Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 167 To Save or Not to Save (Second Update)

Chapter 167: 167 To Save or Not to Save (Second Update)

Grandma Chen was a midwife who loved children more than anyone else, especially lately; whenever she saw other people’s kids, she longed to be close to them.

She knew Baozi made his money dishonestly, and she turned a blind eye, partly because she selfishly hoped Baozi could make some money and then have the chance to go to the Provincial City or the Imperial Capital to see a doctor, to see if there was a chance for her to have children.

Hearing Grandma Chen’s words, Xiaofeng glanced at the man who had fainted, thinking that it must be some serious illness if a bout of diarrhea could knock someone out like that.

She turned her head and beckoned to Ye Cheng, "Ye Cheng, come over and take a look at him, see what’s wrong with him."

Grandma Chen looked at Ye Cheng, then at Xiaofeng’s movements, "Your elder brother knows how to treat patients?"

Xiaofeng chuckled, "Grandpa knew medicine, and my brother learned some."

Chunli, who was nearby, perked up at this; she had been thinking about going to another village to fetch a doctor, but now it seemed there was one right in front of her.

"Brother, Baozi might have wronged you before, but you’ve seen the state of our village. We can’t make a living from the land or the mountains; we’re desperate for a way to make money. Brother, it takes two hours to bring in a doctor from outside. You’ve seen what’s happened to Baozi, he just fainted out of the blue. If you know how to treat him, could you please take a look?"

Ye Cheng glanced at the other party but said nothing.

Seeing Ye Cheng’s silence, Xiaofeng leaned in and whispered, "Ye Cheng, what’s wrong? Is his condition bad?"

"He just tried to poison you and me with a laxative. Are you sure you want me to help him?" A normal person might be fine after taking a laxative, but if a pregnant woman took it, what could happen was anyone’s guess.

Xiaofeng frowned as if understanding something, "You mean, he wanted to drug us, but he ended up drinking it himself and then passed out?"

Ye Cheng stood there, silent.

In his opinion, the other party’s intention to harm Su Xiaofeng was unforgivable.

Ye Cheng thought Xiaofeng would be angry, but to his surprise, she scoffed, "Save him, and I will personally make sure he drinks another bowl."

Ye Cheng: "..."

He had thought Xiaofeng would plead for the man, but her response took him aback.

Grandma and Chunli were watching them, unsure whether he was not saving the man because of a lack of medical skills or some other reason.

"Brother, can you help Baozi?" Grandma Chen was good at reading people, but she couldn’t quite gauge this young man, as if he was inscrutable.

She wondered if it was because she was getting old and her eyes weren’t as good.

"Auntie, I don’t think he knows any medical skills at all. Let’s not waste time with them," Sweet Potato said as he picked up a fruit knife from the low table and pointed it at Ye Cheng, "You come with me, drive after me to get a doctor."

None of the villagers had a car, but there was one right there, and with a car, getting a doctor would naturally be a lot faster.

"Sweet Potato," Grandma Chen scolded disapprovingly when she saw what Sweet Potato was doing, "What do you think you’re doing? Put that down."

It was no way to ask for help, waving a knife at someone.

"Auntie, can’t you see? These two people are clueless," Sweet Potato didn’t put the knife down, "Auntie, Brother Baozi’s health is at stake. We can’t pin our hopes on two strangers who clearly know nothing. It might cost Brother Baozi’s life."

"Right, mom," Chunli also doubted whether they could actually save anyone, "Baozi was even thinking of hurting others earlier. Even if they could help, there’s no guarantee they would. We better hurry to find a doctor and not delay Baozi’s health."

Baozi had always been unhealthy, or he wouldn’t be so thin.

Grandma Chen glanced at Baozi, worry also evident in her eyes.

"Go, start the car." Sweet Potato glared angrily at Ye Cheng, "Your sister stays here, you go start the car."

Xiaofeng: "..."

Is this how things are done in this village? Threatening again, she scoffed, "Brother, we never said we wouldn’t save him. What exactly are you trying to do with that attitude? If you’re so capable, go start the car yourself."

Ye Cheng didn’t make a sound, indicating that maybe the other party wasn’t in grave danger.

Upon hearing this, Sweet Potato was overcome with rage. If he knew how to drive, he would have just taken the keys himself. Why hold a knife?

"Ye Cheng, how’s his condition? Can you tell?" Xiaofeng asked Ye Cheng softly, "Are you confident?"

Xiaofeng had an indescribable trust in Ye Cheng, possibly stemming from her confidence in his medical skills.

Ye Cheng took a brief look and said nonchalantly, "The laxative contained a sleeping agent; he’s just asleep."

Xiaofeng: "..."

She looked at Ye Cheng with puzzlement, then shifted her gaze toward Baozi, her expression strange, "You didn’t even approach him, how could you tell? Besides, his complexion is so poor, it doesn’t seem like he’s just asleep."

"His breath is even, his chest rises and falls rhythmically, these are all signs of deep sleep. As for the complexion, his natural skin color isn’t great to begin with, and the lighting just makes it look paler." It was just sleep; there couldn’t be anything serious.

As he said this, Ye Cheng paused, "Besides, why should I intervene? Have you thought about the consequences if he had attacked you?"

He brought this upon himself; it was all his own doing.

When Grandma Chen heard the tone of his voice, her eyelids twitched, "Brother, it’s not like that. Baozi didn’t mean any harm, he just, just..."

Just what? If she hadn’t stopped him, that damned Baozi would have put something in the soup.

"Wake him up, and after he wakes, I will deal with him myself." If someone wanted to harm her, she might not say much, but if they attempted to hurt her baby, she wouldn’t let them off easily.

Upon hearing this, Chunli’s elegant brows furrowed.

Ye Cheng nodded, took out a small bottle from his pocket, twisted the cap off, and let Baozi have a sniff; the other party shot up instantaneously, clutched his stomach, and dashed outside, "Aiyo, Mom, my stomach hurts, I need to use the toilet."

Oh lord, the pain was killing him.

"Baozi, Baozi." Chunli grabbed a handful of paper and followed, "Take it easy."

"Thank you all." Grandma Chen hadn’t expected them to see through Baozi’s condition with just one glance, "I really didn’t think someone so young could be so skilled in medicine. Why don’t you stay at our place for the night before leaving? It’s not safe to travel in the dark like this."

Xiaofeng sat at the table, glanced outside, and said, "Auntie, I’m going to teach your son a lesson in a bit, you don’t mind, do you?"

Grandma, hearing the tone in her voice, unconsciously frowned, but agreed it was wrong for Baozi to try to harm someone, "Okay, as long as you leave him alive, a good lesson might do him some good."

When Baozi emerged from the toilet, one hand on his stomach and the other on his back, he was in considerable discomfort. That damned laxative, he hadn’t expected it to be so potent, nearly brought him to his death in the toilet.

As soon as Baozi entered the house, he saw Su Xiaofeng sitting in the seat of honor like a young lady from a prestigious family, eyeing him with an intense gaze.

His scalp tingled, and he thought of slipping away, but his mom shouted, "Where are you going? Come and apologize to Xiaofeng."