Chapter 320: You ungrateful outsiders
Chapter 320: You ungrateful outsiders
Fang Xiaoxiao had just finished administering the Ghost Gate Three Needles and was concentrating on detoxifying the woman when, unexpectedly, the woman's breathing suddenly became rapid without warning.
Her chest heaved violently, like a flickering candle struggling desperately in a storm, its light dimming and swaying uncertainly.
The rapid, labored breathing sounded particularly alarming in the silent thatched hut. Then, before anyone could react, the woman's body suddenly stiffened, as if an invisible hand had gripped her throat, and her breathing stopped abruptly.
This sudden change was like a heavy hammer blow, striking everyone's heart hard.
Fang Xiaoxiao was completely stunned. Her originally calm face was instantly filled with extreme shock and disbelief.
Her eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, her lips were trembling, and a trace of despair spread from the depths of her eyes.
Her hands were still above the woman's body, in the same position she had been using to save her, but now they seemed to be frozen in place, completely immobile.
Pei Yan was also astonished; his usually composed face was now filled with shock and confusion.
His brows furrowed tightly, a hint of panic in his eyes. He unconsciously took a small step forward, as if he wanted to do something but didn't know where to start.
Upon seeing this, the little girl burst into tears, her cries heart-wrenching as if she were releasing all the fear and sorrow in her heart.
Her small body trembled incessantly, her hands tightly covering her mouth, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam, she cried so hard she could barely breathe.
Hua Ruyan's tense expression now turned into deep fear and helplessness.
Her face was as pale as paper, and her body swayed precariously, as if she had lost all strength to support herself.
Her gaze was vacant as she stared at the lifeless woman, muttering to herself incessantly.
"How could this happen... How could this happen..."
In an instant, the entire thatched hut was enveloped in an atmosphere of sorrow and despair, making it almost impossible to breathe.
However, at this extremely tense moment, Old Fu, who had been dragged away by the shrew, now led a group of angry and aggressive villagers, storming into the thatched hut like a raging torrent.
Old Fu's face, which was originally timid and submissive, now carried a nauseatingly twisted and smug expression.
His small, beady eyes gleamed with cunning. He stretched out his short, stubby fingers and pointed fiercely at Fang Xiaoxiao and the others, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"It was them, these strangers who appeared out of nowhere, who killed this poor woman!"
Upon hearing this, the villagers immediately became like a powder keg that had been lit, their eyes widening like copper bells and their faces turning bright red.
They brandished their hoes, sickles, and other farm tools, spitting as they shouted and cursed. Some even yelled at the top of their lungs.
"You ungrateful outsiders, running rampant in our peaceful village, you're utterly lawless!"
Some roared in uncontrollable rage.
"They must pay for their crimes with their blood, and make them pay for the dead with their lives!"
Fang Xiaoxiao's head buzzed from the sudden chaos, and she was at a loss for what to do.
A flicker of panic crossed her bright eyes at first, but her inherent resolve quickly brought her back to her senses. She straightened her back and spoke loudly.
"It wasn't us! We've been trying our best to save her, we absolutely didn't harm her!"
Pei Yan stepped forward without hesitation, tightly protecting Fang Xiaoxiao and the little girl behind him.
His handsome face was tense, like a general facing battle, as he looked warily at the group of angry and irrational villagers before him, and spoke in a low but powerful voice.
"Everyone, calm down. The truth is not what you've heard!"
But Lao Fu kept stirring things up, jumping up and down and shouting excitedly.
"Don't listen to their sweet talk and sophistry. The person is dead; that's an undeniable fact!"
The little girl trembled with fear at the horrific scene. She clung tightly to Fang Xiaoxiao's legs, her small body curled up in a ball, and cried her heart out. Her cries sounded particularly pitiful amidst the noisy shouts and curses.
Old Fu, who had always acted honest and submissive, as if anyone could take advantage of him, now seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and had completely changed his appearance.
He held his head high, and his gaze, which had always been downcast and timid, now became incredibly fierce and arrogant.
His chest was held straight, his gait exuded arrogance, and every wrinkle on his face was filled with pride and cunning.
Old Fu didn't allow Fang Xiaoxiao and the others a single word of explanation. His rough and domineering voice boomed like thunder in the thatched hut.
"Don't listen to these outsiders' nonsense, just tie them up!"
The villagers, blinded by rage, immediately swarmed forward like wolves.
Fang Xiaoxiao was still deeply shocked by the woman's sudden death, as if her soul had been ripped out.
Her eyes were empty and lifeless; her once bright eyes had lost all their luster, and she just stared blankly ahead, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.
At that moment, Fang Xiaoxiao's heart was filled with extreme disappointment and loneliness.
She couldn't understand why she had ended up like this after trying so hard to save people.
My former confidence in my medical skills and my passion for saving lives have been ruthlessly shattered at this moment.
She felt like a helpless child, lost in the darkness, unable to find any warmth or hope.
Pei Yan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, his eyes burning with fury, ready to fight back.
But when he turned to look at Fang Xiaoxiao beside him, who was like a walking corpse, his heart was immediately filled with endless pity and helplessness.
He sighed deeply, slowly loosened his fists, and let the villagers roughly tie him up.
And so, they were roughly dragged and pulled out of the thatched hut by the men brought by Lao Fu.
All the way, Old Fu's smug laughter kept ringing in my ears.
"Hmph, serves you right for being so arrogant and meddling in other people's business. Now you're going to get what's coming to you!"
Fang Xiaoxiao and her companions were ruthlessly pushed into a dimly lit room in the village, like discarded goods.
The room seemed to be a forgotten corner of the world, filled with a nauseating damp and musty smell. The walls all around seemed to be seeping water droplets, which dripped down and gathered into small puddles on the floor.
The few faint rays of light struggled to squeeze in through the narrow cracks in the window, illuminating only a small corner of the room and making the rest of the space seem even more eerie and terrifying.
However, in this oppressive and desperate atmosphere, Fang Xiaoxiao, who had been silent and lost like a puppet, finally seemed to slowly awaken from a long nightmare.
Her eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly flashed with a sharp, lightning-like light, and she uttered a shocking statement.
"I know why that woman died suddenly."
Her voice sounded exceptionally clear and abrupt in the quiet, dimly lit space, like a thunderclap suddenly exploding in the somber room.
Pei Yan and the little girl, who had been hanging their heads and immersed in their own fear and sorrow, were startled by her sudden words and instantly raised their heads, their eager gazes like burning torches, staring straight at her.
Pei Yan couldn't wait to get closer to Fang Xiaoxiao, his voice filled with barely concealed eagerness and anxiety, and quickly asked.
"Xiaoxiao, what exactly happened? Tell us quickly!"
Fang Xiaoxiao bit her lip, which had lost its color due to tension and anxiety. Her expression was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip from it, and she spoke slowly.
"There must be some ulterior motive behind this. I'm sure things are not as simple as they seem."
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