Lu Jiuchuan frowned and shot a sharp look at the man:

"My wife gave me that twenty dollars out of kindness. I don't want you to pay it back. I just don't want to have any contact with you."

"The police will come to look for your wife in a few minutes. You can ask any questions you have. Let me remind you that if you beat your wife or refuse to take your children to the doctor, the police will also investigate."

"Now, get out of my way!"

The man saw the fierce look on his face and felt like backing off.

In a blink of an eye, he saw Caixia becoming gloomy because Lu Jiuchuan had deliberately drawn a line between them, and he turned his anger towards her.

"Now that you've become powerful, you still want to ask the police? I'm telling you, as long as I'm not going to execute you, I'll still have plenty of time to deal with you."

"You bring your worthless child to beg, and you think people will be kind enough to give you money, right? I'll let you be more pitiful, and see if anyone still has pity on you."

The man cursed and punched and kicked Caixia.

Caixia squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, and did not react at all despite being beaten and scolded.

Luo Qianyu sat on the ox cart and watched coldly. Domestic violence does not develop in a day. Blindly tolerating, forgiving and indulging it will only make the perpetrator worse and more unscrupulous.

As a victim, Caixia did not resist and did not try to find a solution. Others could help her temporarily but not forever.

She didn't want to get involved in such matters, and the police would be here soon, so it wouldn't be her turn to deal with it.

She was more curious whether Lu Jiuchuan would interfere.

However, Lu Jiuchuan suddenly turned around, picked her up, and walked towards the hospital, avoiding the man who was beating and scolding Caixia.

She turned around to look at the man who was still cursing and asked Lu Jiuchuan:

"Aren't you going to take care of it?"

"No matter! Your injury is more important. The police behind us will take care of it."

Lu Jiuchuan strode forward, looking forward, then suddenly stopped and looked down at her.

"I listen to you. Do you want me to be in charge?"

"No. I'm just curious about what you think. Wouldn't most people choose to lend a helping hand?"

When Lu Jiuchuan heard that she had no intention of doing anything, he resumed his running state and whispered:

"The police and the Women's Federation may not be able to handle this kind of thing well. If you stop them once, you may get into countless troubles."

Luo Qianyu put his hand on his shoulder, looked up at the stubble faintly showing on his chin, and suddenly smiled.

On this matter, his thoughts coincide with mine, which is quite rare.

Lu Jiuchuan was worried about her wound and took her directly to the emergency room.

"Doctor, please help my wife. She was stabbed before and the stitches were removed yesterday. She was injured again just now."

The doctor on duty saw that Luo Qianyu was being carried in and thought that he was seriously injured. He immediately pointed to the bed next to him and asked him to be put on the bed for examination.

He also criticized Lu Jiuchuan:

"Just after the stitches were removed, he got injured again? What's wrong with you as the family members?..."

Luo Qianyu had just lifted up his clothes when the talkative doctor was at a loss for words.

"Isn't this good? What's the fuss?"

There was a commotion outside the emergency room, and the group of people with broken legs arrived.

"Don't join in the fun if you have nothing to do."

The doctor sternly scolded them and rushed to see the next patient.

Then he complained loudly in the corridor:

"Are you kidding me? Why are there so many people with broken legs all at once? Hurry and carry them in! Get other doctors over here too."

Luo Qianyu pulled on his clothes, jumped off the bed and walked out.

When Lu Jiuchuan bent down to hug her, she pushed him away:

"I told you it's okay. You should believe the doctor, right? Don't carry him in and out again. It's so embarrassing."

She walked steadily and quickly.

Lu Jiuchuan touched his nose from behind and strode after her.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

"I know! After tossing and turning all night, I just want to go back and take a shower and go to bed."

The two returned to the guesthouse under the moonlight.

Luo Qianyu glanced at the time and it was already past one in the morning.

At this time, the guesthouse had already passed the time for hot water supply. She sighed:

"My body is sticky and feels rotten. I don't know when Haitao will be able to make the hot pot."

Lu Jiuchuan shook the thermos:

"There's only half a pot of hot water. Give me some money and I'll find a way to take a bath."

Luo Qianyu gave him a Big Unity banknote as pocket money.

Half an hour later, Lu Jiuchuan took her to the small public bathroom and got a large bucket of hot water from somewhere.

"You wash first, I'll be waiting outside."

Luo Qianyu didn't think much about it, he picked up the basin and toiletries and went in.

However, Lu Jiuchuan, who was standing outside, felt uncomfortable.

The conditions in the guesthouse were not much better than those in the brigade. The door of the bathroom was broken and no one repaired it. They just hung a plastic curtain to deal with it.

During the normal hot water supply hours, everyone lines up to take a shower. There are lights on the corridor, so you can't see anything and it's safe.

It was the middle of the night and it was dark outside, with only the yellow light bulb in the bathroom on.

All of Luo Qianyu's movements inside were reflected on the curtain.

The movement of her taking off her clothes was like drawing back the curtain of a movie, revealing the obvious ups and downs of her figure.

It's hazy and mysterious, making people want to lift the curtain to find out.

Lu Jiuchuan realized the filthiness in his heart, turned his head away, and silently recited classic quotations from "Selected Works of Mao Zedong" in his mind.

But the more he looked back, the more messy his clothes became. That graceful shadow was like an alluring fairy, constantly teasing his nerves.

His eyes unconsciously shifted to the side, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a figure in the bathroom, applying soap on his body. He was so scared that he quickly looked down at his toes.

A wave of heat spread from his pounding heart to every cell, making him completely confused.

Luo Qianyu was in the bathroom, unaware of the torment in his heart.

When I was enjoying my shower, a bat the size of a palm came out from nowhere and flew around on the ceiling of the cramped bathroom, seemingly unable to find a way out.

She hated this creature that carried countless viruses on its body. She glanced at the towel in her hand and was reluctant to use it.

Grab the plastic slippers at your feet and swat at the bat:

"court death."

Unexpectedly, the bat had its own radar and actually dodged it. Then it seemed to sense the danger and started to fly around.

Luo Qianyu tried twice but missed the target.

When Lu Jiuchuan heard the noise, he looked up and recognized the shadow of the bat.

He raised his foot and wanted to rush in to help, but when he stood in front of the door curtain and saw her slender shadow, he remembered that she was not dressed yet.

He immediately stopped and said hurriedly:

"You...it doesn't bite, don't be afraid, just ignore it."

According to Lu Jiuchuan, bats are very common in the brigade, but his sister Lu Siman screams and jumps up and down every time she sees one, saying that every girl is afraid of this creature.

Luo Qianyu was completely different from the girl he knew. She seized the opportunity and threw her slippers at the bat's head.

The thin door curtain and the bat were knocked out by the slippers...

The bat fell to the ground with a squeaking sound and then fell silent.

The door curtain was caught on the nail on the door frame by a gust of wind.

Her slippers also hit Lu Jiuchuan's chest!

Lu Jiuchuan's pupils trembled violently, and he immediately turned his back:

"I, you...shoes."

His mind completely lost the ability to think and he threw his shoes backwards.

Luo Qianyu also hurriedly pulled down the door curtain, not even noticing that he had torn a hole in it.

There was only one thought in my mind:

Finished!

Seen everything!