After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 108 - A Wise Move
Chapter 108: Chapter 108: A Wise Move
Chapter 108: Chapter 108: A Wise Move
His figure was no longer that of the child who needed protection years ago; having weathered the trials of time, he had grown into a man capable of facing storms on his own.
The care that had been absent in the darkest of times, when mentioned now, was nothing more than a superfluous echo, and false sympathy seemed even cheaper and more unnecessary.
Jiang Xunzhong stood by the doorway for a long time, with his chest rising and falling, he let out a long breath, and the complex emotions in his eyes finally turned into an inaudible sigh, as he turned and silently left the place, leaving behind a ground full of unspoken regrets.
Inside the room, candlelight flickered, Su Yu gripped a glinting curved knife in her hand with an eagle-like sharp gaze, and commanded Ziling, who was cowering in the corner, “Stretch out your hand to me.”
Her voice was clear, cold, and authoritative, brooking no refusal.
Fear and helplessness were written all over Lady Zhao’s face, but under Su Yu’s insistence, she realized that if she did not cut away the rotting flesh, her condition would only worsen day by day.
So, despite an indescribable fear in her heart, she still trembled and slowly extended her hand, as if handing over her fate to another.
However, when Su Yu’s sharp knife tip lightly touched the edge of the festering wound, a sudden, intense pain caused Lady Zhao to scream out loud, almost instinctively wanting to retract her hand.
Seeing this, Su Yu’s mouth curled into a chilling smile, and a fleeting harshness flashed in her eyes—yes, she wanted to instill fear, for this was the lesson she deserved.
At that moment, footsteps from Jiang Xunzhong approached from afar, and without even lifting her head, Su Yu commanded, “Come and hold her hand down, don’t let her move.”
Jiang Xunzhong hesitated for a moment, but ultimately followed Su Yu’s instructions, despite the conflicting turmoil in his heart.
His hands firmly held Lady Zhao’s arm in place, and as Su Yu’s knife made a decisive cut, a foul-smelling pus blood instantly splattered, staining the surrounding ground red, Lady Zhao’s screams piercing the quiet night, mournful and shrill.
Struggling out of instinct, Su Yu’s voice remained calm, carrying an inexorable authority, “Move again, and I can’t guarantee where the blade will stop.”
That sentence was like a charm, instantly immobilizing all of Lady Zhao’s movements; she could only clench her teeth tightly, her whole body tensed, enduring what seemed an endless torment.
With each slide of the knife, Lady Zhao’s suppressed screams grew weaker yet more penetrating, difficult for anyone to bear listening to.
Jiang Xunzhong, unable to witness the cruel scene, averted his gaze and turned his head aside, yet his grip unconsciously tightened, as if this could alleviate the inner agony.
Lady Zhao’s wailing echoed in the eerie silence, exceptionally grating to the ear.
Su Yu’s technique was skilled and merciless; she quickly cleared all the decaying flesh around the wound.
Just as Lady Zhao thought the ordeal was coming to an end, a new wave of excruciating pain surged over her like a tidal wave, and she screamed again, her voice laden with despair, fear, and unwillingness… Su Yu, holding a small bottle filled with high-concentration alcohol, carefully tilted it, and the sharp and biting liquid slowly trickled onto Lady Zhao’s bloody and blurred wound.
In that moment, Lady Zhao’s body shook violently, as if every drop of alcohol turned into a sharp needle, mercilessly piercing through her skin and striking her bone marrow, the pain almost equivalent to directly gouging out a chunk of flesh.
Finally, in the unbearable torture, Lady Zhao was in so much pain that she lost consciousness and collapsed limply to the ground.
Su Yu, with a faint flicker in the corner of her eye, quickly glanced at her pale face, a trace of cold indifference flashed in her eyes before she turned away, continuing with her task without pause.
Then, she took out specially prepared herbal medicine from a nearby medicine box; the herbs were green in color, emitting a faint scent of grass and wood, effective in promoting tissue healing and reducing scars when applied to Lady Zhao’s wound.
As the herbs touched the skin, Lady Zhao, though unconscious, seemed to relax her furrowed brow slightly.
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After finishing, Su Yu stood up and drew a short blade from her waist, meticulously wiping the bloodstained blade that glinted in the night.
Afterward, she picked up an alcohol swab and meticulously disinfected the blade, ensuring that every inch of the cutting edge was as immaculate as new.
This blade was not only her means of self-defense but also an essential tool for her medical practice, its sharpness commanding respect.
Therefore, she always took extra care to wrap it in a soft white cloth and hide it in a place difficult to reach, fearful that the lively and active Xixi might accidentally touch it and cause an unforeseen accident.
“Remember, I will come again tomorrow to change the dressing. Within seven days, be sure not to let the wound touch water,” Su Yu instructed in a calm yet resolute tone to the visibly unsettled Jiang Xunzhong at her side.
Gratitude filled Jiang Xunzhong’s eyes, his lips quivered slightly, and in a deep and sincere voice, he said, “Thank you… Thank you.” His gratitude was evident beyond words.
Su Yu smiled faintly, yet her eyes conveyed an undeniable determination, “There’s no need for that. Had it not been to seek justice for Ziling, I would have had no intention of getting involved in this matter.”
Seeing a flash of confusion cross Jiang Xunzhong’s face, Su Yu curved her lips into a chilly smile, “Do you think I purposely refrained from using painkillers on her?”
Jiang Xunzhong stared at Su Yu, whose smile seemed particularly enigmatic under the dim light, causing an involuntary chill to rise in his heart and making him shiver.
The night was deep when Su Yu hurried back home, to be first greeted by the sight of Xixi sleeping peacefully in bed.
She softly asked Jiang Ziling, who stood by, “The noise just now, it didn’t wake her, did it?”
Jiang Ziling shook his head, Lady Zhao’s near-hysterical screaming was audible even through several closed doors, but he reassuringly replied, “No, she’s sleeping soundly.”
Upon hearing this, Su Yu’s tense nerves slightly relaxed, “That’s good then, the last thing I want is to disturb her.”
Just as she was about to turn away, Jiang Ziling called out softly, “Ah Yu!”
“Hmm? Is something the matter?” Su Yu turned back, responding gently.
Jiang Ziling hesitated slightly, as if searching for the right words, “Actually, you didn’t have to go to such lengths for me…”
“What do you mean?” Su Yu appeared somewhat puzzled, “Are you talking about Lady Zhao’s matter?”
Jiang Ziling nodded in affirmation.
Su Yu found Jiang Ziling’s concern slightly perplexing, “What are you suggesting?”
“I mean… enduring the discontent in your heart to treat her,” Jiang Ziling attempted to explain.
Su Yu nodded slightly, her gaze growing profound, “Indeed, the process is far from pleasant. But this isn’t solely for you. In this village, people’s words can be dreadful. If I were to stand by idly today, it could lead to gossip in the future. I don’t care about others’ opinions, but we still live here, and it’s wise to avoid becoming the subject of idle talk as much as possible.”
