Time Travel: My Wife Is Busy in Farming

Su Bingcheng is the kind of person who doesn't know martial arts at all. Just now he was able to show off in front of the rogue seller selling cooking cakes.

Now facing these burly men, they all still had weapons in their hands, but those people did not use weapons, they just punched and kicked them, like raindrops falling on him, and in a short time these men were beaten. The man was beaten until he lost his breath.

Su Bingcheng was also half frightened.

He fell motionless on the side of the road. They kicked him several times, and the thugs went back and told the housekeeper.

"That kid must have lost his temper!"

"Okay, don't beat him to death. He seems to be a scholar. It's not good to get involved in a life-threatening lawsuit. Let's spare his life!"

After the housekeeper spoke, the thugs who killed without blood stopped killing Su Bingcheng and threw him onto the bullock cart, and then kidnapped Liu Qiaomei who was too frightened to move.

It happened within two or three minutes, and no one noticed it in this remote alley.

Liu Qiaomei was now devastated. She originally thought she could escape Mr. Huang's pursuit, but unexpectedly, she fell into his hands again. It seemed that she would not survive. Before being ruined by Mr. Huang, she decided to die.

Liu Qiaomei has also made up her mind. It seems that this time the odds are against her.

Let’s not talk about Liu Qiaomei being captured by Mr. Huang’s people.

Let’s talk about Su Bingcheng. He fell on the bullock cart in a bloody state. At about seven or eight o’clock in the evening, someone finally came over. Seeing that the bullock cart had been blocked in this alley, he refused to go. Moving forward, it delays those passing behind.

When someone came over to ask, they discovered that there was a person lying on top of the bullock cart.

When I got closer, I saw that the man on the cart was dressed like a scholar, but his body was covered in blood.

When I touched this man's nose, he still had breath, but it seemed to be quite badly injured. There was only air coming in, and the breath coming out was very weak. Hurry up, there are kind-hearted people who are going to send Su Bingcheng to a nearby medical clinic.

All the medical clinics nearby were closed at this time, so they went around in a circle and finally sent them to Mr. Wang's charity hall.

Charity Hall has always been a place with superb medical skills, and Mr. Wang is highly respected and has won the support of the people in this city.

Mr. Wang doesn't know how many times he has done things like saving lives and healing the wounded, even without compensation.

Saving people is the medical ethics of every doctor. When Mr. Wang was checking Liu's condition, a boy outside reported that a scholar was beaten to death. Someone helped to carry him over and asked Mr. Wang to save him. he.

When Mr. Wang heard this, he quickly went to the front to see what was going on.

Tang Xiaoman originally heard about this incident and it had nothing to do with her. Like Mr. Wang's medical clinic, countless patients are sent here every day.

Tang Xiaoman saw that Xiao Taohua had been taking care of her mother in front of the bed. The child was worried and had not eaten until now. The food delivered by Mr. Wang was cold and she did not eat a bite.

Tang Xiaoman couldn't eat it either, so she thought about taking the food out to the kitchen, or heating it up if she wanted to eat it anytime.

When she walked out with the meal, she saw a group of people carrying what looked like a stretcher, with a person wearing a white gown in the academic style that is popular this year lying on it.

After Tang Xiaoman saw the clothes, she was stunned. She seemed to have seen Su Bingcheng wearing such clothes a few days ago, didn't she?

However, these people quickly walked away in front of her and entered Mr. Wang's inner clinic.

Tang Xiaoman continued to look for the kitchen with the food, but she was not familiar with the place. The medicine boys were all inside helping Mr. Wang with the patients who had just been sent here. Tang Xiaoman couldn't find anyone, so he had to find where the kitchen was.

As a result, she accidentally walked out of the door.

There is an ox cart tied outside the door. Why does this ox cart look so familiar?

Tang Xiaoman saw that there was still blood on the bullock cart, and a white gauze scarf used to cover the face quietly fell on it.

Isn't this scarf Liu Qiaomei's? Look at the bullock cart again. Isn’t it your own bullock cart?

Why is there still blood on it? The person who just sent it here?

Tang Xiaoman suddenly felt something bad, and she didn't care about looking for the kitchen. He went directly to the inner room where Mr. Wang was being treated. When he looked inside, the person lying on the bed that Mr. Wang was treating was none other than Su Bingcheng!

Although there was still blood on his face, who else could he be?

Tang Xiaoman did not expect to see a person in the inner clinic of the Charity Hall. This person seemed to be Su Bingcheng.

She saw her own ox cart at the entrance of the charity hall again, but shouldn't this ox cart have been driven home by Liu Qiaomei? But now I don’t see Liu Qiaomei, where has she gone?

Tang Xiaoman's heart began to beat. Inside, Mr. Wang was doing his best to rescue him, and it was not convenient for her to get close to him now.

I got a piece of news from a kind person who sent the wounded man here. He was injured and had been unconscious. It seemed that he had been beaten until he was like this.

If it was really Su Bingcheng and he was beaten, who did he, a student, have an enmity with?

But where has Liu Qiaomei gone now? Tang Xiaoman wandered around the ox cart again, convinced that the ox cart was his own.

The scarf that covered Liu Qiaomei's face was still there, and Tang Xiaoman was almost certain that something had happened to Liu Qiaomei.

She said in her heart that all this would have to wait until Su Bingcheng woke up to find out.

The night passed quickly, and Tang Xiaoman didn't sleep a wink.

When it was almost dawn the next day, she was finally able to sleep for a while.

She was woken up by Xiao Taohua's voice.

"Mom, third aunt, look! My mother is awake!"

Tang Xiaoman woke up in a daze and saw Mrs. Liu lying on the bed. She had really woken up.

Little Taohua was so excited that she grabbed her mother's hand and shouted happily: "Mom, you finally woke up! Do you want to drink water? Are you hungry?"

Mrs. Liu shook her head weakly, but she just shook her head slightly, and she already felt like she had a splitting headache.

Tang Xiaoman quickly said to Ms. Liu: "You just lie down and rest. It's okay. Mr. Wang said you will get better soon. Don't worry!"

Tang Xiaoman said and asked Mr. Wang to come over and help check on Mrs. Liu's situation.

Although Mr. Wang didn't sleep for a few hours yesterday, he is studying medicine after all. Today, he is as spirited and energetic as usual.

He came over to see Liu's condition, and then said to Tang Xiaoman: "It will be fine if she wakes up. The injury on her head is indeed not easy to heal. Let's observe her for a while. Don't talk too much to her first. Don’t bring up the stuff about how she got hurt.”