The pool of blood under Xiao Zhuzi's head looked shocking.
With his head broken like this, if someone died on the way to the medicine hall.
It’s not that the big guy is cold-hearted and refuses to help, it’s just that with such a big bloody hole in Xiao Bamboo’s head, how much money does it cost to get good treatment? Nowadays, medical treatment is so expensive, it is said that a Fenghan needs half a tael of silver to get the medicine.
Furthermore, what if we are not rescued?
With Wang Er's bastard temperament, he was afraid that whoever took Xiao Zhuzi to the medicine hall would be blamed for Xiao Zhuzi's death.
For a while, there were people watching the fun, but no one who wanted to help.
Xiao Yu put Su Zimu down, took out a small medicine bottle from his body, held the medicine bottle and walked to Xiao Zhuzi without saying a word and squatted down.
In early spring, he was still wearing a cotton coat. He could only open up the cotton coat and pull off a piece of cloth from the inner garment. He held up the head of Xiaozhu with one hand and sprinkled the powder on his head. After spreading it, he looked up at Wang Er and the clan leader, "Can any of you help me?"
, I’ll bandage him.”
Xiao Yu squatted down in front of Xiao Zhuzi amidst the noise of everyone.
As soon as he squatted down, the whole village fell silent. Everyone looked at him in shock and sluggishness, as if they knew what he was going to do but couldn't understand why he was acting like this.
It was Wang Er who reacted first.
He pointed at Su Zimu and said: "Okay, I know why my son didn't run away. He was with you at that time, right? It was you who encouraged my son to prevent him from running away. It was you who took me away."
If your son has been harmed like this, you have to pay compensation, otherwise you will not be able to leave our Wangjia Village today."
Wang Er pointed at Su Zimu and shouted, making the clan leader's face turn green with anger.
This was the person he specially hired to make braised sewer noodles.
The patriarch raised his hand and gave Wang Er a slap. He asked his youngest son to help bandage him and scolded Wang Er angrily, "You broke the little bamboo's head yourself, so don't make false accusations here to frame others. They were kind enough to bandage the little bamboo."
..."
Wang Er pinched his neck and interrupted the clan leader.
"I usually beat him a lot. How come he didn't run faster than me? Why didn't he run faster today?"
No one knows why Xiao Zhuzi didn't run away today.
The patriarch was speechless for a moment.
Wang Er felt more and more that what he said was reasonable. He took two steps closer to Su Zimu and looked fiercely at Su Luo, who had squeezed through the crowd and moved to Su Zimu's side.
"If my son has a problem, no one will be able to live with it. Why are you still selling brine? Go ahead and sell your butt!
Now hurry up and take my son to the pharmacy for medical treatment. You will pay all the medical expenses. You'd better pray that my son is fine, otherwise we'll see."
Su Luo didn't even want to pay attention to this bastard, but the child was lying there with blood on his head. Su Zimu was still holding her hand. Just before Wang Er came over, he begged her in a low voice with a trembling voice.
Save the little bamboos, you must save the little bamboos.
Taking a breath, Su Luo said to Wang Er: "It's not you who has the final say whether we should pay for the medical expenses. Of course, it doesn't count if I say it. Since you have determined that we have to pay for the medical expenses, then okay, let's go to the Yamen
Well, tell the official exactly what happened, and he will make his own decision about who should pay for the medical expenses.
Who took the initiative to pick up the pole, and who took the initiative to smash the pole on the child's head?
Did I hold your hand and let you grab the pole?
Did I hold down your hand and let you hit someone?
Your own son was beaten unconscious by you, and his life or death is uncertain. Do you think that you can get rid of everything by making nonsense here? Let me tell you, even if you don't blackmail me today, I will have to sue you.
Even if I beat my son to death, he would still go to jail.
Just wait!
As long as this kid dies, you won't be able to live alone. Have you never heard of killing someone to pay for your life?
If you haven’t heard of it, I’ll let you hear about it.”
Chun Xing squeezed out from the crowd and saw Wang Er yelling at his young lady. She originally planned to protect her and retaliate in front of her.
In the past few years that the young lady has been in Zhenninghou Mansion, she has never had any quarrels or quarrels with others. How could she cope with such a situation?
She was different, she had quarreled with other maids.
Chun Xing rushed over fiercely, and then...
She looked at her 2.8 meter tall young lady with a shocked look on her face.
Su Luo glanced at Xiao Yu who had finished bandaging, and then looked at the clan leader, "Are you going to get out of the car by yourself, or follow our car into the city? Decide quickly, the longer it takes, the harder it will be to save this child.
.
When I went to the Yamen, the child was beaten to death in full view of you, the patriarch."
The words "in public view" frightened everyone in the village to change their colors.
sky!
Won't they also be implicated?
In the past, everyone just watched the fun and didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but now that the fire has burned their butts, they have to clear up the relationship quickly.
The patriarch originally just wanted to put an end to the fire, but even if Wang Er wanted to blackmail these people, he didn't stop him even though he cursed a few times. Wang Er's family had no money, so they couldn't raise money to treat Xiao Zhuzi.
I almost made a small fortune from him, which shows that he is rich.
If Wang Er's blackmail was really successful, then Xiao Zhuzi might have money to treat his illness.
He never expected someone to throw him a murderer to pay for his life.
If a father beats his own son to death, he still has to pay for it with his life?
Never heard of it.
But what if it's true.
Apart from anything else, if a murderer occurs in their clan, or someone is killed in front of them, if word spreads, the reputation of their village will be completely ruined.
When a good marriage turned into such a mess, the clan leader was so upset that he glared at Wang Er fiercely. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Yu stood up from the side and looked over.
“One of you can beat someone up and extort money from him after beating him, but a group of people can just watch this child being beaten to death without rescuing him. We don’t have such a hard heart.
We will rescue this child and send him to a medical clinic for treatment.
If he is saved, it is considered a blessing; if he is not saved, it is considered a failure.
As for the rest, let’s meet with the officials.”
Su Luo's aura was 2.8 meters tall just now, but in Chun Xing's eyes, Xiao Yu's aura was even more powerful than their prince's.
He stood there and said such words with a sullen face, which made people feel frightened and their legs trembled just by listening to them.
Chun Xing couldn't help but reflect on herself: It seems that she has not practiced enough in quarrels and needs to study harder!
Xiao Yu finished speaking with a sullen face, turned around and bent down, picked up the little bamboo with his head bandaged, and called to Chun Xing, "Su Er, come here, sit on the mule cart and hug him, don't let him knock his head, he
This end cannot lie directly on the car, as it cannot withstand the bumps."
Chun Xing calmed down and ran over quickly.
Su Zimu had previously held Su Luo's fingers tightly. Seeing his brother Xiao pick him up, he felt relieved and quickly climbed onto the mule cart and stood in front of Xiao Zhuzi, "Don't be afraid, I'm coming.
I will definitely save you."
Chun Xing is a bit funny and Zimu talks erratically at a young age.