Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: 089: Who’s to blame if one’s own son is not promising? Break the siege_5

Translator: 549690339

Ni Yang quickly performed first aid on the man she had brought ashore; though he was timely saved from the brink of death, he was unconscious.

Ni Yang parked the car by the roadside, hoisted the man onto her back, and started heading home.

Upon seeing her return with a carried load, Ni Cuihua exclaimed with surprise, “Yangyang, what happened?”

Ni Yang briefly explained the situation.

Ni Cuihua, a sympathetic person herself, immediately said, “Take him to the room quick, then go shower with warm water; I will go bring the car back.”

Just then, Ni Chengui walked in from outside, and after hearing the situation, volunteered, “Sister Yang, I’ll go bring the car back. You stay home and assist Yangyang.”

“Thankyou, Sister Chenggui!”

Ni Yang hadn’t felt cold while rescuing the person earlier, but now upon making it at home, the bone-chilling cold was seeping in.

Ni Yang took a hot bath, and Ni Cuihua warmed up a bucket of water to wash the unconscious woman on the bed. She then fetched a set of her clothes for the woman to change into.

The woman wasn’t very attractive. Her hands were fair, but her face was dotted relentlessly with pimples, which made her hard to look at.

Oh, she must be truly pitiful to attempt a suicide.

Ni Cuihua sighed continuously.

After her bath, Ni Yang checked on the woman, and confirming she was in a stable state, she went to cook.

To be prepared in case the woman woke up during the night, she made an extra bowl of red date and ginger porridge to drive away the cold.

Sure enough, the woman stirred from her unconscious state as the three wrapped up their dinner.

Ni Cuihua asked with concern, “Sister, what made you so distressed that you attempted suicide? Life gives you only one chance, once lost, there’s no second chance.”

Ni Chengui added, “Hanging onto life is always better than dying. Share your troubles with us. We might not be capable of much, but as the saying goes, ‘three cobblers are better than a Zhuge Liang.’ Maybe we could be of some help.”

The woman hung her head, her face filled with sorrow, and didn’t know how to begin.

Much later, she finally croaked out in a low voice, “Thank you for saving me, but… but I really don’t want to live anymore.”

Her husband’s betrayal.

Her ruined appearance. _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}