Li Huan and Ye Jun both rushed over to Little Cheng Li. Little Cheng Li was still shaken, and when he saw Little Red Head leave, he immediately burst into tears with a loud “Waa,” calling out repeatedly, “Mama…”
Li Huan’s heart ached. This child was usually well-behaved and cute, hardly ever cried, but now, with thick gauze wrapped around his hands, a face as pale as death from fright, and eyes swollen and red from crying, he looked completely helpless.
“Little Cheng Li, be good. Daddy will take you to see Mama. She’s at home, waiting for you to come back.”
Under Li Huan’s soothing words, Little Cheng Li gradually stopped crying, though his eyes kept searching everywhere. Where had Little Red Head gone? Today, if it weren’t for Little Red Head, he would have surely been hurt badly by the villain.
Ye Jun walked over to Chai Jianmin, taking his pulse. If he administered a serum injection now, it should be fine—but the question was whether they should.
“Doctor Ye, please save him. If Chai Jianmin really is the culprit, we’ll punish him severely. But if he’s not… it would be such a pity for him to die from a venomous snake bite.”
Anger flashed across Ye Jun’s face. “A pity?” That kid just tried to throw Little Cheng Li to his death! If it weren’t for Little Red Head, Little Cheng Li might have been seriously injured.
Li Huan briefly explained what had happened earlier, since these people didn’t know yet. Hearing this, Li Huan carried Little Cheng Li over to Chai Jianmin, and without hesitation, slammed his foot hard onto Chai Jianmin’s face.
Chai Jianmin screamed in pain, finally waking up. Seeing the police in their white uniforms and Li Huan holding Little Cheng Li, his heart sank completely.
“You beast! My son is only two years old, and you actually tried to kill him! Uncle Ye, give him half a dose of serum. Then I want to hang him on the edge of a cliff—whether he lives or dies is up to his luck.”
Ye Jun nodded. A half dose wouldn’t be enough to completely neutralize the toxin, and it would make him nauseous—worse than death (purely fictional). That was the plan.
Taking serum from the medical kit, Ye Jun injected it directly into Chai Jianmin. Chai Jianmin shook his head in terror, refusing the injection. He would rather die from the snake venom than from fear.
After the injection, Li Huan handed Little Cheng Li to Ye Jun, then pulled a rope from his basket, tightly bound Chai Jianmin’s hands, and dragged him to a small plateau halfway up the mountain.
The plateau was only three to four meters wide, with a cliff on one side. Seeing Li Huan attempt to throw him off in front of the police, Chai Jianmin’s heart leapt into his throat.
No matter how much he struggled, he was no match for Li Huan’s strength. In panic, he shouted to the police that he had killed someone, urging them to arrest him.
Li Huan paused. Seeing the police take out their notebooks to record the statements, Chai Jianmin quickly confessed everything he had done.
When asked why he did it, Chai Jianmin was momentarily stunned. Yes, Xu Laidi was dead, Chen Tiezhu ruined, and he should have let go of all his grudges—but why would he still attack a child?
Seeing Chai Jianmin dazed, Li Huan firmly tied the other end of the rope to a large tree, then kicked him off the plateau.
“Ah… help…”
Chai Jianmin’s hands were instantly hoisted into the air. Luckily, the rope was tight, suspending him midair. The mountain wind made him swing, frightening him so much that he even wet himself.
The police quickly pulled Li Huan aside. It was better to let him vent a little, but if the rope broke and Chai Jianmin fell to his death, Li Huan would be blamed for murder.
Eventually, the police pulled Chai Jianmin back up and directly took him to the station. Everything he said was recorded for the official record, awaiting sentencing.
After being brought back, Chai Jianmin was still in a daze, muttering to himself. At first, some officers patiently listened, but soon lost interest; it was just the demons in his mind tormenting him.
Cheng Qiao held the tear-streaked Little Cheng Li, her heart aching. She unwrapped the gauze from his hands and handed him over to Li Huan to watch the door, then fetched well water to clean Little Cheng Li’s wounds.
The wounds gradually formed scabs before their eyes. Little Cheng Li was so surprised he forgot to cry. When a piece of chocolate was finally placed in his mouth, he was completely comforted.
“Mama, I’ll protect my little brother from now on. By the way, where’s Little Red Head?”
“Little Red Head is up in the mountains. It needs to explore bigger places. When it’s tired, it will come back.”
“And what about Haidongqing?”
“Haidongqing went to play too. When you grow up, you’ll go see the world as well. It’s very, very big, bigger than you can imagine.”
Little Cheng Li nodded, half understanding. He yawned—today had been exhausting—and fell asleep right next to Cheng Qiao.
Seeing her two sons asleep, Cheng Qiao felt completely content. Most of her enemies were gone, so as long as she stayed careful, Li Huan and Little Cheng Li’s lives should be safe.
When Li Huan returned, he saw the mother and children sleeping peacefully. His heart softened. He greeted Mother Li, asking her to prepare extra food for the night, then stepped out.
When Xuhui and Li Le returned from school and learned what had happened to Little Cheng Li, they both checked on him thoroughly. Luckily, he wasn’t injured.
Seeing how much his older brother and aunt cared, Little Cheng Li laughed gleefully. His innocent smile even warmed Mother Li, who wiped her tears and smiled.
Soon, Cheng Qiao reached her full month postpartum, but unexpectedly, Li Huan and Mother Li forbade her from leaving the house. They had decided she would observe a “double month” confinement.
“Qiao, the doctor said childbirth drains your energy. You must have double confinement. Later, you can give me a daughter too—otherwise, what about my little girl?”
Cheng Qiao: “…”
Mother Li smiled, holding Li Ming. This child carries the Li family name; strictly speaking, he’s the legitimate eldest grandson of the Li family. Little Cheng Li would be the Cheng family’s eldest grandson.
Li Le teased, insisting the second sister-in-law must give her a niece to play with. Then when she goes out, she can take her niece along, matching outfits, matching hairstyles—how fun!
Cheng Qiao couldn’t argue with the three of them and quietly returned to her room, sneaking into her space while the house was empty.
The Qilin Rebirth Tree had fully recovered, even more magnificent than when in the Qilian Mountains. The surrounding soil, nurtured daily by Cheng Qiao, slowly turned black.
The ginseng tree had bloomed and borne fruit. Cheng Qiao looked forward to more ginseng trees thriving, and to planting other precious herbs nearby, eagerly anticipating the day of a bountiful harvest.
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Thank you for the chapter!