After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 161: Is This My Last Rally Before Death?

Officer Xu returned and reported to Ren Zhong, saying that the family was willing to et with ng Yao.

"I’ll accompany you," Ren Zhong said.

"I’ll go by myself," ng Yao replied.

Ren Zhong was the County Magistrate, so any move he made attracted attention. Considering their familial connection, it was best to avoid suspicion.

Officer Xu took ng Yao to the temporary residence of the family.

A couple, along with their severely injured son.

The couple looked wary.

But their eyes couldn’t hide their exhaustion and concern.

From this, it was apparent that the three were indeed family.

"May I take a look at your son?" ng Yao asked gently.

Perhaps believing ng Yao posed no threat and spoke gently, the couple didn’t hesitate much and nodded in agreent.

The place they temporarily stayed was a small courtyard’s side room. There was a partition dividing it into two rooms. Outside, there was a makeshift wooden bed, and inside, on an existing kang, lay a young man with a gray complexion.

Without even feeling the pulse, just by his complexion, ng Yao knew that the young man’s health was very poor.

However, it was not due to a new injury, but an old ailnt.

"Officer Xu, could you run an errand? You must have other matters to attend to. Go ahead and be busy! I’ll leave by myself later," ng Yao turned and said to Officer Xu standing outside.

Officer Xu understood, knowing ng Yao wanted to send him away to talk with the couple.

Since Ren Zhong hadn’t instructed him to stay by ng Yao’s side, Officer Xu nodded and left.

"Sir and madam, your son’s injury is due to an old injury compounded by illness." As she spoke, ng Yao took the young man’s pulse.

Her tone was so certain that it left no room for doubt.

The couple exchanged looks, each seeing disbelief in the other’s eyes.

Considering what they had been told, the woman first denied, "That’s not true. My son was injured by Qian Yuanxing. Qian Yuanxing is a farmworker, very strong. Just one blow, and my son ended up like this."

"Your son is indeed severely injured, but it’s not the kind of injury that would lead to an imdiate death. He will remain in such pain until the actual mont of death," ng Yao did not argue with the woman, simply stating the facts calmly.

Even though unconscious, from the involuntary twitching and tightly furrowed brow, it was clear the young man was in great pain even while unconscious.

The injury was quite severe, but with proper treatnt, it could be healed.

Without treatnt, it indeed ant waiting in agony for death.

"Who are you, to speak such nonsense? Several doctors have seen him; they said there’s no cure for my son. Are you saying this on purpose to exonerate Qian Yuanxing?" The woman beca agitated, "You’re just a woman; even if you know so dicine, can you be better than male doctors?"

ng Yao could understand the woman’s emotions; she remained calm and unperturbed, "Has your son been unconscious ever since he was injured?"

The woman, not knowing what ng Yao ant, still nodded in acknowledgnt.

"What if I can wake him up now? And ease so of his pain once he’s awake," ng Yao spoke lightly.

"Can you really wake my son up?" The woman was imdiately excited.

"Yes," ng Yao affird.

"Then, wake my son up first," the woman’s hesitation flashed across her face, but she then spoke resolutely.

"Alright."

ng Yao took out the silver needle bag and unfolded it; the needles varied in length and thickness and glead coldly.

"Please, sister-in-law, I need you to unbutton the clothes on your son’s chest," ng Yao said, as the injury involved the internal organs, and the main needling would naturally be on the chest.

Of course, awakening required needling on the head.

As she needled the chest, the couple, though nervous, remained silent.

When ng Yao was ready to needle the young man’s head, the woman couldn’t help but speak up, "The needle is so long; it will damage him, won’t it? Don’t do it."

He was still alive lying there.

That’s the head; if it’s damaged, wouldn’t that be the end?

"Don’t worry, sister-in-law, it won’t harm him," ng Yao slowly said, "Don’t you want to see him wake up? Don’t you want to hear him call you mother? It only takes a quarter of an hour for him to wake up. If there’s an issue, I won’t escape. The Governnt Office is not far; you can turn in directly."

The man nodded heavily, with a hoarse voice, "Why not let her try, maybe?"

What if there’s no harm, what if he can wake up?

The woman eventually relented, and ng Yao gently rotated the needle into the acupuncture point on the young man’s head.

In fact, she could needle with speed and precision.

But for the woman’s peace of mind, to give her a sense that great caution and care were used.

ng Yao released the hold on the needle, the needle tail trembled lightly.

"All done, wait for a quarter of an hour," ng Yao said.

The woman watched ng Yao closely, fearing that she might escape.

ng Yao remained calm, "Sister-in-law, how was your son injured before? The internal injuries never fully recovered."

The woman remained silent.

Instead, it was the man who spoke, "The previous doctors didn’t notice it."

"Perhaps it wasn’t that they didn’t notice," ng Yao said aningfully.

This couple insisted their son was beaten by Qian Yuanxing, so they had only diagnosed the injury.

"If you can save my son, I’ll tell you the truth," the man said heavily, as if he had suddenly made up his mind.

Telling the truth wouldn’t do the Qian Family’s situation any good right now.

They were determined to fra the Qian Family, so even if they spoke the truth, it would be of no avail.

Nevertheless, ng Yao agreed, "Alright."

A quarter of an hour indeed wasn’t long, but for the couple, it felt interminable.

They stared intently at their son, afraid to miss a mont of him waking up.

The young man’s eyelids fluttered.

ng Yao stood up to remove the needles from his chest, followed by the ones on his head. With the last needle removed, the young man’s eyes slowly opened.

The woman and the man leaned over the kang, choking with emotion, unable to speak.

"Father, mother," the young man’s voice was raspy.

"Sister-in-law, you can give him a little water to moisten his throat, but not too much," ng Yao advised.

"Yes, yes, son, you must be thirsty, let get you so water," the woman moved clumsily.

"Take your ti, sister-in-law; I assure you, he won’t fall unconscious for no reason again," ng Yao reassured.

The woman’s movents slowed, becoming orderly.

She gave her son so water to drink and wet a cloth to wipe his face.

"Son, how do you feel?" the woman asked.

"Much more relaxed, not as painful as before," the young man, though weak, managed to speak clearly, "Mother, is this my final resurgence?"

The words made the couple tense all over again.

They both looked at ng Yao in unison.

"If you cooperate well, this is not your final resurgence," ng Yao said.