Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 132 - 127: If That’s Not Enough, He’ll Sell Himself to the Ya Po

Chapter 132: Chapter 127: If That’s Not Enough, He’ll Sell Himself to the Ya Po

Song Tingfan, Song Qin, and Song Rong let out a big sigh of relief. The doctor continued, "I suggest you invite a doctor from the town to take a look. After all, the wound is deep, and if not treated properly, it could become infected and be fatal."

"I’ll stop the bleeding for now."

Song Tingfan nodded quickly. Just as he was about to say something, Song Rong said hurriedly, "I’ll go fetch the doctor."

Song Qin thought since Song Tingfan had more strength, he could take better care of Lin Qiao, "I’ll get you the silver coins. Quick, be careful."

"I understand." Song Rong went inside to fetch the silver coins and rushed out.

...

The Lin Family people were working in the fields when they heard about Lin Qiao’s injury. They all dropped their hoes and ran to the house, surrounding it completely.

Li Guifen’s heart ached for her daughter, and upon seeing her leg, she couldn’t hold back her tears, "What happened?"

Her daughter had always been afraid of pain, even crying when cut by grass.

"Don’t cry, listen to the doctor," Lin Han said, though his heart was in turmoil, he wasn’t panicking.

The doctor explained the situation to them, and without hesitation, Li Guifen pulled out silver coins from her body and said, "Quick, treat my daughter, no matter how much silver it costs."

The doctor chuckled wryly and waved his hand, "The doctor from the town needs to take a look. Grandpa Tingfan has already gone. You should take someone to go with him."

Hearing this, Lin Sheng quickly said, "I’ll go after him," and ran out swiftly.

"Da Sheng, take the money with you. You don’t have any on you," Mrs. Lin Wu chased after him, stuffing the silver coins into his hand.

Having seen off the doctor, the crowd of people just stared intently at Lin Qiao, wanting to help but not knowing how.

Lin Qiao, having recovered a bit from the pain, said, "I’m fine, don’t worry."

She looked at Song Tingfan, signaling that he could let her go.

But Song Tingfan didn’t understand and continued holding her, his eyes red, seemingly holding back tears.

He blamed himself; it was all his fault for wanting to go up the mountain today and for chasing the rabbit.

If only his sister-in-law hadn’t called him, she wouldn’t have fallen.

He didn’t think about why Lin Qiao knew it would be slippery.

Though he tried to hold back, he was just a child. His voice choked slightly, "I’m sorry, sister-in-law, it’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have chased the rabbit."

"If you hadn’t called me, you wouldn’t have fallen."

Once the floodgates opened, the tears wouldn’t stop, making others feel a bit heartbroken for him.

It was the first time seeing him cry. Lin Qiao was surprised for a moment but quickly reacted, comforting him, "Uncle, it’s not your fault, it was me who didn’t walk carefully."

"It’s my fault. If I didn’t chase, sister-in-law wouldn’t have fallen." Song Tingfan sniffed, forcing himself not to cry. He wanted to be sensible, to take good care of his sister-in-law.

But deep down, he was scared.

Scared that his sister-in-law would be gone too.

"It’s nothing, I’ll be better in a few days."

Lin Qiao raised her hand to wipe his eye corners. Sigh, seeing the tears of the villain, she’d willingly take this role without pay.

"Tingfan, don’t overthink it, it’s not your fault," Lin Han sighed internally and helped to comfort Song Tingfan.

Song Qin walked over, gently patting Song Tingfan’s back, softly coaxing, "Niu Niu, don’t cry anymore. Your sister-in-law is hurt, and if you cry, it will hurt her more."

Song Tingfan nodded quickly, wiping his tears randomly.

...

After the doctor examined her, he mentioned that the wound was quite serious, and she lost a lot of blood, so some tonic medicine is needed.

A dose of medicine was surprisingly expensive at more than 200 cents per dose.

The doctor said that taking it continuously for half a month would cost at least three taels of silver.

Lin Han was afraid the Song Family wouldn’t treat her, not because of anything else but because they really didn’t have much silver. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Song Tingfan say, "Doctor, treat her, no matter how much silver it costs, as long as my sister-in-law is healed."

"Alright, pay one tael of silver first."

The doctor gathered his medicine box and then added, "I’ll have the waiter bring the medicine over to you later."

Only then did Song Tingfan let go of Lin Qiao, then pulled out a box from under the bed and took out one tael of silver for the doctor.

He knew where the family silver was kept and knew how much there was.

His sister-in-law had told him.

Lying on the bed, Lin Qiao couldn’t care about the pain anymore, her mind was full of thoughts about how the tuition for the second half of the year was gone.

She sighed sadly, "Uncle, I don’t need to take medicine, I’ll be better in a few days."

If she paid attention to the wound not getting infected, it shouldn’t be a problem.

In order to save silver, she even considered not taking medicine. Both Li Guifen and Lin Han had red eyes, and Lin Han stiffly said, "Why not take it? You’ll only get better by taking it. We’ll cover the silver expenses with your mother."

"Exactly!" Li Guifen quickly echoed.

The emotions that had just been reined in by Song Tingfan, upon hearing his sister-in-law say "don’t take medicine", his nose twitched again, firmly saying, "You must take it."

No matter how expensive, she must take it.

If there’s no money, he’ll borrow from his elder brother. If that’s still not enough, he’ll... sell himself to Ya Po.

Ya Po said he was worth fifty taels of silver.

Fortunately, Lin Qiao didn’t know what he was thinking, or she would have been startled, thinking that her previous acting was all in vain?

"Young lady, don’t harm yourself over a few silver coins. Silver can be saved up again in a few years, but life, once gone, is gone," the doctor advised with a heart of empathy.

Lin Qiao: "..."

Could the doctor not exaggerate? The wound is serious, but probably not to the point where she could die at any moment.

And she hadn’t lost that much blood.

She turned her head to look, and the boy was pale, staring at her nervously.

See, even the children were scared.

Lin Shan escorted the doctor out, handing over one tael for the medicine halfway through the village, "Doctor, I’ll give you another tael for the medicine. Don’t worry, I’ll pay for the medicine, just do your best to cure my daughter."

"Rest assured," the doctor replied, accepting the silver.

After much fuss with the medicine, Lin Qiao eventually fell asleep, only to be woken up by the urge to urinate after an unknown period.

When she fell asleep, Song Tingfan was beside her, and when she woke up, he was still there, "Uncle, where are Grandma and them?"

"In the kitchen, making a fire." Song Tingfan nervously glanced at her leg, then asked, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling better?"

"Much better."

Lin Qiao couldn’t hold her urine any longer. She sat up, and Song Tingfan quickly helped her up. Seeing her about to get out of bed, he stopped her, "Sister-in-law, you can’t get off the bed."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She was at a loss for words, "I need to use the bathroom."

Song Tingfan was obviously stunned for a moment, but didn’t blush this time. He hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law, wait a moment," and ran out, quickly bringing a bucket back and placing it beside the bed.

He acted like he was doing her a favor, suggesting, "Sister-in-law, you can use the bucket, I’ll dispose of it later."

Lin Qiao: "..."

The actress blushed, embarrassment flooding her face.

She quickly waved her hand, "No need, I’ll use the bathroom."

"I’ll carry you." Seeing her embarrassment, Song Tingfan didn’t insist, then crouched down.

Faced with a choice, Lin Qiao struggled briefly but couldn’t hold it any longer, so she let him carry her to the bathroom.

Lin Qiao closed the bathroom door, glimpsing Song Tingfan standing like a guard at the door, seemingly not planning to leave, "..."

The house wasn’t soundproof at all, with the bathroom being separated by a panel door.

"Uncle, stand further away."