Chapter 223 plunging into even greater despair
"Qin Lanlan, you don't think I'll forgive you so easily for what you did in the past, do you?"
Now that things have come to this, seeing that Qin Lanlan still holds onto a sliver of hope, Jiang Ruzhen is particularly eager to destroy her only lifeline.
"To tell you the truth, Qin Lanlan, I know the whole story of how you conspired with your family to frame my Xinxin. And the idea of sending you to replace Xinxin was mine."
Last time you finally escaped and came to find me, I deliberately flattered you to death, and then tipped you off to Old Hu, causing you to be caught and live a life worse than death every day...
How about that? Surprised? Unexpected? Hahahaha...
Jiang Ruzhen laughed wildly, and the sound of her laughter echoed in Qin Lanlan's ears like a deadly snare. She had just climbed to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) when she lost her footing and fell off.
"No...no...that's how it is. It was clearly the second son who harmed me, how could it be you? No...I don't believe it, Mom, you're lying to me, right? You've been so good to me, you've been better to me than your own children, how could you possibly harm me..."
Qin Lanlan fell into the mud pit, looking even more disheveled. She grabbed her messy hair and began to break down.
Upon hearing her words, Jiang Ruzhen instantly flew into a rage, "You still know that I treat you better than my own children? You heartless scumbag!"
Then why did you harm my daughter? Why did you sell her to the mountains? Why did you poison your eldest brother? Why did you force your second brother to leave?
Why did you have to cause my youngest son to be hit and killed, and then make me break my leg and drive me to my death?
Qin Lanlan, I also want to ask, why do you have no heart? Why did you repay kindness with enmity? Why? Why is this happening?
Qin Lanlan felt like her head was about to explode, and the pain made her roll around on the ground.
"No, I didn't. What nonsense are you talking about, Jiang Ruzhen! You're framing me. I didn't do any of those things. Why do you hate me so much? It wasn't me..."
Qin Lanlan was utterly devastated. She didn't understand what Jiang Ruzhen was babbling about: poisoning her eldest brother? Forcing her second brother away? Selling Xin Xin, running over her younger brother, and driving Jiang Ruzhen to her death.
How could she do those things?
Even if it's something to be done, it's something to be done later. Why is Jiang Ruzhen arbitrarily accusing her now?
She's gone mad, she must be mad!
Qin Lanlan had never known that Jiang Ruzhen hated her so much; she had just clearly sensed Jiang Ruzhen's undisguised murderous intent towards her.
She felt ice-cold all over, and realized that her last lifeline had been lost.
Jiang Ruzhen hated her so much that Qin Lanlan, thinking that no one would come to save her in the future, desperately banged her head against the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).
After venting her anger with a bloodied head, Jiang Ruzhen turned and walked away with an icy expression, not even glancing at Qin Lanlan, who was about to be killed.
Stepping outside, I found it was a bright and sunny day.
The sun shines brightly, making everything dazzling and beautiful.
In stark contrast to the cramped and dark environment inside.
Jiang Ruzhen raised her hand to shield her eyes and brows; the glaring sunlight almost brought tears to her eyes.
Old Hu was still squatting at the gate of the courtyard, puffing on his pipe. He could hear the argument inside the house, but he couldn't quite make out the details.
However, he didn't care. As long as Boss Jiang didn't take Qin Lanlan away, he could pretend he knew nothing about their love and hate.
"Go in and check on her. She's had a really tough time today. Don't let her die."
Jiang Ruzhen squinted and ordered Old Hu, who hurriedly got up and went into the house.
With a karate chop, he knocked Qin Lanlan unconscious as she went berserk and banged her head against the wall, then put her back on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Once outside, he felt somewhat unhappy and muttered in a slightly resentful tone.
"Boss Jiang, I know you and Lanlan have a grudge, but is it really necessary to drive her to her death? If she dies, who will have my children?"
Jiang Ruzhen stared at Old Hu's lewd and cowardly expression, sneered, and took out five hundred yuan from her bag and threw it at him.
"Find a good doctor to examine her, lest she die."
When Old Hu saw so much money, he immediately beamed with joy, bent down and picked up all the money scattered on the muddy ground, bowing and scraping to Jiang Ruzhen.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Jiang is right. I'll go find a doctor right away."
"Wait a minute." Jiang Ruzhen called out to Old Hu, and said meaningfully, "You'd better find her a gynecologist to take a look. I think it's not normal that she's still bleeding down there."
"Huh? No way..." This time, Old Hu was really anxious. He didn't care about Jiang Ruzhen, turned around, went into the house, picked up Qin Lanlan, and ran to the hospital.
Jiang Ruzhen kindly called out to him and helped him hail a taxi. She also sat in the passenger seat and went to the hospital with him.
After a thorough examination, the doctor came out with a serious expression and spoke to Old Hu.
"Did your daughter not come to the hospital for a proper check-up after her miscarriage?"
Old Hu nodded, and the doctor said with some heartache.
"How could you be so foolish as a father? Your daughter's uterus is severely damaged, and she will never be able to have children again."
"What?" Old Hu was struck dumb.
He didn't listen to a word the doctor said afterward about how to take care of a new mother.
It's over, completely over.
Qin Lanlan can't have children, so what's the point of keeping her around?
Jiang Ruzhen felt gratified upon hearing the doctor's words, and strolled over to Old Hu's side, giving him a warning.
"Since I've given you the money, you'd better take good care of her. I don't ask for anything else, just make sure she doesn't die." Jiang Ruzhen said before leaving.
Upon hearing Jiang Ruzhen's words, Old Hu's mind immediately cleared.
Yes, he still has the money Jiang Ruzhen gave him. Even if Qin Lanlan can't have children in the future, he can keep her at home as a tool for venting his frustrations.
He went out again to look around and see if any widow was willing to give him a son to carry on the family line.
Old Hu thought about it more and more and felt that this was a good idea.
Ignoring the doctor's objections, he immediately carried Qin Lanlan home and locked her up again.
A few days later, Qin Lanlan woke up again and found herself still locked in this dark and gloomy thatched house.
Blood was still flowing freely from beneath her, and she felt utterly hopeless. She rolled over, wanting to find something to end her life.
Just then, Old Hu pushed open the door and came in, carrying a steaming bowl.
Qin Lanlan unconsciously sniffed the air and discovered it smelled like white flour dumpling soup.
Her stomach rumbled loudly; she felt so hungry that she wanted to die a full one!
Old Hu was unusually friendly, bringing the white noodle soup to Qin Lanlan's lips with a smile.
"The doctor said you're malnourished and need to take good care of yourself. I made you a bowl of dumpling soup; drink it while it's hot."
Qin Lanlan had never seen Old Hu so gentle before, and she was momentarily stunned.
"Hurry up and drink, why are you looking at me? I'm the head of the household, I'm counting on you to have my children, would I ever harm you?"
"Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?" Qin Lanlan asked warily.
"Sigh, I just went to the hospital for a checkup without telling you. The doctor said that the reason you can't get pregnant with my child is because your physical condition is too poor."
I'll cook you delicious food from now on so you can recover as quickly as possible.
Although Qin Lanlan still had some doubts, she was so hungry that she picked up the bowl and slurped it down.
Before long, she felt dizzy and her body began to feel hot.
In a daze, he saw Old Hu open the door and wave to the outside, and a thin figure rushed in.
He looked like a withered old man, whom she didn't recognize.
Before she could even react, the old man had already grotesquely rubbed his hands together and lunged at her.
Qin Lanlan tried to scream, but found that she could only make some whimpering moans.
She wanted to ask Old Hu for help, but saw that he had already turned and left.
The withered old man haphazardly tore at her clothes, his dry, rough bark hands stroking her body.
Qin Lanlan couldn't utter a sound for help. With each movement of the old man, tears of hatred streamed down her face...
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