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Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth, enduring his discomfort, his voice filled with barely concealed pain and urgency as he reached out to pry Qin Huairu's hand away: "Huairu...you, you let go of me! Don't hold me, I, I need to see a doctor first, my body really can't take it anymore...please let go!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously took two steps forward, but Qin Huairu clung tightly to his leg and refused to let go, instead holding on even tighter.

With tears welling in her eyes, Qin Huairu looked up at Yi Zhonghai, her gaze fixed on him as if grasping at her only hope: "Uncle, you can't abandon me! My mother has misunderstood me; she's lying! Please help me explain! Otherwise, if this gets back to Qin Family Village, my parents will beat me to death!"

She was already in a state of confusion and didn't notice Yi Zhonghai's strange posture and pained expression. She only wanted him to help her get out of her predicament.

Yi Zhonghai was driven to desperation by her clinging, and was also in so much pain that he was sweating profusely, with veins bulging on his forehead. His tone became impatient: "I really... can't handle this! I'm in so much pain myself, let go of me so I can see a doctor, otherwise I won't even be able to stand up!"

As he spoke, he increased the force he used to pry Qin Huairu's fingers off, but the harder he tried, the more intense the pain in his groin became, causing his vision to go black and him to nearly fall to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Jia Zhangshi's expression changed drastically, and the anger in her eyes, mixed with years of pent-up doubts, surged up all at once.

She had long suspected that her family's misfortunes were inextricably linked to Yi Zhonghai. Otherwise, why would Yi Zhonghai cause trouble while the Jia family always took the blame?

First, he was sent to a farm, and later, because of Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu was also dragged into it and suffered.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt there was something fishy going on between Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu.

She suddenly stepped forward, hands on her hips, pointed at Yi Zhonghai's nose, and began to yell at him in a shrill voice that could pierce eardrums: "Yi Zhonghai! I knew you shameless old bastard, having an affair with that slut Qin Huairu! Pulling and shoving each other in public, you have no shame at all!"

Her spittle flew as she spoke, each word piercing to the heart, growing more and more addictive with each tirade: "I knew it was weird! You're causing trouble outside, so why should my Dongxu go to the farm for 'rehabilitation' instead? Turns out it was all on your own! Did you want to get rid of Dongxu all along so you could possess that shameless Qin Huairu and make her bear you a son? You're Dongxu's master! A master seducing his apprentice's wife, may your son be born without an anus! A childless bastard!"

Jia Zhangshi's relentless barrage of insults left Yi Zhonghai's face turning pale and then green, as if all the blood in his body was rushing to his head.

His heart skipped a beat. He had indeed considered winning over Qin Huairu and having her carry on his family line, but it was just a thought and he never actually did it.

But this moment of hesitation and speechlessness gave Jia Zhangshi an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Seeing this, Jia Zhangshi immediately raised her voice and shouted to the crowd, "Look! Look everyone! He's not even arguing with me anymore! That's exactly what this old man with no descendants is thinking!"

She took two more steps forward, her eyes filled with contempt and schadenfreude, deliberately stabbing at the most painful spots: "Yi Zhonghai, you useless old man without a child! You can't have children yourself, yet you've wronged that stupid woman Zhang Cuilan for thirty years, forcing her to drink bitter Chinese medicine every day. It was all for nothing, what good did it do! I think it's simply your own fault! With Zhang Cuilan's health, let alone with Liu Haizhong, even with Yan Fugui, she could probably have had eight or ten children by now. But she chose to be with you, you good-for-nothing, ending your family line and becoming childless!"

These words were like a thunderclap, and the hall erupted in chaos once again.

The onlookers' eyes lit up. The scene was full of twists and turns, more exciting than a storytelling performance. They whispered among themselves, their eyes full of gossip and disdain, their gazes sweeping back and forth over Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai felt a buzzing in his head, and his vision went black for a moment. The image of Liu Haizhong entering his house and being alone with Zhang Cuilan inside flashed through his mind like a tidal wave.

Memories flooded back: how he had visited numerous hospitals, where doctors sighed silently and shook their heads helplessly, repeatedly telling him the cruel truth that he was infertile.

A terrible thought, like a venomous snake, burrowed into his mind and clung tightly to his nerves: If he couldn't have children, whose child was Cuilan's? Could it be... could it be that the child wasn't his at all? Could it be Liu Haizhong's?

Upon hearing this thought, Yi Zhonghai seemed to go mad, his face instantly contorted and distorted, his eyes filled with scarlet ferocity and despair.

He didn't even bother to pinch his nose to stop the bleeding. Two streams of blood gushed down from his nostrils, dripping all over Qin Huairu's head and face, sticking to her disheveled hair, making her look particularly horrifying.

Yi Zhonghai abruptly flung Qin Huairu's hand away, his hands clenched into fists, knuckles white, as he roared through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse like a wild beast's howl: "Zhang Cuilan! Liu Haizhong! I curse your ancestors! You two shameless bastards are having an affair! Liu Haizhong, you scum, not only did you cuckold me, but you also fathered a bastard! I'm going to kill you both!"

He trembled with pain, but the overwhelming hatred overwhelmed the agony. He struggled frantically on the spot, his legs clamped together, his eyes unfocused yet fierce, like a wild beast out of control. The people around him retreated, afraid of being caught in his clutches.

Qin Huairu was thrown to the ground by him. Looking at Yi Zhonghai, whose face was covered in blood and who looked like a madman, she was so frightened that she trembled all over and even forgot to cry.

When Jia Zhangshi saw Yi Zhonghai, who looked like a madman and whose face was covered in blood, she was startled and took a step back. A hint of fear flashed in her eyes. This old man who had no descendants had been driven crazy. Who knew what outrageous things he might do?

But she quickly suppressed her fear. Dealing with Qin Huairu and getting the Jia family's things back were the most important things right now, so she had no time to pay attention to the out-of-control Yi Zhonghai.

She stepped forward, grabbed Qin Huairu's disheveled hair with such force that she almost tore her scalp off, and dragged her toward the stretcher. Qin Huairu screamed in pain, but she didn't even have the strength to resist.

"You little bitch, come here right now!"

Madam Jia Zhang viciously dragged Qin Huairu in front of Jia Dongxu, shoved her hard, causing her to fall to the ground beside the stretcher. Pointing at Jia Dongxu lying on it, her tone was icy and threatening, "Qin Huairu, you tell Dongxu yourself, what are you going to do about this! I'm telling you, you must give the Jia family a reasonable answer today! Otherwise, tomorrow I'll take Dongxu and march all the way to your Qin Family Village to demand an explanation!"

She paused, her eyes filled with malice, and added, "I not only want justice, but I also want to report you to the authorities and have all these scumbags from Qin Family Village who make a living by deceiving people arrested and sent to jail!" These words were like the last straw, completely breaking Qin Huairu.