Chapter 140 Killing the Chicken
More than twelve hours have passed since the beating, during which time neither ice was applied to cool the body nor any emergency treatment was given, and no one took the victim to the hospital in time.
I just endured it like that, relying on painkillers to get through it.
It's truly rare to see a grown man endure this much.
For an ordinary person, the pain would have caused them to go into shock or develop a persistent high fever.
Lu Weidong was not only conscious, but he was even able to struggle and cry out.
This level of pain tolerance left onlookers speechless with astonishment.
Perhaps it was this ruthlessness that allowed him to live for those extra few hours.
"Oh dear! Dr. Chen! What should we do? Please save Brother Jianguo!"
When Zhou Wenjuan heard the words "it can't be saved," her mind went blank.
She lunged forward, grabbed Dr. Chen's sleeve, her voice trembling.
"Aren't you the best at treating sprains and bruises? Please think of something and take another look! If Jianguo is crippled, how will I live?"
She was just thinking about settling down with Lu Weidong.
She's become like this, what will become of her?
The future suddenly turned pitch black, and she stood there, her mind in turmoil.
Dr. Chen shook his head.
"It's not that I haven't tried my best to see. To tell you the truth, the situation is now beyond my control. The tissue is severely necrotic, and if it drags on any longer, it could lead to sepsis and endanger their lives."
"Find a car quickly and take him to the county town. This condition probably requires surgery; I can't treat it here. You need to get going quickly; I'm going back now."
After saying that, Dr. Chen turned and left without looking back.
Everyone was stunned; a heavy, deathly silence filled the air.
Zhonghe and Zhongping let go of his hands, staring blankly at the terrible wound on their father's lower body.
Lu Shuixian lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.
Yang Juanhua cried out and threw herself into Lu Weidong's arms: "My son! How are we going to live like this!"
She cried out in anguish, clutching Lu Weidong's head with both hands, wiping her tears and snot all over his face.
She was truly desperate. The pain of losing her son in her old age had not yet subsided, and now she was facing the blow of her son's disability.
"What will I do if you leave? You're still so young! How could God be so cruel!"
Zhou Wenjuan was also stunned, standing there, at a loss for what to do.
Looking at Lu Weidong's pale face and his tightly closed eyes, she felt as if her heart had been hollowed out.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found her throat too dry to make a sound.
This scene was witnessed by Shen Yongcai, who was returning with bricks.
He drove the oxcart slowly from the village road into the courtyard, still holding the reins in his hand and a towel draped over his shoulder.
I was humming a little tune the whole way and was in a good mood.
But as soon as I stopped the car and looked up, I was stunned.
He was sitting on the oxcart and could see everything clearly.
A crowd had gathered in the courtyard. Lu Weidong lay on the ground, his pants pulled down to his knees, his face contorted in a grotesque and terrifying manner.
Zhou Wenjuan stood there in a daze, Yang Juanhua lay on her son and wept bitterly, and her two grandsons hung their heads in dejection.
In that instant, Shen Yongcai felt a heat on his forehead and his hair stood on end.
Seeing Lu Weidong's miserable state, Shen Yongcai felt a sharp pain in his lower body.
He unconsciously squeezed his legs together, secretly covering his groin with one hand, his face showing a complex expression.
He muttered to himself, "Sigh... this suffering is worse than death..."
I wonder if it was Shen Cuifen or her father who did it?
As soon as the thought popped into his head, he couldn't help but speculate about it.
After all, Lu Weidong was usually domineering and bullying.
It had long aroused the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people, but no one expected that someone would actually dare to be so ruthless.
If it really was them, that would be so satisfying!
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
The feeling of getting what you deserve is even more comforting than drinking a sip of ice-cold plum juice on a hot day.
Lu Weidong has been bullying others for so many years, and now he's finally been taught a lesson.
This is simply divine retribution, and justice will prevail!
He was unaware that Lu Weidong's family had been completely kicked out of the house.
At this moment, he had only heard rumors and knew that something had happened to the Lu family.
He was unaware of the specific details, let alone that the family hadn't left behind a single tile.
If they knew, they'd probably applaud.
But just hearing Dr. Chen say that this thing might have to be removed made him want to laugh.
That day, he was squatting on the steps smoking a pipe in front of the clinic when he heard Dr. Chen whispering to someone.
"This injury is too severe... I'm afraid... it will require surgical removal."
He nearly bit his pipe to pieces, trembling as he tried to suppress his laughter.
Just like casting a pig, if you castrate its testicles, let's see if it still dares to flirt around.
As soon as the image appeared in his mind, he laughed so hard he almost fell over.
Think of Lu Weidong's smug demeanor on ordinary days, now he lies on a hospital bed wailing incessantly.
It's truly a miracle that I couldn't even save my manhood!
This is the retribution Lu Weidong deserved!
Who told him to bully people without any limits?
Shen Cuifen was too lenient; she only crippled one of them. If he had been there, he would have smashed the other one to pieces too!
This kind of scum shouldn't have any offspring, lest they create a bunch of future disasters.
Shen Dayou chuckled and told the oxcart driver to take the cart directly to Shen Cuifen's house.
As we passed the village entrance, many people looked in this direction.
Especially those bystanders who were just watching the tragic scene at the Lu family's house were craning their necks to try and find out more.
But he ignored him completely and just patted the side of the car lightly.
"Hurry up and stop in front of my house."
"Master, please wait for me at the door for a moment. I'll go ask my sister where to put the bricks."
These red bricks were specially brought back from the county town by him, in order to repair the eaves and courtyard walls.
Now it's a good opportunity to send it over while we're at it.
The driver's eyes were already glued to Lu Weidong's side, nodding his head like he was pounding garlic. He quickly stopped the oxcart and craned his neck to look into the crowd again.
He was holding the reins in one hand, while the other hand was tiptoeing and trying to peek through the gaps in the crowd, as if he wanted to get a good listen.
"Oh my, I heard that place is a bloody mess...tsk tsk, that's really ruthless..."
Seeing that his master had agreed, Shen Dayou pushed open the door and entered the courtyard, where he happened to see Shen Cuifen squatting on the ground killing a chicken.
A speckled pheasant sits on the rammed earth ground in the courtyard.
Shen Cuifen knelt on the ground, holding a knife in her right hand, her expression calm.
The chicken was still flapping in her hand when a flash of the knife and a spurt of blood gushed from its neck.
A short, sharp cry broke the morning's tranquility.
Immediately afterwards, a bright red line of blood shot out.
The chicken flapped its wings wildly, kicking up a cloud of dust and weeds.
Shen Cuifen worked quickly and immediately hung the chicken upside down, letting all the blood flow into a bowl of water that had been prepared beforehand.
With practiced ease, she grabbed the rope tied to the chicken's claw, hung it on the iron hook under the eaves, and adjusted the angle to ensure that every drop of blood dripped into the bowl.
A film of blood quickly rose to the surface of the water, shimmering faintly in the morning light.
Once the blood collection was almost finished, she finally had a free hand to deal with Shen Dayou.
She shook the blood off her hands, wiped them on her apron, looked up at her brother, her face expressionless, only calm.
"Big brother, you're back?"
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