Qin Zhen frowned, looked ahead, and said, "We haven't arrived yet. I just don't know why Wei Xiao and the others stopped the car."
Lin Qinghuan covered her mouth and gave a delicate yawn, then rested her head on Qin Zhen's shoulder and lazily closed her eyes.
Qin Zhen turned to look at Lin Qinghuan, and seeing that she wanted to sleep again, he said softly, "Qinghuan, I'll go down and see what happened."
Lin Qinghuan opened her eyes, sat up straight, rubbed her eyes, and said to Qin Zhen, "I'll go down with you and take a look. Maybe you can help."
Qin Zhen and Lin Qinghuan arrived at Wei Xiao's car and saw a middle-aged man in his forties standing in front of the car.
Qin Zhen looked at Wei Xiao and asked, "What does this person want to do?"
Wei Xiao said helplessly, "This man is not afraid of death. He actually stood in the middle of the road to stop cars and begged us to take his daughter to the city."
Qin Zhen looked around but couldn't see anyone. He asked, "Where is his daughter?"
Wei Xiao looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of the car and said, "We haven't arrived yet."
Lin Qinghuan looked at the middle-aged man and saw his anxious face. She asked, "Uncle, is your daughter sick?"
The middle-aged man nodded with red eyes and said, "My daughter fell and broke her leg. The tractor in our village isn't here, so I have to flag down a car to take her to the hospital."
“Uncle, a normal fall would at most result in a twisted ankle. Your daughter must have fallen from a height or rolled down a mountain to break her leg, right?” Lin Qinghuan asked again.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qinghuan in surprise and said, "Yes, my daughter was pushed down the hillside by her cousin and broke her leg."
Lin Qinghuan listened to the middle-aged man's words and said with a sigh, "Some people have lost their conscience and have abandoned their blood ties and family affection. Such people have black hearts. Your family should stay away from them. After all, once is enough, there will be more. Sometimes, being kind and yielding will only make bad people more ruthless. There is no need to be merciful to beasts."
The middle-aged man's face showed pain.
“Uncle, what’s the use of your sadness and pain? Your daughter’s leg is broken, and her internal organs may be damaged, causing internal bleeding. Your kindness and your forbearance may cost your daughter her life.”
Lin Qinghuan felt no sympathy for the middle-aged man; she felt sympathy for his daughter.
Tears streamed down the middle-aged man's face without him realizing it; he began to reflect on himself.
“Uncle, I used to be a slave in my family. I had endless chores to do every day, but I ate the worst food, wore the tattered clothes, and was beaten and scolded. I was even despised by everyone. I didn’t dare to resist. I was too young. I was afraid that my parents would kick me out of the house and starve to death. I was also worried that they would sell me to an old man to be a child bride. I silently endured it all,” Lin Qinghuan said.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Qinghuan with pity, "Miss..."
Lin Piaoxue's face turned pale and then red. She wished she could immediately cover Lin Qinghuan's mouth, but she didn't dare. She couldn't afford to offend Lin Qinghuan now.
Qin Zhen patted Lin Qinghuan's head tenderly. He knew Lin Qinghuan wasn't doing well, but he never imagined she was in such a bad situation.
Wei Xiao frowned. Lin Qinghuan had actually been abused since childhood.
Lin Qinghuan smiled and said, "I know my family doesn't like me. I was bullied at school, but I didn't dare to fight back because I was afraid my parents would scold me for being immature and stop me from studying. I endured it all until one day, I was beaten unconscious and had a brush with death. After that, I decided I couldn't take it anymore. Whoever hits me, I'll hit back; whoever insults me, I'll insult back. My resistance paid off, and I'm living a million times better life than before."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he heard Lin Qinghuan's words.
Suddenly, voices rang out in the distance. The middle-aged man looked in the direction of the sound, his face full of worry.
Li Wei moved closer to Lin Qinghuan and asked, "Did you really have a very miserable life before?"
Lin Qinghuan gave a soft "hmm" and said, "It was terrible. Thinking about it makes me feel like I was dying. I don't know how I got through it."
As Lin Qinghuan spoke, her eyes reddened slightly, and tears welled up in them.
Seeing Lin Qinghuan's sad appearance, Wei Xiao felt a pang of heartache. He irritably tugged at his collar, thinking, "The Lin family is truly despicable."
Li Wei sighed, "Qinghuan, you should have rebelled a long time ago."
“I’m a young girl, and I don’t know where to go. If I want to leave, I need a temporary residence permit, which costs money and I also need my household registration book. I have the will to resist, but I don’t have the means to do so. But when I was willing to risk my life, they were all afraid,” Lin Qinghuan said.
Life is not like writing a novel, where you can do whatever you want; it's about taking one step at a time.
Li Wei sighed, "The fierce fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear the reckless."
Lin Qinghuan said with a wry smile, "They're all bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong."
Li Wei said, "That's right. They all bully the weak and fear the strong. Once you stand up for yourself, no one will provoke you anymore."
A young woman in her early twenties, panting heavily, carried a girl to the middle-aged man's side. Her face was covered in sweat. A middle-aged woman with a weathered face followed closely behind her, her clothes soaked through, her eyes red and sore. She kept wiping the sweat from her face as she walked.
Lin Qinghuan walked up to the young man and said, "Let her sit down by the roadside, I'll keep an eye on her."
The young man looked at the middle-aged man, who nodded.
The young man carried the girl to the roadside and put her down, letting her sit on the ground.
Lin Qinghuan looked at the girl, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as herself. She had delicate features, a pale face, and cold sweat on her forehead.
Lin Qinghuan asked, "Which leg is injured?"
The girl pointed to her left ankle and said, "It hurts here."
Lin Qinghuan looked at her swollen ankle and reached out to feel the bone.
The girl cried out in pain, and Lin Qinghuan said coldly, "You have to bear the pain."
The girl bit her hand, trying to endure the pain, while her mother watched anxiously with tears in her eyes.
Lin Qinghuan touched the girl's ankle and said, "Your ankle is broken."
With a "crack," the girl let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, which sent chills down everyone's spine.
Lin Qinghuan adjusted the girl's bones, and the girl moved her foot, a look of surprise on her face. She looked at her mother and said, "Mom, my foot feels much better, it doesn't hurt as much anymore."
"Ni'er, does it really not hurt that much anymore?" The girl's mother excitedly grasped her hand, her face filled with ecstasy.
The young man stood to the side, smiling happily.
Wei Xiao and Li Wei looked at Lin Qinghuan in surprise. They didn't expect Lin Qinghuan to know medicine. Wasn't she living a very hard life?
Qin Zhen knew that Lin Qinghuan liked to read medical books, and thought that she had only learned a little bit. Now that he saw that she could actually treat bone setting, he couldn't believe it.
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