Courtyard House: The Frog Boy Brings Back a Genetic Potion at the Start

She hadn't had the energy to care for Jia Dongxu when he was on the verge of death; but now that her son had been given a second chance at life, she absolutely couldn't let that brat instigate things again!

"You know the way!"

Before Qin Huairu could speak, Madam Jia cut her off abruptly, "Dongxu has only just recovered and can't be left alone. Huairu has to stay here and watch over him."

No need to see me off!

He Yushui sighed inwardly, knowing that continuing the conversation would only be pointless. She could only glance at Qin Huairu with a regretful look before turning and walking out.

"Mom, Dongxu, he..."

Just as Qin Huairu was about to say something, Jia Zhangshi suddenly reached out, grabbed her hair, and slammed her face against the edge of Jia Dongxu's hospital bed! A tearing pain shot through her scalp, and Qin Huairu cried out in pain.

She struggled desperately, but Jia Zhangshi's thick hands were like iron clamps, gripping her tightly, and she couldn't break free no matter what she did.

Jia Zhangshi's eyes were filled with a venomous glint as she forced out the words through clenched teeth: "Dongxu? Hmph, Qin Huairu, do you still remember your man's name is Jia Dongxu? Let me tell you, don't think I can't see through your scheming ways! Aren't you just hoping your man will die soon so you can be completely free?"

"Maybe you've even planned your escape route, and as soon as he dies, you'll be eager to remarry."

As for this old codger of mine, I can just toss you somewhere in the countryside, and then nobody will care about you anymore, right?

This barrage of angry words was like a bucket of ice water poured over Qin Huairu, chilling her to the bone, and she even forgot to struggle.

She was horrified, never expecting that this old woman would know exactly what she was thinking!

"Mom, I didn't... I really didn't mean that!"

Qin Huairu hurriedly begged for forgiveness, tears streaming down her face, "Dongxu is my husband, how could I curse him to die? Mom, you've wronged me..."

She cried so bitterly that anyone who didn't know the situation would think she had suffered a great injustice.

But these tricks were completely useless against Jia Zhangshi.

Madam Jia glared at her fiercely: "Stop pretending in front of me! Do you really think I'm senile? What kind of schemes do you have? Qin Huairu, let me tell you, remarry? Forget about it! Even if Dongxu really does remarry one day, you'll still be a daughter-in-law of the Jia family, and you'll never step out of this door for the rest of your life!"

No matter what he becomes, he'll still be your man!

Jia Zhangshi growled venomously, still clutching Qin Huairu's hair tightly in her hand, her rough manner as if she were treating an inanimate object.

A sudden surge of sorrow welled up in Qin Huairu's heart.

This time, she really cried.

Because of Jia Zhangshi's tyranny and cruelty, and because of his own endless, pitiful, and miserable life.

The other patients and their families in the ward were present, and upon witnessing Jia Zhangshi's fierce and menacing appearance, they all frowned.

Some people initially considered offering advice, hoping the mother-in-law wouldn't make things too difficult for her daughter-in-law. However, seeing her aggressive demeanor, they ultimately swallowed their words—no one wanted to cause trouble, fearing she would entangle them relentlessly.

Qin Huairu could only cower before Jia Zhangshi, pleading for forgiveness in a low voice, repeatedly assuring her that she had no ill intentions. "Mother, believe me, Dongxu is my lifelong support; I'm willing to do anything for him."

She managed to say one kind word after another, hoping that her mother-in-law would calm down a little.

Surprisingly, Jia Zhangshi let go of her hand.

But when Qin Huairu looked up and saw the cold, ambiguous smile on the other person's lips, her heart sank.

She knew that expression all too well—when her mother-in-law showed that look, nothing good ever came of it.

"Are you really willing to do anything for Dongxu?"

"I asked in a low voice," Jia Zhangshi asked.

A chill ran down Qin Huairu's spine. She almost shook her head in refusal, but fearing another beating or scolding, she could only force a nod. "Of course... Dongxu is my man, I..."

"Enough with the nonsense."

Jia Zhangshi interrupted her, raising her chin toward the hospital bed, "The doctor just said that Dongxu's lower body is ulcerated, and the pus is blocking it and can't come out. If it's left untreated, it may become more serious."

A secret sense of satisfaction flickered in Qin Huairu's heart. If she could really get rid of Jia Dongxu like this, it would save her a lot of trouble. But on her face, she feigned anxiety: "What should we do? Mother, we have to save him no matter what!"

Jia Zhangshi grinned, a smile that left Qin Huairu somewhat bewildered.

The doctor gave two methods.

First, we can use hospital equipment to drain the pus, which isn't cheap—and you know we're not exactly rolling in money anymore.

Madam Jia stared at her and said slowly.

Qin Huairu's throat tightened, a vague unease creeping in. "Then... what's another way? Is it free?"

"It's free."

A cold glint flashed in Jia Zhangshi's eyes. "Someone has to suck the pus out for him with their mouth."

Qin Huairu's eyes widened instantly, and her blood seemed to freeze.

She finally understood what her mother-in-law was up to.

"Since you said you'd do anything for him, and you're his wife, this task should naturally be done by you."

Jia Zhangshi said matter-of-factly, "As a mother, it's not appropriate for me to do this."

These words struck Qin Huairu like a thunderbolt, leaving her ears ringing and her body frozen in place, unable to move for a long time.

Qin Huairu could hardly believe her ears. "You want me to...suck it out?"

She repeated it to herself, her voice trembling, "From that rotten place...suck out the pus?"

She looked up, wanting to confirm it one more time.

Madam Jia's eyes widened immediately, her domineering aura pressing in: "What, is that not allowed? You two are a married couple, what's the big deal? Just treat it as a private matter between husband and wife!"

At this point, Jia Zhangshi let out a cold snort: "Besides, haven't the scandals you've caused at the factory been shameful enough? Everyone saw it, Qin Huairu, don't you know how filthy you are? Your mouth, to me now, is no different from a cesspool, stinking to high heaven! Today you must suck the pus out of Dongxu, no discussion!"

Jia Zhangshi's words became increasingly venomous.

She recalled the rumors circulating in the courtyard and factory a while ago, and a surge of resentment welled up in her heart, burning her internal organs with pain.

In her eyes now, Qin Huairu is no longer a person, but merely an object to keep her son alive and save her some money.

Qin Huairu was angered by her insults.

Besides, she had seen it with her own eyes; Jia Dongxu's wounds were already ulcerated beyond recognition.

Ask her to suck it with her mouth? Qin Huairu felt that if she really did that, her own mouth would probably rot away.

"I won't do it! Why should I..."

She straightened her back and refused firmly.

But before she could finish speaking, Madam Jia suddenly raised her hand and slapped her hard across the face.

The burning pain exploded within her, and Qin Huairu couldn't help but cry out in agony.

"Suck it! Go suck it now! Or else I'll..."

Jia Zhangshi roared fiercely.

The person in the next bed couldn't bear to watch any longer, but ultimately didn't want to get involved in other people's family affairs, so they silently drew the curtain between the beds, hoping to avoid seeing it.

Behind the curtain, everyone felt utter contempt for Jia Zhangshi.

No one would willingly accept such a situation, not even their closest relatives.

Qin Huairu remained silent, staring intently at Jia Zhangshi, her eyes burning with suppressed anger.

"Snapped!"

Without hesitation, seeing that she refused to comply, Jia Zhangshi slapped her again.

The old woman had an incredibly strong hand; after two slaps, Qin Huairu's cheeks were swollen high, and blood seeped from the corners of her mouth.

The repeated beatings finally drove Qin Huairu to the brink of despair.

She suddenly burst out with a scream: "I'm done! I won't do it anymore!"

Madam Jia Zhang did not expect that she would become so stubborn at this moment.

But who is Jia Zhangshi? She won't give up so easily.

In that compound, she was known for her shrewishness and ruthlessness, second only to that of the deaf old lady.

Since Qin Huairu shouted "!", she really stopped holding back and swung her arm, slapping her like raindrops.

As she hit him, she still felt unsatisfied and kept hurling insults at him:

"You, what are you pretending to be now, acting all tough? Pah! Don't think I don't know about your affair! You jinx! If it weren't for you, would my son be in this mess? Ever since you came into the family, nothing good has happened, it's all because of you!"

Qin Huairu was no match for Jia Zhangshi.

Under the relentless beatings and insults, her last bit of strength was drained, leaving her limp and completely subdued.

That day became the darkest time in Qin Huairu's life.

She doesn't even know how she got through that period.

After everything was over, she rushed into the toilet and lay by the sink, dry heaving for over an hour, as if trying to rip out her internal organs. But the nauseating, putrid smell lingered in her throat, refusing to go away.

"Hmph, why didn't you just behave from the start? Why did you have to pretend and make things difficult for yourself!"

Jia Zhangshi was still outside cursing and swearing.

Even though Qin Huairu had done as instructed, she still found it utterly unpleasant to look at.

……

The news that Jia Dongxu had survived quickly reached the detention center.

As long as the person is alive, the nature of the matter is completely different.

Yi Zhonghai felt especially relieved, letting out a long breath as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"It's good that people are still alive... As long as no one has died, our guilt can be greatly reduced."

He spoke in a low voice, but bitterness welled up in his heart—the days he had been imprisoned here were simply not human.

He ate and drank poorly, and was restless day and night. He even felt like he was living like an animal.

The three were detained in the same place.

Upon hearing this, the already frail old woman suddenly straightened up and began to yell and curse:

"Nonsense! Yi Zhonghai, have you lost your mind? This has absolutely nothing to do with us! Whether Jia Dongxu lives or dies, what business is it of ours?"

The deaf old woman was filled with resentment.

These past few days of unexpected misfortune have been a complete disaster for her.

Yi Zhonghai was speechless and embarrassed.

How could he not understand the logic? But the police had solid evidence; the items they found in the old lady's house were practically irrefutable proof, and any further explanation would be futile.

He had no choice but to lower his voice and try to persuade them:

"Grandma, the reality is right here—the police don't believe us."

If we want to suffer less and get out sooner, we need to agree on something.

In my opinion, we can only rely on an unexpected outcome.

Imagine you were keeping a snake as a pet, but it escaped and injured someone.

This was purely accidental, and you couldn't control it.

Besides, there's no explicit rule in the compound that forbids keeping snakes, right?

"Since Jia Dongxu is not dead, let's try to settle this privately."

The claim of "driving away snakes to injure people" is too far-fetched; the police would hardly believe it. As for "poisoning," that's even less plausible—you don't have any deep-seated hatred for the Jia family, so there's no need for such a ruthless act.

Yi Zhonghai had a clear mind and quickly figured out the best way to reduce his responsibility.

"If you hold grudges over trivial matters, wouldn't everyone in this courtyard who has a grudge against you suffer? The first one to get into trouble should be Hao Jianguo."

Therefore, the claim of "poisoning" is completely untenable.

He took a breath and laid out the pros and cons.

This method is currently the only option that can minimize their suffering.

But the old woman still stubbornly refused, her face full of resentment:

"Isn't this just making me take the blame? I've never raised snakes! This is a frame-up... a trap!"

What gave Yi Zhonghai a headache was that she brought up the old story that her father was a martyr.

"My father died for his country! Our family has a strong backbone and will never bow down to this injustice!"

The old lady's voice was so loud it almost made the room vibrate.

Having been locked up for several days, with poor eating and sleeping habits, even Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu had become listless and haggard. Yet, this old lady was full of energy, which made the two people next to her secretly admire her.

While he admired her, seeing her so stubborn, Yi Zhonghai felt his temples throbbing.

There are clearly ways to suffer less, so why is this old lady so stubbornly unwilling to change her ways?

The police officers on duty outside heard the noise, frowned, walked over, and knocked on the iron bars:

"Grandma, you've been complaining for days now? You seem to be in good spirits—you just don't want to admit it, huh? Fine, then you can continue to stay here."

"We're not in a rush for the case. You can stay as long as you like."

"Anyway, it's free to stay here. Even if you spend the rest of your life in jail, we'll still keep you company."