"Will Erwazi bleed to death?"

"If he dies, the village chief..."

"Untie me..."

Perhaps these men thought they were outnumbered, with a few women among them. They figured if they let go, they wouldn't be able to escape.

Without prolonging the stalemate, they were released.

Song Yan: "All of you step back!"

"You're standing too close, we're scared, and then we can't get treatment!"

These men retreated without hesitation.

Because Erwazi's face was getting paler and paler, and although he was not dead yet, he looked bad.

His mouth kept moving, as if he was calling for help, but no sound came out.

This person is doomed, we need to save them quickly.

The man called Erwazi is in such a state that the bleeding must be stopped immediately.

Dr. Xu is an obstetrician and frequently performs gynecological surgeries. Normally, suturing and stopping bleeding wouldn't be difficult for her.

But she was terrified, and her hands kept shaking.

Sun Jing, who was assisting her, couldn't even thread the needle through the sutures.

Feng Funian was also trembling.

Liu Hui's eyes were already so swollen that he could hardly see, but at this moment he had no choice but to lend a hand.

Even though the men in the village were standing, their legs were actually shaking.

She unconsciously squeezed her legs together.

Song Yan was now incredibly calm; she was plotting her escape.

"Girl! I think someone came outside, but then they disappeared! They're a bit far away, so I can't really feel it!" The old man's voice echoed in Song Yan's mind again.

Song Yan nodded, indicating that she understood. Actually, there was nothing she could do about it.

...

To be honest, this was the first time these villagers had ever seen a doctor stitch up their wounds.

The curved steel needles were pricking their flesh, making them feel uncomfortable.

"Erwazi is finished! What are we going to do?" someone asked.

"Quick! Go tell the village chief!"

"Yes, yes! You guys keep an eye on them, don't let them get away! I'm going..." The man couldn't finish his sentence because Song Yan had appeared beside him at some point, with a knife at his neck.

Perhaps it was because Song Yan was closer to them, or perhaps they realized that the village chief wouldn't let them off the hook since they hadn't protected his son, so they had to take a desperate gamble. Perhaps it was the pervasive smell and bloodstains that irritated them.

Someone actually grabbed Song Yan's wrist.

"Grab her, or we won't be able to explain this to the village chief..."

"ah!"

Ouch!

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Liu Hui and the others had stopped what they were doing and were staring blankly as Song Yan beat them all to the ground.

They didn't commit a crime because they didn't do anything. Now that they've done what they were supposed to do, when else are they going to clean up the mess?

These people lay on the ground groaning incessantly, their arms and hands placed in strange positions at their sides.

It's dislocated.

Those who study medicine understand.

They witnessed Song Yan taking action, but it still felt unreal.

Song Yan is considered slim and slender, so how did she manage to defeat seven men?

"Clang... Clang clang!"

Clang... Clang!

Clang... Clang clang

The sound of the gong was rhythmic.

"Has someone discovered we're in trouble and come to rescue us?"

The man who spoke was the one who called the village chief's son "Second Brother." He was the one who was staring at Doctor Xu and Doctor Gao.

Song Yan: "Tell me, what's the meaning behind your village banging gongs like that? Is it just to gather the villagers, or is there some other meaning?"

The man who had just spoken spoke again. "Let me go right now."

The gong rang, and the villagers came immediately!

The village chief won't let you get away with this..."

"What an idiot, daring to threaten me at a time like this!" Song Yan grabbed his arm and slammed it hard on the only table in the room.

"Ah..." he cried out in a very pitiful way.

His entire forearm was deformed and broken.

How could Liu Hui be as meticulous in stitching up Erwazi as he is in his usual surgeries?

Just make sure they don't die.

He dropped the instruments he was holding. "Dr. Song, the people from their village will be here soon!"

Let's run away quickly!

The others remained silent, looking at Song Yan, but conveyed the same message.

Song Yan: "The road down the mountain is downhill, which is already difficult to walk on. Now that it's raining, the road is slippery, and it's dark."

It's not that easy to get down the mountain!

Song Yan's analysis is absolutely correct.

Several men from the village squatted nearby. Although they didn't say anything, their expressions suggested that Song Yan was right.

"What should we do then?" Sun Jing asked anxiously.

The others were also at a loss, all looking at the calm Song Yan and waiting for her plan.

"We'll stay in this house until dawn, and then they'll lead the way down the mountain!"

Let them carry this good-for-nothing when the time comes.

"If the village chief dares to stop me, I'll cut off his son's fingers one by one and give them to him!" Song Yan said this to intimidate the villagers and make them obey.

Not only those few villagers, but even Sun Jing and the others stared at her in a daze.

The villagers thought of Song Yan: Is this a woman?

Sun Jing and the others: Dr. Song is so amazing, do we think we can get out of here alive?

Feng Funian: What the hell did I mess with? He kept glancing at Song Yan, and then at the knife in Song Yan's hand.

He was terrified that the knife would stab him too...

There was a constant commotion outside, and several torches had been lit.

Song Yan had already closed the door to their room.

Ideally, the village chief should come in himself if he wants to find out what's going on.

Song Yan walked up to the villager with the broken arm and looked down at him.

He was covered in sweat and had already wet his pants.

He saw the blood-stained knife waving in front of him.

"Don't kill me! Spare my life!"

"Erwazi sent me!"

Song Yan: "What's your name?"

"Zheng Sanhu! My name is Zheng Sanhu!"

Song Yan: "What's the village chief's name? How many sons does he have? What's your relationship with his family?"

"The village chief's name is Zheng Zhoumin, and he has two sons..."

Now, Zheng Sanhu looked at Song Yan as if he were looking at the King of Hell. He not only answered every question, but also spilled everything he knew.

Zheng is the most common surname in this village; two-thirds of the villagers share this surname.

The Zheng family, or rather the village chief, held absolute power in the village.

The village chief has two sons.

The eldest son has been looking for a wife for several years, but they haven't had any children yet.

They originally said they didn't want this daughter-in-law anymore, but later, for some reason, they stopped mentioning it.

But the village chief's eldest son always beats his wife, and he beats her to death.

Then the village chief treated his second son better and better.

He and the village chief are from the same clan, so he knows more about the situation.

It seems that his eldest son is unable to have children.

Song Yan knew why Zheng Sanhu brought this up first.

Because she castrated the village chief's second son.