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Seeing this, the others spoke up: "Dr. Wen, we saw and heard what happened yesterday clearly. If the police come, we will tell them the truth."

"You did mention the seriousness of the situation, but the patient's family just wouldn't listen. Even a miracle worker couldn't do anything about a stubborn family member."

When Ya Ya's father heard them say that, he roared, "Shut up! What's it to you? Why are you meddling in my business? This is a matter between my family and this quack doctor."

"We ordinary people might not realize how serious it is, but how could a doctor not realize it? She should have contacted our family to remind us. If she had paid more attention, my Yaya would be fine."

Hearing these shameless words, everyone curled their lips and didn't want to say anything more. They never expected the carpenter to be like this.

It is pitiful to lose a child, but that is not a reason to slander someone.

Wen Yao said calmly, "Fine, since you think I'm the problem, just report it to the police and have them investigate. An autopsy will tell you what happened."

"Who put the medicine on the child's head, and how long it took for the poison to reach the brain, can all be found out. It will be clear who is right and who is wrong."

Ya Ya's father glared at her fiercely: "I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to pay compensation to settle this privately, or do you want to report it to the police and make a big fuss? Your reputation won't be good after that."

"So you weren't really heartbroken about losing your child, but you wanted to use her death to extort money from me. It's a tragedy for Yaya to have a father like you."

"You're so cunning, aren't you afraid that Yaya, who's supposed to be dead, will come looking for you tonight?"

"Hmph, stop with your nonsense. Since you're unwilling to settle this privately, then we'll see. I'm going to call the police."

Seeing this, Ya Ya's mother quickly reached out to stop her, crying and saying, "Husband, have you gone mad? We're all from the same brigade, how could you go and report this to the police? This is making enemies!"

Ya Ya's father forcefully shoved the person away, raised his hand and slapped her across the face, his face full of gloom: "Shut up, it's all your fault for not taking good care of the child, I'll settle the score with you when we get back."

"I'm going to report this to the police right now. Wen Yao, you just wait."

He turned and ran out, went home, and rode his bike away.

Ya Ya's mother watched his departing figure with a face full of despair, her lips trembling as she stumbled home. She didn't want her child's body to be dissected.

Her daughter's death was cruel enough; how heartbreaking it would be if her own father demanded an autopsy.

The couple left, and the others whispered among themselves, "This has really blown up. What was the carpenter thinking? How could he actually go and call the police?"

"If it turns out that this has nothing to do with Dr. Wen, then he will have completely offended people, including the brigade leader's family."

"Who can argue with that? It's very clear that the child's death was his mother's fault for misusing medication. The doctor told them to go to the hospital for emergency treatment, but they didn't listen. Who can they blame for this tragedy?"

"Oh, this is going to be interesting. Poor Ya Ya, her mother took her to get her hair washed on the day she died, and wouldn't even take her to the hospital. Really."

The crowd gradually dispersed and left.

Jiang Lie held his wife's hand and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side, no one can hurt you."

Wen Yao hummed in agreement, her eyes dimming slightly: "I have a clear conscience, but the child is indeed dead. It's impossible not to feel some pain."

"Even if you know what you should do to save the child, if the child's family doesn't cooperate, you can only watch helplessly."

"Yes, this is not your fault. They don't care about Yaya at all. Even if you go to their house to remind them, the result will be the same, unless you are willing to pay for the child's treatment yourself."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have taken the child to the hospital. If something happens, they'll try to extort money from you. No matter how this matter ends, we will never treat the carpenter's family again."

Jiang Lie's eyes flashed with coldness: "We can't be soft-hearted with people like this, otherwise there will only be countless troubles that will be impossible to resolve."

"They were able to extort money from the child's death even though no medication was used this time. If medication had been used, it would be even more difficult to explain."

Wen Yao nodded: "I've got it."

"Okay, let's go back to the yard and wait for the police to arrive before we talk."

*

The police arrived in the afternoon.

After understanding the situation, he nodded, took the child's body away, and handed it over to a specialist for examination to determine the cause of death.

Ya Ya's father said smugly, "Don't think that just because Jiang Lie is protecting you, you'll get away with it this time. I'm telling you, it's impossible. You'll pay the price for killing my Ya Ya."

"You don't want to pay? Then go to jail."

Wen Yao looked at him silently, having given up on communicating. There was no point in arguing with such an overbearing person; he didn't care about the facts at all, just doing what he thought he did.

He turned around, went into the courtyard, closed the wooden door, and sat down to concentrate on processing the medicinal herbs, ignoring everything else.

Three days later, the police arrived, called the two families together, and read the autopsy report aloud: "Did the family members hear this clearly? The child's cause of death was toxins entering the brain."

"We tested this poison and confirmed that it was indeed a herbicide component; we didn't find any other pesticide components."

"In other words, it has nothing to do with Dr. Wen. She didn't prescribe any medicine for the child. The cause of the child's death was the herbicide that your own mother used to kill the lice in the child's hair."

Ya Ya's father's face darkened, and he stared at them intently: "So, you're protecting them too, aren't you? Does that mean my child died in vain?"

"No matter what, Wen Yao was the first to know about my child's situation. Doesn't she bear any responsibility? She should pay some of the funeral expenses."

The police officer looked at him speechlessly: "...Are you alright? I already said it has nothing to do with anyone, yet you still want money here. What is that if not extortion?"

"Bandits, they extort money from people. Your child isn't without a chance to live, it's just that you didn't want to give money so your wife could take him to the hospital, and it was your mother who used weed killer on the child."

"If your family would rather believe in folk remedies than a doctor's advice, then why bother coming to see a doctor at all?"

"Brother, you can't be so unreasonable."

After finishing his report, the police officer didn't want to dwell on it any longer. He said he had other things to do at the station and rode back home, leaving a copy of the report for each of them.

Jiang Lie immediately told them to leave: "The police have already investigated this matter and it has nothing to do with my wife. You can leave now, and no one from your family needs to come looking for you again."

"My wife will never treat you again. You can go see whoever you want. Now get out!"

Looking at his big size, Ya Ya's father knew that he had no chance of winning if they really started fighting. He gritted his teeth and left the yard with a face full of resentment.

The onlookers at the gate, seeing this, pointed and whispered, "So unreasonable! Who would dare hire him to make furniture in the future? What is he but a scoundrel?"

"That's right, we're never going to get furniture made by him again, he's too heartless."