Chapter 375: Xie Family, Yan Family, None of You Can Leave!

She had just given the order, and on Zhuang Miao's pale face appeared a determined look; "Wait, I'm going too."

The one lying inside was her daughter; no matter what she looked like, she had crawled out of her womb—how could she not go?

"Good!" Jiang Yunchu gave a deep look at her great-aunt, then finally nodded.

A group of five entered the house.

Those outside were all anxiously waiting.

Even though their minds were filled with myriad speculations, upon seeing that emaciated woman inside, everyone's hearts could not help but feel pain.

That woman's hair was half white, she was bone-thin, lay there devoid of vitality, a rotting smell constantly emanating from her body; even with so many people entering the room, she seemed oblivious.

A pair of eyes just stared, fixed on the ceiling.

"Second girl!" Even though Zhuang Miao had steeled herself, seeing her daughter like that made her legs give way, and she collapsed to her knees.

"My second daughter, it's mother who harmed you!"

Zhuang Miao crawled to the bedside, not letting anyone touch her, and gently lifted her daughter's hand—was this still a woman's hand?

In this Jiangnan, she could actually see chilblains on a person's hand?

What immense suffering has she endured?

"Mother..."

Hearing Zhuang Miao's voice, Qiu Ju's eyes finally focused, slowly turning her head to look at the person beside her.

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, then she closed her eyes, "I dreamed of mother again, mother, I'm in pain, mother..."

"I want to go home."

Qiu Ju's words seemed to tug at everyone's heart; Zhuang Miao could no longer hold herself together and burst into loud sobs.

Why didn't she come earlier? Why did she come so late, letting her Qiu Ju suffer so much?

"Mother is here, second daughter, mother is here, mother will take you home, we won't go anywhere, mother will take you home." Zhuang Miao's voice was soft, as if afraid to frighten her own child.

The corner of Qiu Ju's mouth twitched slightly, then she closed her eyes.

"Second girl!"

"Second sister!"

"Second older sister..."

For a moment, the room filled with mournful sounds.

The Zhuang Clan matriarch, being elderly, fainted upon hearing the commotion inside.

Jiang Yunchu shouted coldly, "Make way, do you really want her to die like this?"

Her voice directly woke Kang Ziwei; her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly pulled her elder sister up, "Elder sister, get up first, quickly make space for the Dean's treatment—there might still be hope."

Kang Baihe's clear eyes were now blurred with tears.

"Yun chu, thank you for your trouble."

Kang Baihe and Kang Ziwei hurriedly supported Zhuang Miao to the side, making space for Jiang Yunchu.

She first examined Qiu Ju's eyeballs, then took out her hand to feel the pulse, alternating hands, finally listening to the position of the heart...

To survive until now is already an obsession of the heart.

Jiang Yunchu's inner feeling was that she wished to tear the Xie family members into countless pieces.

She exchanged a Life-Saving Pill from her space; the violent sound of points draining did not cause her any regret or heartache.

Points, she could find a way to earn, but this is a life, a living life!

"I need to administer acupuncture; I require absolute silence, those around must have no emotional fluctuation—you may leave or stay here, decide for yourselves." Jiang Yunchu's gaze was cold, as if devoid of feeling.

Only Zi Su and Bai Zhi knew that such a Princess Consort was truly enraged, all her fury suppressed beneath her reason.

When this layer of reason completely collapses, the fire can spread like wildfire.

"I won't make a sound." Zhuang Miao shook her head, slumped to the ground; she couldn't walk, but she clutched her mouth tightly, fearing she would cry out and disturb Yun chu's treatment.

Kang Baihe stayed by her mother's side, then nodded to Jiang Yunchu.

Although Kang Ziwei's eyes were bloodshot, she had rationally disinfected all the silver needles and then brought them to Jiang Yunchu's front.

But Jiang Yunchu, from her bosom, took out a set of golden needles.

"Zi Wei, watch closely." While speaking to Kang Ziwei, she closed her eyes; her hand must not tremble.

If she trembled, Qiu Ju would truly die.

The golden needle striking the acupoint—there must be no deviation, not even a bit.

It was a race against the Grim Reaper for life, a sprint against time.

"Good." Kang Ziwei set down the silver needles, fiercely wiping her eyes with her sleeve; she needed to watch, to watch carefully—this was her elder sister's life.

Jiang Yunchu took two deep breaths, then pried open Qiu Ju's mouth and placed the Life-Saving Pill for her to hold in her mouth.

Now Qiu Ju has lost all hope of living; she wholeheartedly seeks death.

"It's begun." Jiang Yunchu opened her eyes again; her emotions had been suppressed, her whole self settled into calm, neither sorrow nor joy.

She signaled Zi Su, Bai Zhi, and Nai Xin beside her; the three of them directly stripped Qiu Ju's clothes off.

Now Qiu Ju wore nothing, yet the wounds covering her body were starkly visible.

Moreover, the putrid stench could no longer be concealed.

Outside...

Feng Che struck Xie Feng blow after blow—was he still a man? No person would treat his own wife like that; she was his lifelong companion!

Punch after punch, each blow landed on flesh.

No one intervened; aside from Xie Feng's wails and the Xie family matriarch's cries, there was no other sound.

At this moment, outside the Xie household, the Yan family's wedding procession also sensed something amiss, but they could not move forward nor retreat.

Jiang Yunchu had already issued the order—today, nobody is allowed to leave.

What is owed, let's repay it today.

She never likes to delay revenge; when there is a grudge, she repays it on the spot.

Xie family, Yan family, none of you think you can escape!

In the room, everyone slowed their breathing, afraid to affect Jiang Yunchu's movements; everyone except their eyes could move, as if they had frozen.

Jiang Yunchu raised her hand, the needles fell; each gold needle differs from the silver ones, once inserted it stays, but the gold needle in her hand keeps changing—sometimes misaligned, sometimes twisted, sometimes flicked.

No one knows what she is doing, yet she has become everyone's hope.

"Hu!"

An hour passed, Jiang Yunchu opened Qiu Ju's mouth, seeing that the life-saving pill had been completely absorbed, she breathed a sigh of relief; but as she let out that breath, her whole body stepped back, and if Bai Zhi hadn't quickly steadied her, she would have fallen straight over.

Gold needle acupressure is a method exchanged in the system; in modern times, she had heard of it but never learned it.

When she saw it in the system's exchange space, she directly exchanged for it.

Since exchanging it, she never stopped practicing, but she never expected the first use to be on Kang Qiu Ju.

Her hands are now all trembling.