Chapter 150 I Won't Touch You

Dong Chunlan was slapped hard in the face, her face felt burning with pain and tears welled up in her eyes.

After Le Fei played, he found that his mistakes were exposed.

He frowned and looked at Qiao Jin again: "Miss Qiao, I have a bad temper and I lost control of my impulse. I'm so sorry. What disease did you just say my wife has?"

Qiao Jin said, "She has severe abdominal effusion, which has caused stomach pain. Now she must undergo surgery to solve the problem."

"Is surgery necessary? How can we have surgery in this village? I think you understand that surgery is impossible in this environment, right? Is it really necessary?"

Le Fei's voice was full of anxiety and powerlessness.

Qiao Jin narrowed his eyes, his gaze became sharp, and continued: "But if it is not treated, he will soon die from the infection and pain, and the consequences will be more serious. This is not just a matter of surgery, but also a matter of life and death."

After hearing what Qiao Jin said, Dong Chunlan's emotions completely collapsed. She threw herself at Cong Lefei's neck, her eyes filled with a strong desire to survive, and she shouted almost hoarsely: "Husband, I can't die! Save me!"

"Hurry up and give me the medicine. I'll be fine after taking it!"

Dong Chunlan's voice was tearful. She grabbed her husband's clothes tightly with both hands and shook his body continuously, as if this was the last straw.

Qiao Jin glanced at the scene, looking a little surprised, but did not show too much emotion: "Uncle Cong, is there any medicine that can work? I have not learned these, so I don't know whether those so-called secret recipes are useful."

Cong Lefei stared at Qiao Jin, looking at this simple and innocent face, wondering in his heart: Is she really so naive?

He muttered to himself and observed secretly. Things over there had been arranged properly, and those people would naturally become interested in Qiao Jin.

However, they had instructed not to alert the enemy, as there had been some trouble with the export of goods recently and they had almost been exposed, so they had to be extra careful.

Cong Lefei forced a smile, trying to hide his complicated emotions: "There are some secret medicines left by our ancestors at home. I don't know if they can cure this problem, but if you take them when you feel uncomfortable, they may have a certain effect. Comrade Qiao, you should go back to your room and rest. I will take good care of my wife here."

Qiao Jin nodded slightly and pretended to be obedient, but when she was carrying the medicine box and carefully passed by Cong Lefei, Cong Lefei suddenly grabbed her arm.

The sudden action caused her body to jolt violently.

"Miss Qiao, I'll have to ask you to help look after the villagers tomorrow."

Le Fei's voice seemed calm, but his words revealed a firmness that could not be refused.

This tone made Qiao Jin instantly alert, realizing that he might have been monitored or even threatened.

She tried to keep herself calm and forced a smile, "Uncle, please rest assured, I will do my best."

When she said this, she tried to keep her eyes calm and sincere, for fear that the other party would notice any fear or hesitation.

"By the way, can Da Zhuang also treat illnesses? Why haven't I seen him treating people?"

Qiao Jin quickly adjusted her mood and asked in a light tone, trying to change the subject while also taking the opportunity to test Da Zhuang's role in this incident and the closeness of his relationship with Cong Lefei.

"Uncle, you know that the villagers are very hostile to us. I even got hurt while trying to protect myself."

Having said this, Qiao Jin paused for a moment, as if recalling those painful moments.

"It is really difficult for us to carry out rescue work now."

She continued, her tone calm as water, without the slightest panic.

I hope that my words can arouse sympathy or alleviate the other person's possible vigilance towards me.

Cong Le Fei stared into Qiao Jin's clear eyes, as if looking for any signs of deception.

After a moment, he confirmed that the girl in front of him was not lying, then he slowly loosened his grip on her hand, his eyes revealing some complicated emotions.

Wait until Qiao Jin walks out of the room and the footsteps gradually fade away until they can no longer be heard.

Cong Lefei finally let out the anger that he had suppressed for so long, and kicked Dong Chunlan, who was curled up on the bed and dared not move, so hard that she was almost kicked off the bed.

Dong Chunlan was kicked to the side of the bed and gasped in pain, but because she was too afraid of the cold and ruthless look in the man in front of her, she dared not utter a single sound and could only grit her teeth and endure the pain.

At this moment, beads of sweat the size of beans had begun to seep out of Dong Chunlan's forehead. Her face turned extremely pale, and her hair was wet with sweat and looked messy.

"Lao Cong...I'm really in so much pain, can you give me some medicine first?"

She almost knelt down and begged, her voice full of despair and helplessness.

Seeing the woman who was about to collapse, Zong Lefei took out a small bottle from his pocket and handed it to Dong Chunlan, his expression still as cold as before, "Hurry up, don't let anyone find out."

"I don't understand how you, with your stupid head, could let Qiao Jin into our house. What if something goes wrong?"

Her words were full of worry and anxiety.

Dong Chunlan lowered her head in grievance, not daring to say a word, her eyes flashing with a little uneasiness and fear.

On the other side, Qiao Jin returned to the room and saw that Fu Yanlin had almost drawn a map of the entire village.

The drawing was spread out on the table, with every corner clearly marked.

After Qiao Jin came in, the two of them looked at each other and understood each other tacitly, as if they had understood each other's intentions.

There was an indescribable tacit understanding in the air.

Fu Yanlin stood up and walked in front of Qiao Jin. Qiao Jin was about to speak when she saw Fu Yanlin reaching out to check her body. She was stunned and watched him hold her hand and carefully check for any signs of injury.

Qiao Jin was a little embarrassed: "I'm fine, I didn't encounter any danger just now, don't worry."

There was a hint of shyness in his tone.

"If I was here just now, Dong Chunlan and Cong Lefei might have been even more unrestrained. But now that I'm back in the room, I feel a little regretful. I shouldn't have let you face that situation alone."

Fu Yanlin's eyes were full of apology, and his voice was gentle and low.

Hearing the apology in Fu Yanlin's tone, Qiao Jin comforted him softly: "They won't hurt me easily. Besides, you are in the room ready to rescue at any time. I can also see that Cong Lefei has some courage, but not much."

She turned her gaze to the carefully drawn map in Fu Yanlin's hand, and then asked, "How are you doing now?"

Fu Yanlin replied calmly: "Let's get into bed first."

Fu Yanlin spoke so naturally that Qiao Jin's cheeks instantly turned red, and even her fair neck was stained with a faint pink.

Seeing the little girl in front of him blushing with shyness, Fu Yanlin couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pinch her ear.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you."