Ding Yun, having entered a new world at breakneck speed, had barely had time to merge with the original body and heal her injuries before she heard heart-wrenching cries and roars. She could also feel someone constantly shaking her frail body.
Since someone was by this body's side, Ding Yun naturally had to exercise restraint in healing her injuries.
She dared not take any medicine nor heal her injuries too thoroughly. In the end, she only managed to slightly mend the critical injury in her head, ensuring the body wouldn't die, before quickly merging with it.
She then created the impression of being on the verge of death.
This was to prevent anyone from mistaking her for a zombie or something similar.
Following that, she urgently reviewed the memories.
Before long, Ding Yun was so incensed by the original body's memories that her teeth ached. The original body hadn't died of an accident but was kicked by her own father, hit her head against a wall, and died without timely medical attention.
The original body lived in a poor village. Her family owned a total of two mu of land, primarily cultivated by her mother, while her father occasionally took on odd jobs for a few days.
Fortunately, there was no need to pay grain taxes or head taxes and other miscellaneous levies, so although their days were hard, they at least didn't starve.
The original body's mother was a hardworking woman. She single-handedly managed all the work in the fields, the land around their house, the chickens, ducks, and geese in their coop, as well as washing clothes and cooking. She was busy from dawn till dusk, doing everything from digging and weeding to carrying manure.
However, the original body's mother had only given birth to two daughters.
The elder daughter was Ding Zhaodi, and the younger daughter was Ding Laidi.
Ding Laidi was the original body, who was ten years old this year.
This made her husband, who occasionally took on odd jobs and otherwise spent his days drinking, smoking, and beating his wife, constantly frustrated and resentful. Saying he drank and beat his wife every day was an exaggeration, but drinking every three to five days and beating his wife once was not an exaggeration at all. This was mainly because alcohol was relatively expensive, and he didn't have enough money to drink every day.
That evening, Ding Dayang, the original body's father, had a few drinks with some disreputable friends outside. Whatever they discussed, he returned home drunk and began beating his wife, all the while cursing her as a hen that wouldn't lay eggs, causing him to be childless and mocked by others.
The villagers privately called me a barren man.
As he was beating her, perhaps feeling pain in his hand or for some other reason, he went into the storage room, staggered out, grabbed a shoulder pole, and started using it. The original body, seeing her mother bleeding from the head, was terrified and cried out loudly.
She quickly rushed forward, trying to pull him away.
She didn't even hear her mother telling her to run.
When Ding Dayang got drunk and started hitting people, he didn't care if they were aunts, uncles, or his own daughters and wife. Seeing someone trying to stop him, he directly kicked her. The original body's frail form didn't even need a second kick.
She was sent flying through the air.
Her forehead slammed into the wall with a bang.
Blood splattered instantly.
Her mother, Wu Hua, immediately erupted with unprecedented courage. Not only did she stand up and resist, but she also rushed directly to the original body, held her, and cried out her name loudly. While trying to staunch the bleeding, she fearfully felt for her daughter's breath. Finding none, she let out extremely mournful roars and wails. Ding Dayang, however, muttered, "Dead girl, dying saves on food,"
And continued beating Wu Hua with the shoulder pole.
He cursed her to quickly prepare his foot-washing water.
Wu Hua, ignoring the pain on her body, clutched the original body and wept, her mind in turmoil, unsure of what to do. She didn't know if her years of endurance had any value or meaning, or what she had done wrong.
Fortunately, at this moment, Ding Zhaodi, the original body's elder sister, who had rushed out to seek help when Ding Dayang first started beating Wu Hua, finally managed to bring over the neighbor Ding Changgui, Aunt Zhang, and the village chief Ding Jianguo, who was strolling nearby.
They jointly restrained Ding Dayang.
They also reprimanded him a few times.
Only then did they hurry to check on the original body's condition.
Fortunately, Ding Yun had already arrived by then and made this body appear weak and frail. Therefore, under the examination of Village Chief Ding Jianguo and Aunt Zhang, she didn't appear breathless but still had faint breathing and a pulse, not quite dead.
Thus, the next step was naturally to rush her to the clinic.
"Hey, Dayang's wife, stop crying, your daughter is still breathing. Quickly, take her to the clinic."
"Dayang is truly a beast, drinking a bit of horse urine and losing his senses. Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs. Never mind, let's not talk about it. Old man, quickly bring the bicycle, we'll ride it to the clinic to send Laidi."
"Understood, hurry up!"
"Dayang's wife, you should come with us to the clinic too. You look quite injured, let's get you treated."
After some discussion, apart from Ding Dayang, who was left at home, everyone else was taken by Village Chief Ding Jianguo, along with Ding Changgui and his wife Aunt Zhang, to the village clinic to receive treatment from the village's only doctor.
Wu Hua's injuries were not severe. The clinic doctor, Ding Shuigen, examined her and determined they were mostly superficial, with no internal injuries or fractures. A bit of iodine and some bruise medicine would suffice for treatment.
However, he was unsure about Ding Yun's condition. He felt it was like an internal injury, otherwise her breath wouldn't be so weak.
After some deliberation, he reluctantly stated:
"Village chief, Dayang's wife, I don't dare to treat Laidi's injuries. I think it might be quite serious. Perhaps it's best to send her to the hospital. I suspect she hit her head, and look at this footprint on her abdomen; it's already turned blue and purple. Her spleen might be damaged, and there's a possibility of internal bleeding. It's very dangerous, so let's send her to the hospital. My small clinic really can't handle it. Oh, and we need to hurry, or the hospital might not be able to treat her if it's too late. Go quickly!"
He was only a graduate of a vocational school. For headaches and colds, injections, or IV drips, he might be fine.
But for more severe or complex injuries, let alone his inability to treat them, even if he had the ability, the clinic lacked the conditions and equipment, not even the medicine.
Just in case, for anything he was unsure of,
He would directly refuse treatment and recommend sending the patient to the hospital.
"Ah, go... go..."
Although she was very worried about whether her family could afford hospital treatment, Wu Hua finally expressed her firm intention to go and then tried to pick up her daughter.
However, at this moment, Ding Yun was already well aware of the reality that her original body's family had virtually no savings. If she went to the hospital for examination and treatment, even with today's low prices, it would cost several thousand yuan. If she recovered too quickly, it might arouse suspicion.
Therefore, she struggled to open her eyes.
While using her mental power to heal some of the injuries that could be treated with mental energy, she quickly stated that she felt fine and didn't need to go to the hospital, just a little medicine would do.