After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 104 - Revenge and Hatred

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Revenge and Hatred

Chapter 104: Chapter 104 Revenge and Hatred

“How sincere could Ziling’s wife actually be in treating Lady Zhao? She’s just doing it for appearances, to save face among the neighbors.”

Uncle Li stroked his grizzled beard, remaining silent, yet he held a different opinion in his heart.

He had closely observed the young woman, and the sincerity and determination that shone from between her brows did not seem like those of someone who would play with people’s hearts.

If she were not sincere, she could have simply refused right away; having promised, she must be determined to do her utmost.

Within the crowd, discussions emerged in waves, with everyone speculating about the eventual outcome.

In this small village, matters of life and death were of paramount importance, and no one wanted to miss such an emotionally engaging event.

Su Yu followed Jiang Xunzhong into the house and immediately ran into a stench that was hard to bear.

Initially thinking it was due to poor ventilation in the room, but as she approached Lady Zhao’s bed closer step by step, the smell became stronger and assaulted her nostrils.

Her displeasure did not hide in the furrow between her brows as her slender fingers lightly touched Lady Zhao’s wrist, trying to find clues from her pulse.

Lady Zhao’s body was alarmingly hot, like a burning iron, but what was strange was that her pulse did not match the strong and rapid beat that should accompany a high fever; instead, it was weak and faint, barely perceptible.

Su Yu’s brows furrowed even tighter; this pulse was neither like common colds nor typical typhoid fever, making it exceptionally abnormal.

What kind of mystery was hidden behind this inexplicable fever?

Jiang Xunzhong closely watched Su Yu’s every move, seeing her serious expression and tightly knotted brows, the anxiousness in his heart pressing down like a heavy stone.

Could it be that he had to experience the heartbreaking loss of a loved one once again?

“What is this pungent smell on her? Why is it so unbearable?”

Su Yu asked with a frown.

Jiang Xunzhong hurriedly explained, “That is the medicinal ointment for treating wounds. Lady Zhao’s hand was accidentally bitten by Da Ya, so we applied some golden sore medicine to it.”

“Golden sore medicine?” Su Yu seemed somewhat surprised.

“Yes, it’s indeed golden sore medicine. How is it, is there… is there still a chance of saving her?” Jiang Xunzhong’s eyes were slightly red, his voice choked with emotion, as he urgently inquired.

Su Yu muttered to herself, wondering why the smell of this golden sore medicine was so strong and pungent; could there be more to it?

She followed up by asking, “Where is the wound? Let me see how serious it is.”

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This professional and calm demeanor gave Jiang Xunzhong a faint but real glimmer of hope.

Her words carried a hint of casual curiosity, for in her understanding, the teeth of a child were tender—how serious could the inflicted wound truly be?

However, as Jiang Xunzhong slowly rolled up Lady Zhao’s sleeve, the sight made Su Yu’s heart jolt violently.

The exposed arm bore a deep wound with unhealthy dark purple edges, from which pus slowly oozed out, with the surrounding skin abnormally swollen, almost too ghastly to look at.

It was clear that these symptoms were intricately linked to Lady Zhao’s days of high fever.

On the wound was a layer of shiny black ointment emitting a foul odor, undoubtedly the culprit accelerating the deterioration of her condition.

If it were a mere bite, properly treated, how could it have developed into such a ghastly state?

“Where did this ointment come from?”

Su Yu asked, her voice mixed with a touch of surprise and concern.

“Is there a problem? This was part of her dowry, said to be a top-grade golden sore medicine. When I was injured in the past, it was all thanks to this that I healed.”

Jiang Xunzhong answered with a calm face, seemingly unaware of anything amiss.

“Dowry? How long ago was that!”

Su Yu couldn’t help but hold her forehead and sigh.

In her heart, that ointment was treasured like a rare jewel for many years, yet she was unaware that time had already rendered it deteriorated and ineffective, otherwise, how could it emit such a nauseating stench?

What was even more horrifying was that someone dared to apply such ointment to an open wound—it was a miracle that it did not cause an infection.

Just by looking at the increasingly deteriorating wound, one could infer the serious side effects hidden behind the ointment.

After identifying the cause of the illness, Su Yu immediately began targeted treatment.

First, she carefully brewed a medicinal soup that could both reduce inflammation and fever, and personally fed it to Lady Zhao.

After ensuring the initial control of the condition, she didn’t rush to take the next step.

The following critical treatment step had to wait until Lady Zhao was fully awake to continue.

After all, the muscles on Lady Zhao’s arm had partially necrotized. To recover fully, the only way was to surgically remove the necrotic tissue, then use strong alcohol to meticulously clean the wound, removing all pus, and finally apply a specially formulated herbal paste that accelerated tissue regeneration.

Although this process was not as intensely painful as bone-setting, it was nonetheless a great test of one’s willpower and endurance.

Today, she would let Lady Zhao personally experience the pain of excising flesh and understand some of the suffering Jiang Ziling had once endured.

But this was not out of cruelty. She was determined not to perform the surgery while the other’s consciousness was blurred, for that might be a kind of too-gentle cruelty for Lady Zhao.

“Don’t worry, she will be alright. Call for me once she awakens.”

Su Yu’s words were brief and firm, bringing a hint of relief to Jiang Xunzhong.

He nodded heavily. Although only a simple “thank you” escaped his lips, his eyes held complex, indiscernible emotions as if he was trying to discern the true intentions of the woman before him.

As the onlookers outside the door gradually dispersed, returning to their fieldwork, only the members of the Jiang Family remained in the courtyard.

Xie Xinghua hastily called the children back into the house upon learning that Lady Zhao’s condition had worsened, so as not to add chaos to this delicate moment with noisy disruptions.

She always acted so carefully, refusing to allow any word or deed that could possibly cause trouble.

As for Fang Qin, she seemed not to care much about Lady Zhao’s safety, just playing and frolicking with the children, enjoying her little moments of happiness.

At this moment, Su Yu was holding a pot of strong liquor just prepared, with carefully selected, ground, and with pure water mixed into a paste-like hemostatic and tissue-regenerating herbal medicine by her side.

Everything ready, she finally picked up a razor-sharp knife, its keen blade glinting as if foreshadowing the imminent drastic changes and rebirth.

Xixi squatted obediently in a corner of the room, her round eyes flickering with a child’s unique curiosity, closely following these unusual actions as if witnessing the unfolding of a mysterious play.

Jiang Ziling’s brows furrowed slightly, his tone carrying a hint of confusion and doubt, “What are you doing? Why are you sharpening the knife?”

Su Yu smiled faintly, her words revealing an undoubtable resolve, “I plan to avenge you and settle scores.”

Those words struck like thunder, jolting Jiang Ziling’s heart, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes.

Did she really mean it? Doubts grew in his mind like wild weeds.