others arrived, the two had been wrestling together for a long time. The old slave's strength was astonishing, and he was driven by the idea of ​​running away. Hua Lian went all out and entangled him with a reckless attitude. I am afraid that the old slave would have run away long ago.

The old slave glimpsed Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan from the corner of his eye, and was startled. Taking advantage of Hualian's inattention, he kicked him to the ground and ran away.

But how could Wu Dahu let him run away?With an acceleration, he grabbed his shoulders, threw him to the ground, dislocated his shoulders, grabbed his legs, and dragged him back.

At this point, the old slave knew that the matter was hopeless, so he cried heart-rendingly and said: "Let me die! I will repay you like a cow, as long as you can let me go..."

Song Qinghan looked at him in disgust, and sneered, "Let it go? Why didn't you think of letting me go when you changed the powder? Why didn't you think of letting his family go when you threatened Hualien?"

Compared with Zhai Su, he hated this evil slave more deeply.

Just because his own face was lost, he can hold a grudge to the point of killing someone, such a person is not worthy of being a human being!

Wu Dahu took out the rope, tied the old slave's hands and feet, stuffed a lump of rifles into his mouth, and said coldly, "I won't kill you, it depends on your own luck."

Seeing this, Hualien finally couldn't help interjecting: "He hasn't told the whereabouts of my family yet!"

Song Qinghan frowned, looked at the house in front of him and said, "Isn't there one here?"

A look of despair flashed in Hua Lian's eyes, she shook her head and said, "This is my home, if they were inside, I wouldn't have been coerced by him."

Just as Wu Dahu was about to tear apart the regiment and let the old slave speak out, a familiar cry sounded.

"Master! Uncle Wu! I'm here!"

Song Qinghan's eyes lit up, looking at Yuan Wenxuan who was running towards him, he couldn't help but stepped forward to hold him in his arms, suppressing his excitement and said: "Are you okay?"

Yuan Wenxuan was a little embarrassed, but fortunately Song Qinghan quickly realized that in ancient times, casual hugs were not allowed, so he let go of his hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

Seeing that Song Qinghan's eyes were red, Yuan Wenxuan knew that he must be very worried about himself, so he hurriedly smiled and said, "I'm fine, Master, don't worry, but how is Master's illness?"

Song Qinghan's mood gradually calmed down, and he said with relief: "Master's illness is also cured, and he will be completely cured after going back to rest for a while."

"That's really great!" After Yuan Wenxuan finished speaking, he glanced at the earth-colored Hualien from the corner of his eye, and was startled, and couldn't help saying: "Master, that medicine is probably given by Hualien, because I saw The flowers he watered all withered..."

Hua Lian sat slumped on the ground, looking at the intact Yuan Wenxuan, sobbing softly: "It's my fault, no matter what, I did the wrong thing, but why should my family be punished?"

Yuan Wenxuan looked at him thoughtfully, and suddenly said: "So you are their family, and they are in that house."

After hearing his words, Hualien was shocked, and quickly raised his head to look in the direction of his finger. When he saw his house, he couldn't help frowning. Just when he was about to speak, a flash in his mind suddenly appeared. What happened, blurted out: "It's actually behind my house?!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards that place. Yuan Wenxuan saw that Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu didn't make a sound to stop him, so he didn't remind them that Hualien might escape.

After a while, Hualien rescued several people whose hands and feet were tied up from the house behind his house. They all looked somewhat similar to him.

Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan looked at each other, and they grabbed the old slave knowingly, threw it into the carriage brought by the old slave, took Yuan Wenxuan with them, and walked towards the forest.

Not attacking Hualien is the result of their previous discussions. One is because Hualien has no subjective motive and is simply coerced by others; To punish him, I believe that he himself will reflect on his behavior, so the two of them are not going to impose double punishment on him.

When the carriage drove into the depths of the woods, Wu Dahu stretched out his hand, threw the old slave on the ground, and said coldly: "Whether you can live or not depends on whether God will accept you or not!"

The old slave couldn't speak, and looked around the complicated environment around him, with despair in his eyes.

But he probably also figured out that begging for mercy is useless, so he didn't even struggle, and just watched the carriage slowly move away from him with vicious eyes.

When he left the forest, Wu Dahu heard the sound of a tiger howling in the distance, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he said casually: "It seems that God can't get used to him..."

Song Qinghan didn't make a sound, hugging the little stone with a pair of big eyes rolling around, suddenly remembered something, and asked in surprise: "Is it going to be a hundred days for the little stone?"

Wu Dahu was stunned for a moment, silently counting the days in his heart, nodded and said: "Indeed..."

Seeing that both of them looked confused, Yuan Wenxuan reminded: "There are still five days, and the little stone will be a hundred days old."

Little Shitou seemed to understand Yuan Wenxuan's words, turned his head to him, grinned and giggled.

Song Qinghan was a little guilty, remembering the date had always been his shortcoming, but he didn't expect Wu Dahu to be the same as him. Poor little Shitou, his parents almost forgot about the Hundred Days Banquet.

After the four of them returned home, they finished their lunch and went back to their rooms to rest. They didn't wake up again until it was dark.

There were a lot of things to prepare for the Hundred Days Banquet, but Song Qinghan didn't know anything about it. He would cooperate with what Wu Dahu said, and occasionally Yuan Wenxuan would come to help.

However, the candidates who need to be invited are really a headache for the two of them. They don't have much time in the state capital, Song Qinghan doesn't go out to socialize very much, and when Wu Dahu is in the martial arts hall, although he socializes, he doesn't do much to win the relationship Therefore, after careful calculation, the people they know are only He Wenli, Zhu Lao, Shi Dafu and a few others.

But because of Zhai Su's incident, the two of them felt a little grudge against Mr. Zhu, but if they didn't invite Mr. Zhu, it would be somewhat embarrassing if he found out that day. After much deliberation, only He Wenli was left on the invitation It's just the names of Dr. Shi and Dr. Shi.