freenovelworld Chapter 237: The Old Man's Unexpected Accident
Chapter 237: The Old Man's Unexpected Accident
The rogue felt a chill run down his spine, but forced a calm expression on his face.
The village chief nodded. "Then let's investigate thoroughly."
The group arrived at the neighboring village and, after making some inquiries, indeed discovered something amiss.
The man who bought the chicken said.
“This chicken was sold to me by an old man and a young man. The young man looked flustered, while the old man kept urging me on.”
The village chief's face grew increasingly grim as he looked at the rogue and the old man.
Upon seeing this, the old man knelt down with a thud.
"Village chief, I was confused for a moment and was misled by a scoundrel."
The scoundrel collapsed to the ground and confessed to stealing the chicken.
The village chief glared angrily at the rogue and the old man.
"You have done such a disgraceful thing, you have completely disgraced our village!"
At this point, the chicken seller added.
"Oh, right, village chief, there's a boy with this scoundrel, he looks about fifteen or sixteen years old."
Everyone was startled, and Fang Xiaoxiao quickly asked.
Who is that young man?
The man who wanted to buy the chicken shook his head.
"I don't recognize him either; he looks completely unfamiliar."
The village chief looked at the rogue.
"Speak! Who is that boy?"
The rogue answered, trembling.
"Yes... he's a distant cousin of mine. His family is so poor they can't even afford to eat, so I thought I'd help him earn some money."
He Jinnian snorted coldly.
"You're still trying to deny it. I think this boy has been fooled by you too."
"That's what the village chief said."
"No matter what, let's find that boy and get to the bottom of this first."
The group began searching for the boy's whereabouts again.
After some twists and turns, they finally found him in a dilapidated thatched hut.
The boy, seeing the crowd, cowered in a corner, trembling with fear.
Fang Xiaoxiao stepped forward and said softly.
"Child, don't be afraid. As long as you tell the truth, we won't make things difficult for you."
The boy burst into tears.
“I was tricked into coming here by my cousin. He said he was just helping to sell a few chickens. I didn’t know they were stolen.”
The village chief sighed.
“Child, since you were unaware of this, we will not hold you responsible this time, but you must not do bad things with us again in the future.”
The boy nodded repeatedly.
Seeing this, the rogue knew that it was all over.
He lowered his head heavily, and his already thin body slumped to the ground.
The rogue looked grim, his heart filled with despair, and he muttered to himself.
"It's over, it's all over!"
Not only him, but also the silver-haired old man.
The old man's face was solemn. He was about to say something, trying to defend himself, but suddenly his eyes rolled back and he fell straight down onto the wooden plank on the ground.
"boom!"
This sudden turn of events surprised everyone present.
The crowd began to clamor.
"Ah, Uncle, is Uncle dead?!"
"Pah! Can't you watch your mouth? Hurry up and save the person."
"Quick, everyone, please help!"
For a moment, the crowd, who had been waiting to see how the scoundrel fared, completely forgot about the matter.
The village chief, too lazy to bother with the petty thief anymore, began to give orders to the others.
"You, go to the next village and ask the old doctor to come over. Although Uncle was wrong, he is still an elder in our village."
The servant nodded and left.
Everyone was in a panic and disarray.
Fang Xiaoxiao and her group, however, seemed slightly embarrassed.
Long Jinyan stood beside her, seething with resentment.
"Pah, what kind of bullshit uncle is he? He's just a chicken-stealing old thief. He'd better lie down and never get up again."
General Long, who always adheres to the principle of black and white, would naturally not care whether the old man lived or died.
Li Renyi echoed him in the same way.
"That's right, this old scoundrel should kick the bucket as soon as possible. He's so blatantly distorting the truth and daring to slander us just because he's older than me."
So, the crowd split into two factions: one was the village chief's side, who were deeply worried seeing the old man lying on the ground.
As for Fang Xiaoxiao's faction, they all wished the old man would die.
Russian qing.
The servant, who had been summoned by the village chief to fetch a doctor from the neighboring village, hurriedly arrived.
The old doctor followed behind him.
The old doctor, dressed in coarse linen clothes, still walked with a steady gait despite his advanced age.
He carried a medicine chest and was accompanied by a young apprentice. With his eyes squinting like mung beans, he slowly walked towards the crowd.
Upon seeing this, the villagers were as if they had seen a deity, their initial surprise turning into joy.
"The old doctor is here! Uncle is saved! Everyone, make way!"
Someone shouted.
The others made way for the crowd that had formed a circle.
The old doctor walked to the old man's side, squatted down, first reached out to check the old man's breathing, then felt his pulse, and his expression became serious.
Everyone watched the old doctor nervously, not daring to breathe.
After a moment, the old doctor stood up, shook his head, and said...
"This old man is so angry that he has suffered a heart attack. His condition is not optimistic. We need to carry him back inside quickly so that I can administer acupuncture and medicine."
The village chief quickly directed everyone to carry the old man back into the house.
Fang Xiaoxiao and the others watched from the sidelines, feeling dissatisfied but unable to say anything.
After the old man was placed on the bed, the old doctor opened his medicine box, took out silver needles, and began to administer acupuncture to the old man.
Time ticked by, and everyone waited anxiously outside.
Finally, the old doctor put away his silver needles and left the room.
The village chief hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
"Doctor, how is my uncle?"
The old doctor sighed.
"His life has been saved for now, but he still needs to recuperate properly and must not be subjected to any further stimulation."
The village chief breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at Fang Xiaoxiao and the others with a complicated expression.
Fang Xiaoxiao stepped forward and said.
"Village chief, now that things are clear, we'll head back."
The village chief nodded and said.
"Thank you all for today's matter. I hope you won't take this unexpected turn to heart."
Fang Xiaoxiao said, "Don't worry, village chief, we understand."
After saying that, Fang Xiaoxiao and the others left.
Back at his residence, Long Jinyan was still furious.
"Hmph, that old man actually managed to be saved. He got off easy."
Fang Xiaoxiao said.
"Forget it, since the person has already been punished, let's think about how to conduct ourselves in the village from now on."
Everyone fell into deep thought.
……
Inside three tile-roofed houses at the east end of the village.
Fang Xiaoxiao and the others sat at the square table.
Long Jinyan was very displeased.
"That old man is really lucky to be alive."
"Don't say that. I don't think the old man is sick at all. He was just faking it."
Murong Changqing, who was always observant, was holding a bowl of tea and looking at the group.
Just now, when he saw the old man's eyes roll back and he fall to the ground, he noticed that the old man's mouth twitched, as if he had fallen and hurt himself. Combined with the rascal's smile, he easily guessed that the two of them were putting on an act.
Listening to his analysis, Fang Xiaoxiao nodded emphatically.
"I think that's probably the case too."