General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

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Cripple Feng’s injuries had worsened so much that the physician from Rong’en Hall was no longer coming.

When Su Xiaoxiao pushed the door open and entered, a stench assaulted her nose. If it wasn’t winter, it would have attracted mosquitoes and flies.

Zheng Lanxiu had gone through a huge struggle to invite Su Xiaoxiao over.

She glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, but there was no change in her expression.

“Can’t… can’t you smell it?” she asked.

“I can smell it.” Su Xiaoxiao carried the basket into the house.

Zheng Lanxiu was even more surprised. She didn’t know how many people had been driven away by the stench of Cripple Feng. The physicians of Rong’en Hall all looked disgusted. They frowned and covered their noses with handkerchiefs.

Su Xiaoxiao placed the basket on the table.

Zheng Lanxiu opened her mouth. “Are you sure you can cure him?”

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t answer her. Instead, she said, “Go out and wait. I don’t like to be disturbed when I’m treating people.”

Zheng Lanxiu said, “I won’t disturb you.”

Su Xiaoxiao looked at her indifferently. Zheng Lanxiu sighed. “Okay, I’ll wait outside.”

Zheng Lanxiu left the room.

“Close the door,” Su Xiaoxiao said.

Zheng Lanxiu closed the door.

Cripple Feng’s face was flushed, his lips were dry, and his breathing was heavy and even. Su Xiaoxiao opened the first aid kit and took out a thermometer to measure him.

Forty degrees.

He was having a fever.

She lifted the blanket. The stench was even stronger, almost nauseating.

Su Xiaoxiao’s expression did not change at all. She carefully examined Cripple Feng’s wound.

In just a few days, his wound had already festered so badly.

The physicians of Rong’en Hall were really useless. What was the use of just applying ointment? They had to clean the wound.

Otherwise, even if they applied a hundred bottles, the inside would still fester.

Of course, it wasn’t just Rong’en Hall that caused his condition to deteriorate. Su Xiaoxiao found something other than a golden sore medicine on his wound. It looked like the wood ash she used to make salted eggs.

Wood ash had a wide range of uses.

Country people used it to fill their menstrual belts and scattered it on the fields during spring plowing to improve the soil. In addition, many soil recipes also used wood ash to treat external injuries.

Wood ash did have the effect of stopping bleeding to a certain extent, but it could also cause contamination to the wound. Unclean wood ash, in particular, would cause the wound to be infected again.

Zheng Lanxiu must have been desperate and found a local prescription for Cripple Feng to test.

The situation was more serious than she had imagined. It seemed that Cripple Feng had to suffer more.

However, it was right for a lecher like him to suffer. At least it would teach him a lesson. She would see if he still dared to have lecherous thoughts in the future.

Su Xiaoxiao asked Zheng Lanxiu for a wooden basin.

She first washed the wound with saline. Cripple Feng had been bitten through. She could not only clean the surface but also the flesh.

The muddle-headed Cripple Feng up from the pain.

“Ah!”

He let out a blood-curdling scream.

What the heck? The iodophor and peroxide haven’t been served yet. She’ll have to wash it a few times. He should just suck it up!

She would see if he would dare to do it in the future!

Zheng Lanxiu’s heart skipped a beat as she listened outside the door. There were a few times when she wondered if Su Daya was going to take the opportunity to torture Cripple Feng to death.

Cleaning the wound was only the first step. She still had to apply medication and suture the wound, which would really take half of Cripple Feng’s life. After all, she had used up all the anesthesia in her hand.

Cripple Feng was not Jing Yi. He did not have the tenacity to endure the pain. He was in so much pain that he cried for his parents. He fainted a few times and woke up from the pain a few times.

Zheng Lanxiu was crying outside. When Su Xiaoxiao finally completed the treatment, Zheng Lanxiu looked as if she was the one who had been stitched up. She was drenched in a cold sweat.

“How is it?” She hurried into the house and staggered to the bed.

“It’s alright,” Su Xiaoxiao replied.

Zheng Lanxiu choked and asked, “What do you mean by alright?”

Su Xiaoxiao put the first aid kit into the small basket. “I’ve cleaned up everything that needs to be cleaned up, sutured everything that needs to be stitched up, and applied the medication. The fever will subside in three days. I’ll come over every day to change his dressing. Remember to give him two pills every morning and night. He’s already taken them this morning. You can give them to him tonight after dinner.”

With that, Su Xiaoxiao placed the anti-inflammatory medicine on the table.

Zheng Lanxiu picked up the porcelain bottle. She was still nervous, but Su Daya’s steady look ignited a trace of hope in her.

Su Xiaoxiao played with the knife in her hand. “Don’t forget about the release letter. I can treat him and but I can also kill him.”

Zheng Lanxiu shivered.

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Three days later, Cripple Feng’s fever really subsided, and his consciousness became much clearer. His wound no longer smelled bad.

He was still in pain, but it wasn’t the kind of pain that made him feel like dying.

“If I can’t get the release letter today, I won’t come tomorrow,” Su Xiaoxiao said to Zheng Lanxiu.

Su Xiaoxiao wanted a release letter, not a divorce letter.

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If it was a divorce letter, it would be easier. Although Su Yuniang did not make any mistakes, the divorce letter would count as long as she did not go to the government office to sue the Zheng family.

There was no precedent for a letter to release a wife from marriage in the surrounding villages.

A woman would either stay in her in-laws’ house for the rest of her life or be chased out by them. How could she leave the house with her head held high?

Would Old Zheng let her go?

Could Old Zheng take this lying down?

Zheng Lanxiu said, “I have an idea. If Yu Niang agrees to pay…”

Su Xiaoxiao said coldly, “Don’t have any ideas about Su Yuniang!”

Zheng Xiulan choked on her words. At present, Su Daya was Cripple Feng’s only hope. She had Cripple Feng’s life in her hands, and Zheng Lanxiu could not afford to offend her.

An hour later, Zheng Lanxiu found Ah Xiang. “Do you want to stay with the Zheng family?”

… .

At Little Su’s house, the three little ones led the foal to the village to ride their horse. Little Wu was working in the backyard while Su Yuniang watched from the side.

...

She had not finished her confinement and could not touch cold water.

However, she was not really idle. She had just finished settling the accounts.

In the past, Su Xiaoxiao was the one who settled the accounts. When Su Xiaoxiao went to the capital, it was Wei Ting who settled the accounts. When Su Yuniang came, it was Su Yuniang who took over the accounts.

Su Xiaoxiao was now delegating everything to others.

“Here.”

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly appeared behind Su Yuniang and handed her a piece of paper.

“What?” Su Yuniang took it.

Su Yuniang knew about Su Xiaoxiao treating Cripple Feng’s injuries. That day, when Zheng Lanxiu came to invite Su Xiaoxiao, she was in her room for confinement.

However, Su Yuniang did not know about Su Xiaoxiao’s conditions for Zheng Lanxiu.

Therefore, when Su Yuniang saw the release letter written in black and white, she was stunned.

“You…”

She looked at Su Xiaoxiao in a daze and then at the letter in her hand. She flipped through it several times. There was Village Head Zheng’s seal and Zheng Yuanbo’s signature and stamp.

It was real.

It was a true release letter!

How was this possible?

How could the Zheng family agree?

It was already difficult for her to get a divorce letter, let alone a release letter!

She was already prepared to fight the Zheng family to death. She even thought that the Zheng family would skin her alive!

“Daya…”

She looked at the chubby girl in front of her in disbelief.

This girl said “Okay”, but it turned out that she didn’t mean “Okay, I understand.”

Instead, she meant, “Alright, leave it to me.”