My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 600

Chapter 600: Chapter 592: Wild Grass Chapter 600: Chapter 592: Wild Grass Tang Yuxin grasped a wooden stick, she looked up at the pitch-black ceiling, the echo of footsteps that seemed to linger incessantly at her ears.

She lost track of time, was it half an hour, or an entire one, just when she felt herself suffocating, the dreadful sound of footsteps that sent shivers down her spine finally receded.

But Tang Yuxin feared, perhaps by tomorrow, or the day after, old man Song would force his way in, regardless of any consequences.

Human desire is horrifying, ugly even, and remains relentless even when one knows there are lines that should not be crossed.

But the desire that lurks behind ugliness can consume everything in its path.

If she didn’t resort to desperate measures, she might face the gruesome fate of molestation by old man Song.

She didn’t know if she could bear the outcome, perhaps she didn’t even care about her chastity anymore since she realized, ever since arriving here, that this was her new reality.

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But being tormented by a man older than her own father, was worse than death, even death wouldn’t erase the indelible stain of such humiliation.

Eventually, another day dawned outside.

The day was bright, the day was warm

But why did it feel so steeped in despair?

“Let’s go,” old Mrs.

Song pushed Tang Yuxin again.

Tang Yuxin took one step after the another, the iron chains around her feet kept dragging on the ground, causing unbearable pain to her ankles.

Finally, old Mrs.

Song consented to let Yang Yuxin leave the premises of the Song Family, destined for the fields outside the village.

The workload in Song family’s field had increased, they had no strong laborers.

Both Mrs.

Song and old man Song were now in their fifties.

Even if they were in good health, they couldn’t do manual field work.

The only able laborer in the Song family was Song Dash(Big Fool), but he was an idiot who spent his days either eating or playing, even chased around Youtao all over the village.

Youtao was ingenious, looking down upon Song Dash with contempt, yet exploiting him daily.

Song Dash foolishly waited on her, day in and day out.

Old Mrs.

Song was furious but helpless.

She cursed herself for having such a useless son.

Song took a stout stick and struck Tang Yuxin a few times.

“Hurry up, do you want to die there?”

Tang Yuxin got up, the pain in her shoulder had had numbed her senses.

She moved like a dead-walking body yet her hand subconsciously found its way into her coat pocket, searching for the wild plants that now felt as cold as her body.

She lifted her head and looked on under the faint moonlight, taking a closer look at this unfamiliar village that was supposed to be simple and rustic.”

But this place was a living hell and this hell might imprison her for life.

It was only just now that she realized where she was.

Although she had never asked, she had heard the villagers say that this village was far away from everything else.

It should be very far away, unlikely to be close,

Merely getting here probably took over a month.

Hence, it should be farther away from Beijing, possibly separated by mountains and seas.

She heard that the girl who was sold here with her, who had bad eyesight, was left crippled from the chase when she tried to escape.

The other girl, with a leg issue, was beaten so severely that she struggled to get out of bed for days.

They had all tried to escape, yearned for freedom, to leave this place.

But all they got were horrible injuries and scars.

Compared to the rest, Tang Yuxin was least injured.

Many might have tried to escape, but none made it, even if they did escape the village, it didn’t guarantee they could return home.

And the price of escaping was substantial.

Tang Yuxin wasn’t sure whether she could bear such a cost.

She did think about escape, but she knew clearly, what could she achieve by escaping?

Could she have survived afterward?

“Go make dinner,” Old Mrs.

Song hit Tang Yuxin several times with her stick.

Her face agitated as her fleshy jowls quivered with each strike.

Tang Yuxin was pushed harshly into the kitchen.

She stretched out her numb hands, opened the pot, and poured water into it.

The weather was becoming colder, and her thin clothes did little to preserve her body heat.