In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 171: I Don’t Believe It!_1

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: I Don’t Believe It!_1

Many soldiers swept through the village from its entrance, thoroughly combing through each estate, naturally including the Qin Family’s mansion.

As Mrs. Qin-Chen was distressfully discussing whether to go to the county city with Chen Laoshi, they were utterly startled by these sudden intruding soldiers!

The soldiers rummaged carelessly.

"You, did you see a severely injured man accompanied by a young boy? Anyone failing to report will cause their entire family to be implicated!"

Watching as a good many things in the house got destroyed, Mrs. Qin-Chen was particularly distraught!

"Sir, please, have mercy."

She quickly thought of an idea, grabbed one of the searching soldiers, and smoothly slipped some copper coins into his hand.

With a smiling face, she said, "Sir, did you just mention that one of the people you’re looking for is severely injured?"

The soldier quickly fiddled with the copper coins in his hand and gave a slight smirk: "Hmm, so what? You have a clue for me?"

"No, I don’t have any clues."

Mrs. Qin-Chen chuckled: "However, if he’s injured, he must seek treatment. I don’t know about the rest, but I do know where the only doctor in this vicinity resides!"

A cruel glint flashed in her eyes, "Su Pan’er, even if the injured man didn’t search you out, I will make you taste the flavor of distress and fright!"

Upon hearing this, the soldier’s attention was immediately piqued.

He quickly reported to his superior, who took the matter very seriously, promptly ordering all the soldiers to assemble. The magnificent team headed straight towards Su Pan’er’s thatched cottage!

Upon reaching the edge of the village, they could see from afar three isolated thatched cottages at the foot of the mountain, with the lush Daqing Mountain right behind them.

"Quickly, quickly! Move faster, we must ensure those two heads stay here! Especially the young boy, whoever captures him will be rewarded a thousand taels and possibly a promotion!"

The commanding officer at the lead continuously urged his soldiers forward.

The soldiers quickened their pace, swiftly surrounding the three thatched cottages. Crossbows and bows were fully drawn, all pointed at the bamboo door.

They surrounded it so tightly that not even a fly could escape.

The deputy alongside the commanding officer looked at the three small cottages and asked with a heavy voice full of doubt: "Commander, do you think the Great General could be hiding here? We’ve lost so many brothers on the way here. This doesn’t match his style."

The commander’s eyes sharply narrowed, staring at the three cottages in silence.

"But that woman earlier said that there’s only one doctor in this vicinity!" Another deputy couldn’t help but speak. He was itching to rush in right away.

The commander turned his head to look at him: "It doesn’t matter whether this is true or false, it’s better to kill a wrong person than let one go."

"Yes, commander."

The deputy was overjoyed! He hurriedly instructed the soldiers beside him to rush in.

The bamboo door was kicked open by a foot, followed by dozens of soldiers charging in. The narrow cottage was soon filled with people.

The commander heard not a sound of capturing people and furrowed his eyebrows, then followed the others in.

Sitting in the center of the room was a young woman with her hand on an old man’s wrist, as if she was checking his wrist pulse, looking at them in surprise. Beside the woman stood a pale sickly man, and a boy with a bandaged leg sat on the chair.

Besides these people, no one else was present.

"Who... Who are you?"

The young woman who was checking the wrist pulse tremblingly asked as she stood up. Her body shivered like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind; both her legs could not stop trembling.

The commanding officer took a few steps forward, slowly approaching them.

All of them seemed terrified, even the boy with the injured leg repeatedly backed away. They huddled together in fear.

"That’s what I should be asking you all. Who are you? Speak! If there’s any falsehood... Humph!"

The commander scolded them as his gaze swept over the group. He pointed at the woman: "You! Speak!"

"I, I am a doctor. They came to seek treatment..."

The one pointed out was none other than Su Pan’er. The dagger concealed by her sleeve was clutched tightly in her hand.

"Treatment? What’s the ailment, who’s sick?"

The commanding officer took another two steps forward.

"He, he just passed out suddenly. The young woman is still examining him..."

Su Pan’er shrank back by another two steps.

She retreated all the way to the bedside.

Although it seemed like an unconscious action, it put her in the most ideal position to keep an eye on everyone at the same time.

"What’s his illness?"

Su Pan’er didn’t panic at all, giving a soft cough, "The old man suffered a stroke and has phlegm in his throat. He has been unconscious for a long time, the chances of him waking up do not exceed twenty percent, so..."

"Oh? Is that so?"

The commanding officer scrutinized Su Pan’er up and down, then slowly moved to the bedside. He reached out his hand and directly felt the "old man"’s pulse on the sickbed.

Almost everyone’s gaze was on the "old man" whose pulse was being taken.

Qin Yi felt his heart rise to his throat!

This so-called "old man" wasn’t a random person. He was Ye Han!

When the little Bama pig cried out in shock earlier, the already strained Ye Han vomited blood out of anger and passed out immediately!

Seeing that there was no chance to escape, Su Pan’er had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure!

As for whether this could deceive them, she herself was uncertain.

The big hand that was checking Ye Han’s pulse hung over everyone’s heads like a sharp sword that could fall at any moment!

Ke’er shrunk back into herself, biting her lip and not saying a word.

Seeing that things were about to go south, Su Pan’er offered Qin Yi a look.

"Father, wake up! Father, Father wake up! Doctor, please save my father..."

Qin Yi, overwhelmed with emotion, rushed forward to hold onto the "old man"’s legs, shaking them non-stop.

Su Pan’er placed her hand on Qin Yi’s shoulder and consoled him, "Don’t grieve too much. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable in life. You must accept this! Crying won’t solve anything..."

After a long time, the commanding officer withdrew his hand from the "old man"’s pulse and finally turned his eyes back to Ke’er.

The successive illnesses had made Ke’er’s face as small as a palm.

She didn’t look like a child from a wealthy family.

The enemy looked at him for a long time before finally withdrawing his disappointed gaze.

"Reporting to the commanding officer, nothing was found in the kitchen."

"Reporting to the commanding officer, nothing was found in the bedroom either."

"Reporting to the commanding officer, nothing was found behind the house."

The commanding officer turned around with a grim face and left the room, seeming upset that nothing was found.

The soldiers who had crowded into the house also quickly retreated.

Sweat soaked through Su Pan’er’s back. She heaved a slight sigh of relief, believing that they had narrowly escaped a catastrophe.

However, hearing the noise outside, she furrowed her brows again.

"Damn it, we’ve searched everywhere and found nothing. Has the person grown wings and flown away?"

The deputy commanding officers were chattering, utterly confused.

"Our troops saw the bodies he killed. Could it be that he set a trap to fool us, making us think he was here when he had run away long ago?"

"That’s impossible! He was injured and poisoned at that time. Without a doctor to treat him, he wouldn’t have survived the night."

The commanding officer glanced back at the thatched cottage, waved his hand decisively, "This courtyard is quite big. Let’s set camp here. I refuse to believe that we can’t find him still!"

"Yes, commanding officer."