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

She seized the opportunity to speak again, her tone soft yet earnest:

"The rain is acting crazy these days, and Shazhu has also become depressed, listless all day long—you've seen it too."

Ever since the rainstorm, Sha Zhu has completely collapsed. He and his sister have such a deep bond… These two children from the He family are truly pitiful now.”

"No one else in the courtyard is willing to lend a hand, we really have no other choice but to come and beg you, Uncle Yi."

"With your extensive knowledge and connections, you're sure to find a way to help Yushui and Shazhu get through this ordeal."

Qin Huairu spoke earnestly, and subtly praised Yi Zhonghai.

Although he knew Yi Zhonghai might not fall for it, who wouldn't like to hear nice words? Yi Zhonghai's expression remained unchanged, but he felt a little more at ease.

He scrutinized Qin Huairu, still wondering if she had other plans. At this moment, He Daqing also chimed in, his voice hoarse:

"Uncle Yi, we are truly at our wits' end."

You are the backbone of the compound, your words carry weight, and you have a wide circle of friends.

Now, you're the only one I can count on.

The two of them, one soft and one pleading, flanked each other.

Yi Zhonghai remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

He has his own reasons.

In any case, Sha Zhu cannot truly collapse—over the years, Yi Zhonghai has always relied on Sha Zhu to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days.

If Sha Zhu were to give up like this, wouldn't all his previous efforts have been in vain? Just as Qin Huairu said, the root of Sha Zhu's depression probably lies with He Yushui.

At least, Yi Zhonghai is willing to believe that.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Alright, I'll take Shazhu and Yushui to see a doctor in the next few days."

Especially that crazy illness of the rain, it really can't be delayed any longer.

It has to be said that Yi Zhonghai really put his heart into supporting Sha Zhu, who was his only source of support in his old age.

Running around taking care of everything, she was even busier than her own father, He Daqing.

He Daqing certainly couldn't stand idly by; at the very least, he would cover the medical expenses and hospitalization costs for He Yuzhu and He Yushui.

Watching the money flow out like water, He Daqing felt waves of pain in his heart.

Now he truly regrets it—if he had known he would lose so much money after returning, he would never have come back to this compound.

From the day I stepped into the hospital, I've been spending money almost every day.

Everyone says that losing money can avert disaster, but He Daqing was filled with bitterness: money was spent like water, but one disaster after another occurred.

Although Qin Huairu repeatedly defended herself as not being a "jinx," He Daqing remained wary of her.

With his own children getting into trouble one after another, he's been trying to avoid Qin Huairu these days, avoiding her whenever possible.

Qin Huairu naturally noticed He Daqing's estrangement.

Not only him, but even Yi Zhonghai treated her much colder.

However, Qin Huairu had no time to worry about these things right now; she only hoped that He Yushui and He Yuzhu could recover soon.

Of course, there is a practical problem at hand: patients need caregivers in the hospital, but Yi Zhonghai and He Daqing are busy during the day and can't stay at the hospital all day.

"Sir, leave the caregiving to me."

Qin Huairu took the initiative to speak.

For her, staying in the compound would inevitably mean enduring Jia Dongxu's torment, so it was better to take the opportunity of being a caregiver to escape and at least have a few days of peace and quiet.

Yi Zhonghai and He Daqing naturally had no objection to this—that was their original intention.

Upon hearing the news, Jia Dongxu's face turned ashen and pale.

He was extremely unwilling to let Qin Huairu be a caregiver, especially to take care of He Yushui.

In his view, this was simply creating an opportunity for Qin Huairu and He Yuzhu to meet in secret.

However, since Yi Zhonghai personally informed him of this matter, no matter how unwilling Jia Dongxu was, he ultimately dared not refuse this old man's request.

After all, Yi Zhonghai was not Qin Huairu—Jia Dongxu was a paralyzed man, how could he afford to offend Yi Zhonghai?

"Damn it... damn Yi Zhonghai, none of you have good intentions!"

As soon as Yi Zhonghai left, Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth and began to curse, "Yi Zhonghai, you old bastard! Don't think I don't know what you're up to! You just want He Yuzhu to take care of you in your old age, that's why you're rushing to set them up? Bah! I'd better let He Yuzhu die right now, then see who you rely on! Qin Huairu is a menace; if you let her get close to He Yuzhu, she'll kill him sooner or later!"

The more he cursed, the more vicious he became. Staring at Yi Zhonghai's departing figure, his eyes were like two venomous snakes spitting their tongues, so venomous they were almost tangible.

Banggeng stood right next to Jia Dongxu, listening to every word of his father's curses.

The child narrowed his small eyes, and a sinister light gradually gathered in them.

He secretly vowed that if he ever had the chance, he would settle accounts with Yi Zhonghai—in Bang Geng's heart, Yi Zhonghai was also one of the enemies who forced his mother to run away.

Yi Zhonghai was unaware that this trip to the Jia family had made him thoroughly resented by the father and son.

Hao Jianguo also saw Yi Zhonghai coming out of the Jia family. He had noticed Yi Zhonghai earlier when he went to see Jia Dongxu, but he didn't say anything.

In Hao Jianguo's view, Yi Zhonghai's willingness to wade into this mess means that if he gets into any trouble later, he can only blame himself for jumping into the fire.

"Misfortune from heaven can still be averted, but if one seeks one's own death, one cannot blame others."

Yi Zhonghai, since you insist on provoking me, don't blame me for showing no mercy.

Hao Jianguo gave a cold snort in his heart.

Watching these people jumping around, he found it quite amusing.

Life was already dull, so why not take advantage of someone offering to cheer him up?

He wasn't in a hurry; he just leisurely waited to see how the show would unfold.

Time slips away quietly.

After these days of treatment, He Yushui's mind gradually cleared.

Time is the best healer, and besides, the time she was robbed wasn't too long. She was just too frightened before, so it's only natural that she's slowly recovering now.

During the days that Qin Huairu stayed with and cared for him, He Yushui intermittently revealed more details of his ordeal to her.

Just listening to those descriptions sent chills down Qin Huairu's spine.

Initially, the boss surnamed Wang and his men dragged He Yushui into the cowshed.

An innocent and pure girl was defiled by those beasts.

After playing with her for a while, Boss Wang got tired of her and sold her to an old widower in the deep mountains.

According to He Yushui's description, the old bachelor looked even more horrifying than Old Man Jin—his head was covered in sores, his face was covered in festering pustules, and his whole body reeked of decay.

Yet this disgusting man tormented her day and night in various ways, making her do *that*.

After each session, He Yushui felt as if she had just narrowly escaped death.

Even more tragically, the old man had an exceptionally violent temper, and would beat and kick He Yushui at the slightest provocation.

When Qin Huairu wiped herself in the rain, she saw the dense old and new wounds on her body and couldn't help but gasp.

Qin Huairu originally thought her life had been rough enough, but after hearing about He Yushui's experiences, she realized that her own suffering was nothing to worry about, and even seemed minor.

She secretly imagined that if she were in that situation, her fate would probably not be much better than He Yushui's, and whether she could even survive would be a problem.

Qin Huairu hugged He Yushui tightly, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed:

"Rain, I know I'm the one who dragged you down."

If it weren't for helping me, you wouldn't have suffered like this... Don't worry, I'll definitely make it up to you in the future.

I'll definitely find you a good marriage, so you can have a grand and glorious wedding.

Now that you're back, you don't need to be afraid anymore. Your sister will protect you.

Qin Huairu naturally had to say these nice words.

He Yushui has suffered so much for her; if he doesn't express his support soon, the girl might lose heart.

From beginning to end, Qin Huairu was only concerned with her own gains and losses.

She could say a whole bunch of these heartwarming words that cost nothing.

He Yushui was also a bit dim-witted; upon hearing such obviously superficial reassurance, she was so moved that she nodded repeatedly.

Confused He Yushui didn't think too much about it, and that "finding a good husband" was just a figure of speech.

How credible are their promises?

If Qin Huairu really had such connections, why would she cling to Sha Zhu? She herself couldn't find a decent place to settle down, so how could she be expected to arrange things for others?

But He Yushui couldn't care less about any of that at the moment. She just kept thanking Qin Huairu, her eyes still glistening with tears.

In a daze, Qin Huairu seemed to him like a benefactor.

Seeing He Yushui's reaction, Qin Huairu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought to herself, "Luckily, He Yushui is a muddle-headed person, otherwise this matter would have been really hard to get away with."

If it were anyone else, they probably would have stopped paying attention to her long ago.

"Sister Qin, I know you treat me well."

How can this be your fault? It's all that Wang's fault for being faithless and treacherous.

Sister Qin, you really don't need to blame yourself like this.

He Yushui didn't utter a single complaint; instead, she gently comforted Qin Huairu, as if she were afraid that the other party would feel too guilty.

Little did this foolish woman know that her words secretly pleased Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu immediately grasped He Yushui's hands and said earnestly, "Yushui, you've been so good to me."

There's a grain of truth in that—a person as naive as her is hard to find in this world; having a friend like that is something to cherish.

"Sister Qin, things are already a mess on my end, so you don't need to worry about me for now."

Right now, the most important thing is to take care of your matter first.

Don't worry, I will continue to help you so that you and my brother can be together.

Strangely enough, even in this dire situation, He Yushui still couldn't forget about trying to matchmake Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu.

What she didn't know was that Qin Huairu herself had already begun to consider backing out of this matter.

As Jia Dongxu's health gradually improved, she even doubted whether she could outlive him.

If Jia Dongxu hadn't died, the idea of ​​remarrying would have remained just talk.

However, Qin Huairu was naturally happy to see He Yushui continue to help.

He Yushui is indeed stubborn.

After regaining her composure, she started plotting for Qin Huairu again, trying every possible way to make her marry Sha Zhu and become her sister-in-law.

"Sister Qin, since we can't take the stick with us, we can only try to find a way to get rid of Jia Dongxu."

In my opinion, we should just end it all and make him disappear completely.

He Yushui gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words, her eyes filled with ruthlessness.

Perhaps because she had suffered too much torment before, she exuded a chilling aura.

Qin Huairu had only ever seen this kind of expression on Jia Dongxu's face before.

Seeing He Yushui like this, Qin Huairu's heart also tightened.

She understood that He Yushui's character had been warped after experiencing these changes.

But this is not a bad thing for her—as long as He Yushui is still willing to help her as before, this obsession can actually become an asset.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Qin Huairu frowned slightly.

She had considered this idea before, but somehow, Bang Geng found out about the plan and leaked it, eventually even Hao Jianguo got involved.

This is why Jia Dongxu became increasingly reckless.

In the past, he would never have dared to torment her like that.

"I long for rain, but I simply cannot act right now."

If Jia Dongxu dies, you and I will be the first suspects.

"This is something we can't explain."

Qin Huairu gently advised.

After hearing these words, He Yushui's lips slowly curled into a smile that was a mixture of sarcasm and ruthlessness.

A short, cold laugh escaped her nose, her gaze fixed like a nail on Qin Huairu's seemingly indifferent face, her anger churning within her.

In her view, Qin Huairu's retreat at this moment was nothing more than cowardice and timidity.

"Sister Qin,"

He Yushui lowered her voice, with a seductive, sticky quality, "I've thought this over and over, and it's really not that scary."

If we do things cleanly and leave no trace, who outside will be able to tell that we were the ones who did it? To put it another way, even if there are any rumors, we can find several witnesses in advance to prove that neither you nor I were at the scene when Jia Dongxu had the accident.

You yourself said that his health seems to be improving day by day. If we don't act now, what excuse will we have to say he's terminally ill? This is our only chance.

She paused deliberately as she spoke, her gaze deepening as she looked into Qin Huairu's eyes.

"Sister Qin, do you really want to go back to those days? Have you forgotten how we humiliated you back then? It was torture that no one could endure."