Upon hearing this, Freya's face turned slightly cold, and she cursed in a low voice, "That beast. He must have heard something and known that we were going to pick her up, so he did such a heartless thing."

After that, Freya said to Gabriel, "First, find a place to put Xiaolan down. I'll clean her up and check her body by the way."

Gabriel nodded and left the room while holding Xiaolan.

Freya turned back to Bradley and said, "You rest for a while. I'll be back soon."

After Bradley nodded, Freya followed Gabriel out.

...

The village doctor arranged a room for Xiaolan. Freya motioned for Gabriel to step aside and left the village doctor inside to help.

"Doctor Yang, please help me bring a basin of water first to scrub Xiaolan."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The village doctor had been boiling water on the stove all the time in case Bradley needed hot water. Soon, she brought a basin of warm water.

After scrubbing Xiaolan inside and out, she helped her change into a clean set of clothes, and the foul and fishy smell on her body dissipated a lot.

Xiaolan was awake, but she lay on the bed stupidly and let them move her around. After she was dry, she let out a satisfied sigh.

"Xiaolan, do you remember who I am?" After pouring out the dirty water, the village doctor came back in and sat beside Xiaolan to talk to her.

Xiaolan looked at the village doctor with a silly expression and then giggled, "Eat meat."

Seeing this, the village doctor shook her head helplessly. "Freya, her mental state is getting worse. I remember when I treated her for the first time this month, she more or less remembered who I was. But now..."

"She needs time to recover from this situation. We can't rush it." Freya said as she grabbed Xiaolan's hand to feel her pulse.

Last night when she bandaged Xiaolan's wounds, Freya had also examined Xiaolan's condition. Besides a mild concussion, most of the injuries on her body were left by domestic violence. The most difficult problem was her legs.

According to Rong the Butcher, he had broken her legs to keep her trapped and then locked her in the room.

Although her legs had been treated, due to improper bone setting and the fact that she had been lying in bed for years without rehabilitation, her legs had become uneven in length.

It could be said that Xiaolan would never be able to stand up again in her life.

Now, all Freya could do was to see if there was any possibility of helping Xiaolan regain her normal thinking.

"Fortunately, you showed up. Otherwise, Xiaolan wouldn't know how much more suffering she would have to endure." The village doctor had had the most contact with Xiaolan over the years. Every time she treated her wounds, she was shocked by the horrifying scars.

Everyone said that Rong the Butcher was too brutal. But treating his own wife like this, wasn't he afraid of divine punishment?

"Rong the Butcher has done so many bad things. He is bound to get his comeuppance." Freya checked again. These were all the injuries left from yesterday, and no new injuries were found.

After that, she looked at the village doctor and said, "You talk to her for a while. I'll go out for a bit."

"Okay."

Freya quickly left the room. From a distance, she saw Gabriel standing guard outside. His expression was as cold as ever, as if nothing and no one could affect his emotions.

When he saw her come out, Gabriel approached and asked, "How is she?"

Freya told him the situation, so that he could be mentally prepared and think about how to arrange for Xiaolan next.

"Her situation is quite difficult. Her legs are completely disabled, and she will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. As for her mental state, she needs long-term psychological treatment to see if there is any possibility of returning to normal. However, the colorful scars on her body have formed over time, and surgical treatment is needed if we want to remove them."

Gabriel narrowed his eyes. His hands in his suit pants pockets clenched into fists, and even his voice was slightly tight and hard to hide. "You are the famous doctor Lexi. Can't you make her stand up again?"

Freya shook her head. "There's no way. Her legs haven't been properly treated. She has been lying in bed for five consecutive years, and her muscles have already atrophied. I originally wanted to make prosthetics for her, but when I examined her just now, the situation was even worse than I expected."

If her body functions were still normal, perhaps she could use silver needles to stimulate her meridians to see if she could restore the vitality of her legs. But now, the disability of her legs has been fixed, and even as the famous doctor Lexi, she can't do anything about it.

Gabriel was obviously a bit irritated. He ruffled his hair a few times randomly, and his face turned ashen pale.

In the end, he didn't say anything. He just bent his back and walked past Freya with his hands in his pockets.

"I still have something to deal with. Please take care of her for now."

Freya watched his departing figure. This was the first time she had seen Gabriel like this, slightly defeated, with a thick layer of darkness that couldn't be dispelled. He was like a Shura from hell who was about to go on a killing spree at any moment.

Freya had a hunch that some people were probably going to be in big trouble!

...

As it turned out, Freya was right. Rong the Butcher's doomsday had arrived.

Gabriel ordered the bodyguards to tie Rong the Butcher to a tree, wake him up with cold water, and then put on black leather gloves. He grabbed Rong the Butcher's collar and threw a punch.

He was originally a martial artist, and his strength was beyond that of an ordinary person.

Each punch was extremely powerful. After a few punches, Rong the Butcher was almost killed.

The bodyguards directly poured salt water on him. The man who was in a coma woke up, but he pleaded for mercy in a weak voice, "I really know I was wrong. Please spare me."

"Spare you?" Gabriel seemed to have heard the funniest joke. He threw another heavy punch at Rong the Butcher's stomach, and this time Rong the Butcher vomited blood directly.

"When you were abusing Xiaolan, did you ever think of sparing her?" Even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, after hearing Freya's description and Rong the Butcher's confession, Gabriel could imagine what kind of torture Xiaolan had endured day and night.

The more he understood the truth, the more self-blaming he felt. He even wanted to do everything he could to protect her and make up for her.

And as this feeling grew stronger, his hatred for Rong the Butcher became harder and harder to hide. He wished he could cut him into pieces, strip off his muscles and bones, and grind his bones to dust right now!

Rong the Butcher endured Gabriel's anger and asked in pain, "What exactly is your relationship with Xiaolan?"

What relationship?

Gabriel let out a bitter laugh.

Were they lovers who had a night of joy?

Or lovers who had truly loved each other?

He had lost a year of his memory and didn't know at all whether he had feelings for Xiaolan or not. He only knew that she had given birth to two children for him, and all of her current sufferings were caused by him.

But in any case, he, Gabriel, was by no means a man who was unfaithful and irresponsible.

"She is the mother of my children!" As these words fell, a brutal punch landed. Rong the Butcher's teeth broke, and blood spurted out along with them.