The village beauty and me!

Things went as Chen Huan had predicted.

Besides a woman's scream, there were sounds of people frantically jumping off the kang (a heated brick bed) inside the room.

Then they heard Zhao Siming muttering curses under his breath.

"Is that enough?"

"Big Hornet, don't let me down." Chen Huan hid far behind a haystack, listening intently.

"Oh my god, what is this thing?"

"It hurts so much! What's that stabbing me with needles!" Zhao Siming's scream quickly pierced the night sky, disturbing the tranquility of Lotus Village.

Each scream grew louder and more pitiful than the last, until it finally devolved into a wail of agony.

At this point, even if he wanted to keep a low profile, it was already impossible.

The neighbors on the front and back streets heard the noise.

  

No one knew what was going on, so they all put on their clothes and ran out to see what was happening.

Some of the Zhao family members also live nearby.

They also heard Zhao Siming's movements.

They thought the eldest brother of the Zhao family, the village chief, had encountered bad people, so they all grabbed flashlights, sticks, and hoes, wanting to come and help.

But when they kicked open the widow's door, they only saw Zhao Siming with his pants down, naked, rolling around in the yard.

His buttocks, and other horribly swollen areas, were red and swollen, like an inflated balloon, or even a mutation.

Several large wasps were rolling on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

"How could wasps still sting there?" a villager exclaimed in surprise.

Then someone covered their mouth and laughed.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense could probably guess why Zhao Siming would encounter such a bizarre and unusual situation.

It's obvious they came here to have an affair and got scammed, right?

There aren't many people in Lotus Village who don't hate Zhao Siming.

Under his tyrannical rule, no one dared to resist or utter a word.

Now, seeing Zhao Siming, the former local tyrant, rolling on the ground and howling like a dog, everyone was genuinely happy.

I wish I could buy a string of firecrackers and set them off until dawn.

Zhao's close associates were also furious at his incompetence, feeling that they had completely lost face.

Even if someone wanted to help, they wouldn't know where to begin.

After all, Zhao Siming was in excruciating pain, incontinent, and his face was so contorted he was unrecognizable.

Someone tried to help him put his pants back on, but whenever they touched the injured area, he would start howling like a pig being slaughtered and would also start cursing.

In the end, everyone kept their distance and just watched the spectacle; no one came forward to offer a helping hand.

Chen Huan hid behind the crowd, secretly peeked twice, and then slipped away satisfied.

After all that commotion, most of his frustration and anger had dissipated.

There's a saying that goes, "Evil people need other evil people to teach them a lesson."

"That was a really cunning move of mine," Chen Huan thought to himself, feeling incredibly proud of himself.

He quickly slipped back home, but just as he was about to open the door, it opened automatically.

Li Chunlan and Zhao Liping, their faces full of curiosity, were about to leave.

"Oh my god, you scared me!" The two of them turned pale with fright when they saw Chen Huan standing at the door.

Then, with a reproachful expression on their faces, each of them punched him.

Chen Huan grimaced, "What are you two up to at night instead of sleeping?"

"I was just asking you, why aren't you home?" Li Chunlan retorted directly.

"I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk." Chen Huan tried her best not to show any guilt while lying.

"What's all the commotion outside?"

"It sounds like a murder, what's going on?" Zhao Liping was more concerned about what was happening on the other side of the village.

"It's nothing, maybe someone cheated on their partner and got caught." Chen Huan walked directly into the yard.

No sooner had he stepped inside than someone arrived at his door, shouting, "Dr. Zhao Liping, is she here?"

Zhao Liping shuddered. "Isn't this someone from the Zhao family? What do they want with me?"

Chen Huan walked up to her and comforted her, "Don't panic, I'm here, don't be afraid."

"Didn't you hear people call you Doctor Zhao? Maybe they need something from you."

By this time, Chen Huan had a rough idea of ​​what had happened.

The village chief, Zhao Siming, suffered a fatal wound, and in the pitch black, there was nowhere to seek medical treatment.

They would definitely think of asking Zhao Liping for help immediately.

After all, driving from here to town on that awful road would be a nightmare for him.

Besides, the medical conditions in the town aren't much better, so it's better to find someone nearby to treat it.

Sure enough, the Zhao family member who came made a soft-spoken request, "Dr. Zhao, the village chief is a little injured. Could you please take your medical kit and go take a look?"

"I was stung by wasps, about seven or eight times, it was quite urgent."

Zhao Liping stared wide-eyed. "How could someone get stung by a wasp so late at night?"

"Where did you get stung?"

The other person had a strange expression on their face. "Ahem, you'll see when you go and take a look."

Zhao Liping put on a coat blankly and then went to get the first-aid kit.

Chen Huan stood at the gate, coldly reprimanding, "Don't you know any manners? Shouting at people's gates in the middle of the night."

"If we have to go to the emergency room at this time, the cost of treatment will be doubled."

The person who came immediately agreed, "No problem, the village chief's family is rich, they won't treat you badly."

Zhao Liping had already walked to the door with her first-aid kit on her back, and looked at Chen Huan for help.

Chen Huan understood what she meant and readily said, "It's pitch black, I'll go with you."

"The village chief is injured, such a big thing, we can't just not go... to see what's going on."

Zhao Liping couldn't help but laugh.

She then rolled her eyes at him, "Don't gloat, I'm actually a little nervous."

"It's not convenient to say exactly where it was stung."

Chen Huan tried hard to suppress her laughter and remained silent.

A moment later, they arrived at the entrance of the widows' quarters.

The area outside was packed with people, three or four layers deep, all from Lotus Village, all there to watch the excitement.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Liping panicked even more and needed Chen Huan's support to walk forward.

Nestled against the other's soft, fragrant body, Chen Huan felt a little distracted.

At this moment, the Zhao family relative who had led them there shouted, "Make way, the doctor is here!"

The crowd parted to make way, and Zhao Liping saw Zhao Siming in the courtyard, his bare bottom swollen like a balloon in his most vulnerable spot.

Zhao Liping was terrified. She had never seen anything like this before and stood there stunned for a moment.

It was only after Chen Huan reminded him that he took two steps forward, gripping the straps of the first-aid kit, completely unsure of what to do.

"Dr. Zhao, we share the same surname, could you please take a look at me as soon as possible?"

"Do you have any painkillers or anti-inflammatory injections? Give them two injections right away."

"If this drags on any longer, he'll die from the pain," the Zhao family pleaded, urging them on.

Chen Huan muttered, "How did things get like this? Such a big thing happened, why aren't their family members here?"

Someone nearby muttered, "It's not like it's anything to brag about. His wife and daughter came over, took a look, felt embarrassed, and left."

Chen Huan suppressed a laugh.

He originally only wanted to give Zhao Siming a small punishment, but he never expected that things would escalate and become known throughout the village.