Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 295 Gone

Seeing Song Ying, Doctor Ma said, "Wenxuan and I can go, you stay and look after the store."

"Uncle Master, I haven't been on a medical visit yet."

"Okay, you go too." After a brief hesitation, Doctor Ma changed his mind.

Song Ying got on the ox cart and again asked Aunt Chen, who had leaned out of the window after hearing the noise, to help look after the clinic.

On the way, Doctor Ma asked the big man: "You were fine when you went back the day before yesterday. Logically, as long as you follow the doctor's advice and take good care of yourself, your injuries will get better. Why did it suddenly get worse?"

The big man was helpless: "It's all because of this. As soon as Mr. Han came back, he yelled that he wanted to drink. Sister Fang tried to persuade him, but Mr. Han didn't know what was good for him and slapped Sister Fang. It was so strong that there is still a clear slap mark on Sister Fang's face!"

When he spoke the latter part, the big man's tone was full of sympathy for the other woman, and speechlessness about Han Zhijie's suicidal behavior.

"Yesterday, a relative from a family in our village came. This morning, Madam Fang met him and chatted with him for a while. She didn't expect to find Mr. Han with a fever when she returned home. The gourd filled with wine was on the floor beside the bed, and the remaining wine was spilled all over the floor."

Doctor Ma nodded without saying anything, but Song Ying and Lin Wenxuan looked at each other and saw some doubt in each other's eyes.

When Han Zhijie was unconscious before, Madam Fang wanted to kill him, and this time might also be a trap set by her.

However, Han Zhijie did not take dietary restrictions seriously. When he was in the clinic, he wanted to drink alcohol and eat spicy food several times.

It cannot be ruled out that she could not control her mouth and had to drink, but judging from the way Madam Fang faced Han Zhijie, she did not dare to disobey Han Zhijie.

Song Ying looked at the gray sky and sighed secretly. If only they had caught Madam Fang tampering with the medicine before, they could have warned Han Zhijie.

Han Zhijie was on guard, so Madam Fang would have no chance to attack again. Moreover, Han Zhijie himself valued his health, so there was no possibility that he could not control his mouth.

Unfortunately, they had no evidence. If they rashly brought up the matter, Madam Fang might turn the tables on them. After all, the medicines were collected and cooked in their clinic, and Senior Brother Lin Wenxuan was in charge most of the time.

One is a worried wife, and the other is an unrelated doctor. Anyone who sees them would think that the senior brother is more suspicious.

The ox cart was not moving very fast and it was dark before they reached Daping Village, so they had to travel by torches.

After more than two hours of bumpy ride, we arrived at Daping Village. It was already 12:00 p.m., and noisy sounds came from deep within the village.

The ox-cart driver had little worry. He raised his whip and hit the ox on its butt, urging the ox to move faster.

After turning two corners, someone heard the sound of a bullock cart and came out to check, "Is that Uncle Jin?"

"It's me, it's me! I asked the doctor to come back!" The big man quickly responded and asked, "Xiao Hai, how is your uncle Han?"

The young man named Xiao Hai sighed and said, "Uncle Han is gone."

"He's gone?" The big man was stunned. "How could a healthy person die so quickly?"

"We tried all kinds of traditional remedies, but the fever didn't go down. He passed away at the end of the evening. The village chief is helping to arrange his funeral now."

The big man was stunned for a long time, and finally digested the news. He turned his head to look at the three people on the ox cart and smiled apologetically: "I'm so sorry to bother you with this wasted trip. I'll take you to the village chief's house now. Their house is big and they can spare two rooms. You can rest there tonight, and I'll take you back to the city tomorrow morning."

Doctor Ma hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Let's go to the Han family."

Since I'm here and I was his patient before, I might as well go and see what's going on.

"Okay." The man was also anxious about the situation and wanted to go and take a look as soon as possible, so he drove the ox cart and continued to go to the Han family.

As they got closer, they heard the comfort of the aunts and grandmas and Mrs. Fang's crying.

At this time, the Han family was lit up by many torches and oil lamps, making it quite bright. When Song Ying got off the car at the gate of the courtyard, he saw Madam Fang in mourning clothes, crying so hard that she almost fainted. The two ladies next to her supported her and prevented her from falling.

On one side of the yard near the door, there was a large bonfire. The flickering flames not only increased the light in the yard, but many people were also sitting around the bonfire, warming themselves by the fire.

The man swallowed his saliva, walked towards an old man beside the fire, and said in a trembling voice: "Village head, I asked the doctor to come back."

The old man with white beard turned around and saw Doctor Ma, so he hurriedly stood up and greeted him, "Doctor Ma, why are you here?

Dajin, what's wrong with you? Didn't you meet anyone after entering the village? Why did you bring several doctors here? It's New Year's Day, aren't you afraid of offending the doctors? "

"It's okay." Doctor Ma waved his hand. "As doctors, we don't care about these things. It was me who asked to come and see him. After all, he was my patient, and I have to know how he died."

The old village chief thought that Doctor Ma thought they were blaming him for killing someone, so he quickly explained, "Doctor Ma, we don't mean that. Almost everyone in our village comes to you for treatment. We know that you are the kindest person and have superb medical skills.

Han Zhijie is asking for death. Everyone knows that when you are sick, you should avoid alcohol and spicy food. But he started drinking secretly just after his injury was healing. If this man wants to die, no doctor, not even the King of Hell, can stop him!"

"The old village chief misunderstood. Ma just wanted to see Mr. Han's injury."

The old village chief breathed a sigh of relief and led him forward, "Zhijie's wife, stop crying. Doctor Ma is here. Let him take a look at Zhijie's injuries first."

Madam Fang's crying stopped for a moment, and then her tears flowed even harder, "Doctor Ma was so kind to help us, but he left us in debt for the medicine, so why did you go anyway?"

She turned around and was about to throw herself on the coffin in the main hall: "Husband! You are so cruel. Why did you abandon us mother and daughter..."

When she turned her head to look over, Song Ying clearly saw several clear finger marks on her right cheek.

Perhaps because it had been so long, the finger marks had turned a little blue. One could imagine how hard the slap was and how painful it must have been.

Song Ying felt a dull pain in his right cheek as he watched, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it.

When her fingers touched her cheek, she suddenly felt something strange and couldn't help but look at the fingerprints on Madam Fang's face again. Unfortunately, at this time, Madam Fang had turned around and was rushing towards Han Zhijie's coffin.

"Zhijie's wife, calm down. Zhijie is gone. You are the head of the family. You have to hold on and handle the funeral first!"

Madam Fang pushed the aunts and grandmas and said, "Aunt San, please let me go and let me go with my husband!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" an old lady holding Fang's hand shouted. After she shouted loudly, her voice softened again. With red eyes, she advised, "You still have Nini. She just lost her father. Do you want her to be without a mother again?"