Chapter 78 Accidental Injury

"Wheat ears!"

Zhang Cui screamed and opened her arms to catch the falling child desperately. The huge impact caused her to fall to the ground with the child in her arms.

She held the wheat ear tightly in her arms, protecting it with her whole body, as if to shield her child from all harm in the world.

After seeing that Mai Sui was safe and sound, Zhang Cui burst into tears: "My Mai Sui! My child! Don't be afraid, Mom is here! Mom is here!"

Li Haixin succeeded in one strike without hesitation.

He twisted his body and used his other hand to punch Wang Jianfeng in the stomach with tremendous force.

"Ugh!" Wang Jianfeng's eyes bulged out and the severe pain made him hunch over like a shrimp in an instant.

All the madness and strength were shattered by this punch, and he curled up in pain, holding his stomach.

"Hold him down!"

Li Haixin was breathing heavily, his red eyes sweeping over the young people in the audience who could no longer contain themselves.

"superior!"

The people, who had been holding back their anger for a long time, rushed forward and pinned Wang Jianfeng, who was as limp as mud, to the ground.

Someone picked up the fruit knife on the ground and threw it away.

There was a moment of dead silence in the shed, and then a huge noise broke out.

“Well done!”

"Beast! He should be beaten to death!"

"Is the child okay? Check on the child!"

"Doctor Su! Look at the wheat ears!"

Su Tang rushed to Zhang Cui's side immediately.

She didn't care about the scratches on her body, even though the wounds were burning with pain and she could hardly bear it.

Zhang Cui sat on the ground holding the wheat ears, her whole body shaking, and she almost died of crying.

Mai Sui was hugged tightly by her mother, and seemed to have exhausted all her strength, only sobbing softly. The shallow bloodstain on her neck was particularly glaring.

"Sister-in-law, let go and let me see the wheat ears!"

Su Tang knelt beside Zhang Cui, his voice soothing as he gently pried open Zhang Cui's arms, whose knuckles had turned white from excessive force.

Li Haixin also strode over, his face still showing rage and hostility.

But when he saw his wife and daughter huddled together on the ground, his anger instantly turned into heartache and fear.

He squatted down and carefully stroked Zhang Cui's violently trembling back.

Li Haixin originally wanted to touch Mai Sui's little face, but when his hand was halfway extended, he was afraid that the strength of his hand would hurt the child, so he stopped abruptly in mid-air.

"It's okay...it's okay...Tweety, Wheat Ear...it's okay..."

Su Tang quickly checked the wound on Mai Sui's neck and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, it's a shallow cut, just a superficial injury. It just needs disinfection and a bandage. It's mainly because I was too frightened."

She looked up at Li Haixin and Zhang Cui: "Send them back to the house first, I'll take care of this."

Li Haixin nodded heavily and looked at the ears of wheat in Zhang Cui's arms.

Then he looked at Wang Jianfeng, who was pinned to the ground and groaning in pain like a dead dog. His eyes were filled with undisguised murderous intent and coldness.

He took off his brand new blue cloth jacket and carefully wrapped it around Mai Sui, who was only wearing a thin coat.

Li Haixin carefully took the child from Zhang Cui's arms and held the child tightly in his broad and strong arms.

With the other hand, he lifted the limp Zhang Cui up from the ground and half-hugged her to his side.

Wang Jianfeng was pressed to the cold ground like a puddle of mud. The severe pain in his stomach made him groan and twitch in pain.

People's angry curses and pointing fingers fell on him like hail.

"You're worse than an animal!"

"He can even kill his own daughter!"

"Send him to the Public Security Bureau! He must be dealt with severely!"

Several young and strong men tied up Wang Jianfeng tightly with hemp ropes used to tie firewood in just a few seconds. Their movements were rough and merciless.

The rope cut deeply into his flesh, and he cried out in pain, but this only resulted in even heavier punches and kicks.

"Behave yourself!"

Someone kicked him hard.

"Have a good talk with the police about how you're being a 'father'!"

Wang Jianfeng was dragged away. When he passed through the crowd, he was greeted by countless contemptuous and angry looks, and several mouthfuls of spit were spat in his face.

The last thing he saw was Li Haixin guarding a rare treasure.

Holding the wheat ears wrapped in his new coat and half hugging the weak Zhang Cui, he walked step by step towards their new house.

That back view represents the stability and support that Wang Jianfeng had never given to Zhang Cui in her life and that she would never be able to obtain.

The madness in his eyes was completely extinguished, leaving only endless despair and fear.

He knew he was finished.

The noise of the crowd gradually died down, leaving only lingering discussions.

Su Tang struggled to deal with the scene, comforted several frightened elderly people, and asked someone to help clean up the messy stage.

Only after confirming that Li Haixin didn't need help for the time being did she drag her tired body and slowly walk home, enduring the burning pain in her side.

As soon as I reached the gate of the family compound, I saw a dusty jeep parked in front of my yard.

The car door opened and a tall and straight figure jumped out nimbly.

It was Lu Xiao who had just returned from a mission.

He was wearing a military uniform, looking dusty and exhausted, with a look of fatigue on his face from the long journey.

But the moment those deep and sharp eyes saw Su Tang, they immediately captured her unusual paleness and walking posture.

"Tangtang?"

Lu Xiao strode towards him, his brows instantly furrowed.

His eyes swept over his wife's body like a hawk, and he immediately noticed the dust and blood on her elbow.

And she subconsciously covered the left side of her waist with her hand.

There, a small dark stain spread across the light-colored clothes.

"What's going on?"

Lu Xiao's voice became low, carrying a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.

He reached out to help her, but his movements were extremely cautious.

When Su Tang saw him, his tense nerves relaxed, pain and fatigue surged up instantly, and he staggered.

Lu Xiao was quick to hold her steady with his strong arms.

"It's okay, it's just... Sister Zhang Cui is getting married to Master Li today, and something unexpected happened..."

Su Tang tried to downplay it as much as possible, not wanting to make him worry too much.

"Accident?"

Lu Xiao's eyes were fixed on the dark area on her waist, and his tone was colder than ever before.

"Is this injury also an accident?"

Without giving her any explanation, he half supported and half hugged her, almost "carrying" her into the house. His movements were strong but gentle, and he let her sit gently on the edge of the bed.

"It's nothing, I just got bumped into during the chaos, maybe rubbing against the corner of the table..."

Su Tang wanted to explain.

"Don't move."

Lu Xiao interrupted her, his voice not loud but with a certain firmness in it.

He turned around and took out clean gauze, disinfectant and a small bottle of trauma powder specially supplied to the troops from his military bag.

He knelt on one knee beside the bed and gently lifted the clothes on Su Tang's waist.

A wound about an inch long was exposed, with red and swollen edges, slightly turned outward, and still slowly oozing blood.

The wound was not particularly deep, but it looked particularly hideous on her fair and delicate skin.

Lu Xiao's eyes instantly became icy cold, and his jawline was as tight as a rock.