Chapter 82: Life Is Worse Than Death

Su Ruo originally thought that after suffering such humiliation, Wang Tufu would lay low for two days, but she didn't expect him to come again the next day; because Su Ruo said she doesn't eat meat, this time he brought a bag of fruit.

"Little Doctor Su, this is for you."

Su Ruo stared straight at Wang Tufu, as if she wanted to see his soul through his body.

Su Ruo didn't understand that in her previous life, Wang Tufu had targeted her because he saw her as helpless and easy to bully.

But now everything is completely different; why would Wang Tufu still come after her?

What Su Ruo didn't know was that, in Wang Tufu's heart, she was nothing but a worn-out shoe that others had played with to ruin.

He thought, like those with dark minds, that no matter how capable Su Ruo was, she could never beat five big men.

Wang Tufu believed Su Ruo had already been gang-raped, so he set his sights on her.

Because in Wang Tufu's mind, a woman as impure as Su Ruo, dragging along a burden, was only something he, with his kind heart, would want.

More importantly, a mysterious person had recently approached Wang Tufu, giving him a hundred dollars to get him to marry Su Ruo by any means.

Being able to obtain a beautiful wife for free, plus a huge sum, Wang Tufu naturally wouldn't refuse.

But after Bai Xinya moved in, Wang Tufu hesitated again; after all, no matter how bold he was, he didn't dare offend the County Magistrate.

However, the mysterious person told him that the County Magistrate's Wife had moved in because she liked Su Ruo's adopted daughter and wanted to snatch the girl to be her own.

If Wang Tufu married Su Ruo and handed that little girl over to the County Magistrate and his wife, they would be grateful beyond measure—how could they possibly be angry about it?

Although Wang Tufu didn't understand what was worth snatching about a little girl, according to his observation, the County Magistrate's Wife truly doted on that girl, while her relationship with Su Ruo was rather cold.

So he immediately decided to take the risk; for such a multi‑gain opportunity, how could he possibly give it up?

At that moment, Wang Tufu secretly swore that no matter how difficult, he would definitely get Su Ruo into his hands; once she was his, he could torment her however he wished, entirely according to his own desire.

Wang Tufu had already prepared himself to endure humiliation, but Su Ruo didn't even give him a glance, directly saying, "Get lost!"

Then she turned and walked away without looking back.

Although Wang Tufu was angry inside, he still came every day, saying that a strong-willed woman fears a persistent man; he simply didn't believe he couldn't handle a little girl.

Even if Su Ruo ignored him, it didn't matter; Wang Tufu did this just to let everyone know that Su Ruo was the woman he had taken a liking to.

Once Su Ruo's reputation was ruined, in this village no one would dare marry her; thereafter, besides marrying him, there would be no other option.

Wang Tufu spent several days squatting at the clinic's entrance, and just as his patience was about to run out, he finally found an opportunity.

That day Wang Tufu saw Li Zhaodi carrying An'an out; after confirming that only Su Ruo remained in the clinic, he immediately sneaked inside.

To prevent anyone from barging in and disturbing his plan, Wang Tufu deliberately bolted the gate.

Seeing this, Su Ruo in the room curled her lips into a cold smile; she had waited so many days, and the fish had finally taken the bait—none of her scheming had been wasted in getting Li Zhaodi and An'an out of the way.

Wang Tufu quietly slipped into the house, saw Su Ruo inventorying medicinal herbs, and immediately pulled a white handkerchief from his pocket, intending to knock her out while she was off guard.

But as Wang Tufu approached Su Ruo, she instantly turned, seized his arm, and twisted it backward with force.

Wang Tufu immediately winced, bent at the waist, and shouted in panic, "What are you doing? Let go quickly!"

But Su Ruo wouldn't let go; she snatched the handkerchief from Wang Tufu's hand and covered his mouth and nose.

Wang Tufu's eyes were filled with terror; the person who gave him this handkerchief had said the drug on it could fell even an elephant.

Moreover, most importantly, although the drug could paralyze the whole body, rendering movement impossible, it would also sharpen the senses.

Wang Tufu had even thought viciously that this would be more fun—after all, toying with a conscious person is far more entertaining than toying with a clueless dead fish.

Isn't Su Ruo looking down on him, despising him? He wanted to let Su Ruo, fully conscious, watch how he was ruining her.

He wanted to make Su Ruo cry to heaven with no answer, cry to earth with no reply, and watch her despair bit by bit—that would be more interesting.

But Wang Tufu never imagined that this drug would end up being used on himself.

At this moment, Wang Tufu collapsed, his whole body limp on the ground, his heart filling with intense fear and despair.

Upon seeing Su Ruo actually approach with a roll of needles, Wang Tufu's inner fear reached its peak.

He wanted to flee, to demand what Su Ruo intended to do, but he could do nothing.

Su Ruo picked up a silver needle flashing with cold light, waved it before Wang Tufu's eyes, and in the next second, without warning, thrust it forcefully toward his eye.

Wang Tufu instinctively closed his eyes; the intense fear made him lose control of his bladder.

Wang Tufu thought he must have gone blind, but after waiting a long while, the imagined pain never arrived.

Then he heard Su Ruo's manic laughter ringing in his ears.

"You love beating people and hearing them cry, don't you? How useless you are—I haven't even started, and you've already pissed yourself from fright."

Wang Tufu could feel the sharp needle tip scraping across his face; he trembled as he opened his eyes, seeing deep fear in Su Ruo's eyes.

In Wang Tufu's eyes, Su Ruo was practically a lunatic; he felt immense regret for having provoked her.

But now his regret came too late; in his current state, even if he wanted to beg Su Ruo for mercy, he couldn't.

Su Ruo lifted her hand, gently stroking the silver needle in her grip, and said, "Don't be afraid; I won't hit you, because hitting you would dirty my hand."

Upon hearing that, Wang Tufu was about to sigh in relief, but the next second the silver needle was viciously driven into his body.

Intense pain shot through Wang Tufu's entire body, making it convulse as if electrified.

Su Ruo's eyes hardened as she said, "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"

With each word Su Ruo spoke, she plunged a silver needle into Wang Tufu's body, deliberately targeting the most painful spots; each needle went deep into the marrow, yet was not fatal.

By then Wang Tufu was already in so much pain he couldn't hear Su Ruo's words; he wished he could just pass out, but Su Ruo gave him no such chance.

Before he could even faint, the pain would jolt him awake again, repeating the torture over and over.

In the end, Wang Tufu lost control of both bowels and bladder, foaming at the mouth, his whole body jerking uncontrollably.

Such torment was, for Wang Tufu, literally a fate worse than death; yet he now lacked even the strength to seek death, forced to endure the agony alive, dying and reviving from the pain.

In her previous life, Su Ruo had been tormented by Wang Tufu for a whole year; in this life she had driven over three hundred silver needles into his body.

These silver needles will make Wang Tufu endure immense pain and torment every second of his life from now on, and he can do nothing but bear it.

Because unless Wang Tufu cuts open his bones and digs out his flesh, there is simply no way to remove these needles.

From now on, every day Wang Tufu lives will be a fate worse than death, yet outwardly he shows no abnormality; even if he went to the police, they would only think he's mad.

After everything ended, Su Ruo looked at Wang Tufu with disgust, took out a handkerchief and lightly wiped her hands, then poured a bottle of medicine onto Wang Tufu's face.

Wang Tufu on the ground finally regained consciousness; he rolled and crawled out of the clinic, looking as if a ghost were chasing him from behind.

Su Ruo watched his retreating back, the smile at the corner of her lips grew colder; Wang Tufu thought it was over like that? No, her revenge had only just begun!