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Chapter 182: Being torn to pieces again

He looked at Mr. Wang who was sitting on the ground helpless, then at his son lying in a pool of blood, and at the daughter-in-law who was deliberately trying to make trouble with his family.

I thought that if my grandson was taken away, he would still be alive, but my son had to be saved.

If he didn't find the doctor, his son would bleed to death. He gritted his teeth and rushed out to find the doctor in the village.

But what he didn't expect was that when Tu Langzhong heard that Mr. An was having trouble at home, he waved his hand and said he wouldn't come, and didn't even open the courtyard door for him.

He also said that he should go to the mountains to find some medicinal materials and apply medicine to Anda. As for the finger, he had no ability to treat it. It would be fine if it bleeds.

When An Laoji heard this, he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

He knew that the local doctor in the village had often received Antu's care in the past. Because he was a doctor, he often went to the mountains to collect medicines. When he encountered difficulties, Antu saved him.

Now that their family has set their sights on Antu's only daughter, the local doctor would be surprised to see them.

In fact, there is another reason, and that is the epidemic. An Laochao and his family dare to go for a walk outside the village. Although Tu Langzhong is not very capable, there is no one in the village who knows more about serious diseases than him.

If he doesn't hide a little now, is he still waiting to catch the epidemic?

He didn't have the ability to treat such a severe disease, so he naturally hid whenever he could.

An Lao had no choice. He didn't know the herbs on the mountain. How to pick them? He could only keep begging at the door of Tulangzhong. Finally, he got a packet of medicine thrown by Tulangzhong from the yard and turned back happily.

I went home to treat my son's injury.

After procrastinating for so long, the wounds on Anda's body had already stopped bleeding.

The machete itself was not sharp, and it did not cut very deep. The reason why he cut off all four fingers was because Qian Jiyun used his skill.

But An Laoji didn't know that. He was in a hurry to apply medicine to his son and tore off his clothes. It was a lot of force.

The wound that had already solidified was torn to pieces again.

"ah!"

An Da, who was unconscious at first, was awakened by the pain and kept screaming.

In the yard, the black strong woman who was kicked unconscious also woke up from Anda's cries of ghosts and howls. Thinking that her son had been snatched away, she sat in the yard and started howling again.

First, she blamed An Jiuyue for being cruel and unwilling to give up her son in exchange for her son.

Then, she started to blame the Wang family again. If the Wang family hadn't been obsessed with money and wanted to sell An Jiuyue's son, she wouldn't have caused such a big thing. Now even her son has been robbed by He Yuanwai.

gone.

Finally, she started to blame An Da again, crying and saying that An Da was so big that he couldn't even protect his own son and had someone snatch him away. He deserved to die without a son to support him in his old age.

In short, she scolded everyone she could blame, including the clan leader's family, the Kang family.

Several families living near An Laoji's house listened to her crying and cursing, and they didn't stop until everyone had lunch, and finally became quiet.

Then, someone saw Hei Zhuangniang taking advantage of An Laojie and his family to be busy, carrying a baggage and leaving the village.

Someone greeted her from a distance, and Hei Zhuangniang said that the An family was unreliable and that she had gone back to her parents' home and would never come back to the An Lao Chi family to suffer this fate.


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