Village_Doctor

"Animal!"

Zhao Tienan immediately rushed into the bedroom, only to be defenseless against the scene before him.

The Mute Wife lay unconscious in a pool of blood, with a deep gash on her forehead, her frail body convulsing violently, eyes beginning to roll back.

Scattered around were pieces of broken beer bottles, surely the weapon used.

What was most infuriating was the iron chain around the Mute Wife's neck, like a domesticated dog.

Besides the horrific wound on her forehead, her body showed many old scars, shockingly visible.

No need to think; surely that beast Sun Jiumengzi often indulged in such twisted games.

"Too cruel!"

Cao Lei covered her mouth, eyes brimming with tears.

She had never witnessed such a perverted scene, fear instantly filling her heart.

"Cao Lei, the injuries are too severe, she needs a blood transfusion, quickly go and fetch more type B blood."

"Also, have the village chief drive everyone away, don't let anyone disturb me while I'm saving her!"

Zhao Tienan donned sterilized gloves, preparing for emergency aid, having treated the Mute Wife before, knowing her blood type.

"Alright!"

Cao Lei, seeing Zhao Tienan's severely serious demeanor, suddenly felt this man was incredibly handsome, deeply moved, she immediately assisted him.

A few minutes later, all the commotion disappeared.

Zhao Tienan could finally examine the Mute Wife's injuries in peace.

The situation was grim!

The Mute Wife's head had been struck by a beer bottle, not lethal, but likely causing a moderate concussion.

Besides this, the six-centimeter gash on her forehead caused excessive blood loss, already leading to convulsions, if not promptly addressed, could result in shock and death.

"Sun Jiumengzi, that bastard, for such a pretty wife, he could lay hands on her, truly deserving death!"

Zhao Tienan spat, then promptly commenced cleaning, stopping bleeding, disinfecting, stitching, bandaging...

With all this done, the blood ceased flowing, but the Mute Wife's breathing turned extremely weak, her face palely haunting.

Bad news!

Zhao Tienan's heart sank, urgently adjusting the Mute Wife's dainty frame, placing both hands on her full chest, desperately performing CPR.

The Mute Wife's skin was exceptionally fair and delicate, though somewhat cool, her chest curves were perky and resilient, the pink hues especially tender and captivating.

Slender figure, with striking bone structure beauty, her exquisite little face void of any color, looking utterly pitiful.

Such a beauty, yet now resembling a butterfly struggling in the frost, the desolate beauty stirred waves of heartache within Zhao Tienan.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm..."

Grinding his teeth, Zhao Tienan exerted all his strength, repeatedly pressing on the Mute Wife's chest, her frail form rhythmically jolting, the small red beads ceaselessly swaying.

After over ten minutes of effort, the Mute Wife's breathing finally stabilized somewhat.

Yet she lost too much blood, if not replenished soon, the danger would remain.

Within two hours at most, the Mute Wife's body would suffer massive failure due to lack of blood, rendering Zhao Tienan's medical skills useless.

"Zhao, we have no type B blood left in the clinic, what should we do?"

Suddenly, Cao Lei rushed in, delivering news that made Zhao Tienan's heart sink further.