The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

Chapter 546: 546 Qingyue screams terribly 3.

Yishan roared angrily, “Third Brother, what are you doing!”

The expression on his face mirrored that of a husband who had just caught his wife cheating.

Su Qingyue pursed her lips.

She knew the two men at the door had misunderstood the situation.

Upon seeing him, Xiao Yuchuan looked as if he had spotted a lifesaver. “Second Brother, you’re back at just the right time. Quickly, save my wife…”

Hearing him say this, and seeing that Su Qingyue’s face was pale white and covered in cold sweat, Xiao Yishan instantly realized that something was wrong, and his anger faded. “What’s happened to Yue’er?” he asked.

Yuchuan pointed at the needle stuck in Su Qingyue’s back. “The needle has pierced into my wife’s flesh, and I’m unable to pull it out… I need your help!”

Xiao Yishan examined the situation, shocked, “How did this happen? Yue’er, this must be painful. Hold on, Second Brother will help you…” He reached out to grasp the needle, but the needle was so deeply embedded that only a tiny bit of the needle head was visible. His fingers were too thick and his fingernails too short to get a good grip on the needle head.

The attempt caused Su Qingyue to wince in pain.

Xiao Qinghe had also wheeled his chair over to the bed. Seeing the needle almost fully buried in his wife’s back, he could imagine her severe pain and felt remorse for suspecting her of trifling with third brother…. Guilt and worry filled his eyes, and he shed even more tears.

“Fourth Brother, you have longer nails and stronger hands. You do it,” Xiao Yishan stepped aside to give him room.

“Oh okay.” Xiao Qinghe nodded eagerly, stretching out his hand to pull out the needle.

Su Qingyue quickly said, “Fourth Brother, could you first wipe away your tears before you do that? In case your blurred vision accidentally jostles the needle. It hurts a lot.” Her voice was trembling, “As soon as you touch the needle head, grasp it firmly and pull it out in one go!”

“Oh, right!” Xiao Qinghe hurriedly rolled up his sleeve to wipe away his tears. With a solemn look on his face, he grasped the needle head, gave it a yank, and the blood-stained needle was pulled out.

“Mmm!” Su Qingyue stifled a scream, gritting her teeth and emitting only a tiny grunt.

With the needle now removed, blood was steadily oozing from the puncture wound on her back.

“Ah!” Xiao Yuchuan cried out, “Wife, you’re bleeding! What should we do?” He hastily covered the wound with his hand, trying to stem the blood flow.

Pale-faced, Su Qingyue said, “In the secondary bedroom where I sleep, there’s a small white porcelain bottle under the pillow. It contains medicine for injuries.”

“I’ll go get it.” Xiao Yishan turned and left the room.

“Owl…” The little bastard, having been outside originally, started to pace nervously by the door upon hearing its owner’s cry of distress.

As the door opened, it obediently stayed in a corner of the master bedroom, fearing that running around might cause trouble for its owner.

“Little Bastard, go outside.” Su Qingyue didn’t want it causing a mess inside the room.

It understood its master’s command and promptly howled in response before leaving the master bedroom.

Xiao Yishan quickly returned with the medicine and asked anxiously, “Yue’er, how do I apply the medicine?”

“Take off the bottle cap and apply the ointment directly to my wound,” she instructed.

He immediately took action, using his fingertip to rub the ointment onto her wound. The medicine was so effective that her bleeding quickly ceased.

“Press gently.” She added, “Wait until the wound has absorbed a bit of the medicine, then it will be fine.”

Xiao Yishan did as she suggested, keeping his hand pressed lightly on her wound without moving.

He had been too nervous to take a good look at her just a moment ago, but now he took a closer inspection.

She was dressed only from the waist down, her upper body clad in just a bellyband. Her delicate shoulders, the graceful curve of her back, skin as smooth and spotless as snow, appeared even more enticing. Her pink bellyband seemed insufficient to contain her full bosom, the slender waist seemingly unable to withstand a grasp, arousing endless fanciful thoughts.