The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

"Mother..." Jiang Muxia's voice was choked with sobs, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, "I'm sorry, you gave her to me, and I didn't protect her. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

At this moment, Jiang Muxia was deeply wrapped in guilt and self-blame, and her emotions were almost broken. She wanted to protect everyone around her and make them safe and smooth. She had done it before, so she relaxed her vigilance and felt that she could do anything with her own abilities.

But the wounds on Qinghong's body and the shocking cuts on her severed hands were like a wake-up call to her.

She is too arrogant. Who does she count in this big network of capital city where there are so many treacherous masters and vested interests everywhere?

Just ants.

Liu Ying looked distressed. She held her in her arms and comforted her gently, "Good child, it has nothing to do with you. This is her fate."

Jiang Muxia lay in her arms and sobbed. Liu Ying patted her back gently, comforting her silently.

The old lady's eyes turned red after seeing Qinghong's miserable condition. "Doctor Hu, she is the lifesaver of my family. The Tang family will spare no effort to save her. Please, I'm counting on you."

"Old sister, the injuries on her body are easy to deal with. But her hand... ah, if the bleeding can't be stopped, she will bleed to death sooner or later."

"Is there any way? What kind of holy medicine is needed to stop the bleeding?"

Jiang Muxia regretted not bringing his adoptive father with him. If he was there, Qinghong would definitely have been able to save her life.

"No, Nanny Jiang is here. She is my adoptive father's junior sister. She must have a way." Jiang Muxia raised her head from Liu Ying's arms and wiped away her tears. She couldn't fall into endless sadness anymore. She had to find a way to save Qinghong.

"Where is Madam Jiang?" She remembered that she had just brought her a bowl of medicine. Where had she gone now?

The door curtain was lifted, and a waitress was carrying a tray with two bowls on it. One bowl contained something black, and the other contained green paste. After she entered, the curtain fell, and Nanny Jiang followed.

Nanny Jiang looked serious and confident, "Second Madam, I made a five-juice drink, give it to her now."

This medicine has been proven to be effective in stopping bleeding. I hope it will have an immediate effect on Qinghong.

"Xiaohong, come and help."

Doctor Hu quickly packed up his things and made room for them.

Nanny Jiang cleared the people around the bed, asked Xiaohong to help Qinghong up, opened her mouth, and poured the medicine in little by little. She immediately held up her right arm to check, and the cut was still bleeding. The powder sprinkled by Doctor Hu turned into a paste.

Nanny Jiang cleaned the wound with a soft towel. Qinghong twisted slightly, and the strength in her hands became even lighter. She threw the blood-soaked towel on the tray, and Nanny Jiang skillfully spread the mashed herbs thickly on the wound, and finally gently laid it flat on the bed. Then she pulled a stool and sat down, quietly waiting for the effect.

Doctor Hu did not leave after writing the prescription. He stroked his beard and waited for the medicine to take effect before leaving.

He would occasionally glance at Nanny Jiang.

The two were old friends. When Nanny Jiang was in the capital, they had a chance meeting and became close friends. They often got together to exchange medical skills. The old lady of the Tang family moved to Nanny Jiang because of Tang Li's affair, which not only ruined her marriage but also caused her to be infertile for life.

The old lady always felt guilty, and seeing that the two of them were in love, she tried to persuade Doctor Hu to marry her. However, Nanny Jiang rejected her sternly, and she cut off all contact with him. Soon after, Tang Shiyan came to Chenliu to take up his post, and Nanny Jiang followed him.

More than ten years later, the two met again in the Qinghong Room, and Doctor Hu no longer had the deep feelings he once had for her.

She is an old friend.

He believed in her medical skills.

Nanny Jiang turned her head inadvertently and noticed Doctor Hu sitting quietly in the corner of the room. She was stunned for a moment and nodded at him indifferently.

He smiled and nodded.

The old lady asked Doctor Hu, "This child is still..., when will he wake up?"

She wanted to ask, "Is there any hope for this child?" But the question was too harsh and she didn't dare to say it.

"If the bleeding in her body can be stopped and she can survive tonight, her life will be safe. But..."

Everyone understood what he meant, and the room fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Muxia still stayed beside her, staring at Qinghong's right hand without blinking, and kept repeating in his heart, "Stop the bleeding quickly, coagulate quickly..."

It seemed as if God had heard her call, and soon the wound stopped bleeding.

"Okay, wait until the wound solidifies, then apply the white medicine normally." Nanny Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Old lady, Madam, you can go back now. The room smells too much of blood, be careful not to bump into anyone."

The maid helped the old lady leave, and Liu Ying winked at Tang Zhongbai, signaling him to take Jiang Muxia away.

Tang Si sent Doctor Hu back home. At this time, only the couple, Xiao Hong and Nanny Jiang were left in the ear room.

"Second Master, take Second Lady back to rest. Xiao Hong and I will watch over her tonight."

"No. Xiaohong, go get some water. Qinghong likes to be clean, and she's all over... It's too dirty. I'll help her clean it up and put on clean clothes."

Nanny Jiang sighed helplessly.

Tang Zhongbai called Nanny Jiang out of the room and secretly told her to take good care of him.

He waited for Tang Si to come back, and the two of them hurried to the second branch of the Tang family in the northwest of the city.

At this time, there were only a few strong men and Tang Jing's mother Zhou, who was sobbing beside the coffin, left in the yard of the second branch of the Tang family.

Because she didn't die a good death, unmarried girls were not allowed to spend the night at home.

The lid of the coffin had been nailed shut, and the second old man gave the order to load the body onto a truck and take it outside the city to a random place for burial.

When Tang Zhongbai arrived, the yard was in chaos. Zhou shouted to God that her daughter had died unjustly and she wanted to report it to the police.

Tang Zhongbai took a look and saw that the coffin was overturned on the ground, the coffin lid was broken into pieces, and Tang Jing was lying on the ground with her clothes in disarray.

Her eyes opened wide, and she raised one hand, her palm clenched into a fist, with only her index finger pointing straight and firm in the direction of the main courtyard.

Zhou knelt beside Tang Jing, beating her chest and stamping her feet, crying and shouting, "I want to report to the police. My daughter was murdered. My daughter, I am useless. I will not let you rest in peace even if you die. I will seek justice for you."

Everyone watched from a distance and no one dared to step forward.

Tang Zhongbai walked forward, pulled someone over, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"When the coffin was being loaded onto the carriage, it fell to the ground and became like this. Fourth Aunt refused to let anyone touch Thirteen, and everyone was at a loss. They were all waiting for Second Grandfather to make a decision."

Tang Zhongbai was looking for his eldest brother in the crowd. He guessed that it was his eldest brother who had done something, but he felt sorry for Thirteen.

Old Master Tang Er was supported by someone and came to the front yard. He raised his cane and pointed it at Zhou and cursed her. The words of an old man scolding his daughter-in-law made the younger generation present blush.

The obscene words were so unbearable to hear that Tang Zhongbai frowned.

"You are a little whore's offspring. You are such a lowly thing. How dare you stay at home? I am merciful not tossing her into a mass grave after she did such a shameless thing. If you make trouble again, I will divorce you. Go back to your house."

Zhou stared with red eyes, "She is my daughter. I only have this one daughter. As a mother, I know her better than you. She would never do such a shameless thing."

"Hmph, so what if it is so? If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked. This family has never been right since you, an old fool. You lewd old beast, you are almost dead, and you slept with the little girl in the room. How could it not be you who died? You and your son are having sex with one person, which is really a glory for the family..."

Zhou was furious, and she vented all the anger she had been holding back for years, cursing without a care in the world. The maids around her tried to stop her, but failed, and almost covered her mouth.

"You..." The old man was so angry that his hands were shaking, "Someone, lock this crazy woman up for me."

Several servants rushed up, pulled Zhou up and dragged her to the backyard.

Zhou was cursing, kicking and biting like a mad woman.

The old man roared: "Throw this little bitch into the mass grave, chop up the coffin and burn it."

He turned around and walked away staggeringly, leaving Tang Zhongbai and the others looking at each other in bewilderment.