"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Freya was about to rush up to check on the situation, but her mother's figure slowly dissipated like smoke, and in the end, she pounced on empty air.

"Freya, help mom!"

As she woke up from the nightmare, her mother's voice clearly rang in her ears.

The moment Freya opened her eyes, there were still tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her mind was in a daze.

Why had she been dreaming of her mother so often recently, and why did her mother look so painful in the dreams?

Freya massaged her aching forehead. After the tiredness subsided a bit, she went to check Bradley's injury.

Fortunately, his condition had been good since the operation. However, he had started to have a fever now, and his whole body was quite hot.

She got up and went out of the room. Gabriel wasn't outside, but four bodyguards were left to stand guard.

She gave an order to the bodyguards, "One of you, go and bring me a basin of hot water."

One of the bodyguards stepped forward and nodded, "Yes."

Soon, the bodyguard brought the hot water. Freya took it and entered the room. She wet a towel and wiped the man's body clean, and then placed the towel on his forehead.

Worried that the fever would get worse, she also inserted some needles for him.

Apparently, it hurt, and the man's hand moved involuntarily.

Freya felt sorry for him and held his hand, placing it on her face. She choked up and said, "You fool. Don't play with your life like this in the future. If something really happens to you, what will Xin Yao and I do?"

Although the man hadn't woken up yet, he seemed to have heard her words, and he exerted a little force on his wrist.

Freya felt it and held his hand even more tightly. Then she lowered her face and gently placed a kiss on his lips.

"Is Doctor Xia here?"

Just then, a strange man's voice came from outside.

Soon, there was the bodyguard's stern shout, "What are you doing? No one is allowed to come near here."

"I'm looking for Doctor Xia to save my wife. Doctor Xia, please save my wife."

The man's shout grew louder and louder.

Freya was worried that it would affect Bradley's rest, so she got up and went out to check on the situation.

The moment the door opened, she saw two bodyguards restraining a man, who was howling continuously.

Freya frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

When the bodyguards saw her come out, they reported respectfully, "Madam, this man has been making a commotion outside and wants to see you. He wants you to treat his wife."

Freya looked up at the man. He was bare-chested, and as he struggled, his fat body jiggled.

There was a faint greasy smell on him, which made her hold her breath in discomfort.

However, she still said calmly, "There is a village doctor in this village. You can go to her for medical treatment."

After saying that, she turned to go back to the room.

Bradley's condition was still unstable, and she couldn't leave his side for a single step at this time.

However, Rong the Butcher wouldn't let it go. With great strength, he broke free from the bodyguards' restraint and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"The village doctor can't do anything about my wife's illness. She told me that Doctor Xia has excellent medical skills and asked me to come and beg you." Rong the Butcher pretended to wipe away a few tears and cried, "My wife is dying. Please, Doctor Xia, save her life."

Freya's steps, which had been moving, suddenly stopped.

It was said that a doctor had a kind heart. In the face of a patient in danger, any doctor wouldn't turn a blind eye to their suffering.

Freya turned to look at Rong the Butcher and asked, "What are her symptoms?"

Seeing that the other party was somewhat moved, Rong the Butcher quickly said, "She's a bit mentally abnormal. She suddenly had an episode tonight and ran to hit the wall by herself. The village doctor said she might have a concussion. Plus, she has several fractures on her body. The village doctor can only treat minor illnesses like headaches and fevers, so she told me to send my wife to the hospital in the town. But it's so late now. It takes several hours to get from the village to the town, and the hospital is closed at this time."

Freya furrowed her brows. This village was extremely backward. There was probably not even a car to be found. Moreover, there were forests all around, and the mountain road was difficult to walk on. If they walked to the town, it would probably take at least three to five hours to get there.

"Alright, I'll go with you. But I don't have many medical instruments either, and I can't guarantee that I can cure your wife's injuries." Freya said.

Rong the Butcher was grateful and said, "I believe in Doctor Xia's medical skills."

After saying that, he led the way forward and said as he walked, "My house is not far ahead. It's just a few steps away."

Freya nodded and then gave an order to the bodyguards, "Inform me immediately if there is any change in Bradley's condition."

"Yes, Madam."

In this way, Freya followed Rong the Butcher to his house.

When she saw the patient's appearance, her brows furrowed deeply.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was not self-harm due to an illness. These were clearly the injuries left by being violently beaten.

Freya's gaze towards Rong the Butcher immediately changed, and her voice became even colder. "Are you sure these injuries were caused by hitting the wall and not by being beaten?"

Rong the Butcher knew he couldn't hide it, so he fabricated a story with a bit of falsehood and a lot of lies. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hide it from you. After all, one shouldn't air one's dirty laundry in public. If I told you this directly, I was afraid you, Doctor Xia, would laugh at me. My wife does have mental problems. But look, Doctor Xia, although my wife is a bit dull, she's beautiful. There are many men in this village who covet her beauty. Since I, a pig butcher, am not at home at night, those men took this opportunity to sneak into my house and tried to do something improper to my wife. My wife resisted and got beaten. I came home early from work today, and who knew I would find her lying motionless on the bed."

As Rong the Butcher spoke, he pretended to be very angry.

Actually, Freya wasn't interested in listening to all this. Her purpose was to save the patient.

"You can go out now. I'll check on the situation." Freya waved her hand to signal Rong the Butcher to leave. Generally, when she treated a patient, she needed a quiet environment. The presence of others would affect her mood.

Moreover, the smell on Rong the Butcher made her unbearable. Perhaps because she was too mentally exhausted, she also felt a little nauseous.

Rong the Butcher said politely, "Then I'll trouble you, Doctor Xia. I'll go out and make you some tea."

After saying that, he turned and left the room.

Only then did Freya carefully examine Mrs. Rong. In addition to several fractures, the exposed skin on her body was covered with bruises and various scars.

Having been a doctor for so many years, she had seen many women who had been subjected to domestic violence. Therefore, she could tell at a glance what had caused these injuries.

The bruises were caused by being violently beaten.

As for these colorful scars, there were burns from cigarette butts, marks from being whipped with a belt, and even traces of being scratched by a sharp object.

Freya lifted Mrs. Rong's clothes and found that the areas covered by the clothes were densely covered with scars.

It was evident that this was a woman who had been abused for years.