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Chapter Thirty-ninth The Son's Mistake

Song Lian didn't expect Ji Youyi to do something, and she, a woman, had such great strength.

His trembling arms were swearing and pounced on Ji Youyi fiercely, "You bitch!"

Ji Youyi didn't plan to let him go. Seeing that he was going to commit a crime, he picked up a stick and hit him again. As a doctor, he knew best how to poke people's pain. There would be no major injuries, but it would make people feel unbearable.

She looked at Song Lian's pain point, and was holding a stick and black hand.

Song Lian was not willing to be outdone. He relied on his own as a man and grabbed the stick and planned to turn the tables.

However, how could Ji Youyi give him this opportunity?

She reacted quickly, and the silver needle quietly pricked him. His whole body felt numb, and then the itchy and pain slowly surging from the soles of his feet spread all over his body.

Song Lian twisted his body and kept scratching it, but the itchy pain seemed to invade the body. Even if he used his strength, it was like scratching it through the shoe. It had no effect at all, and it became even more uncomfortable.

Ji Youyi took the opportunity to seize the right to use the stick and beat him again.

Seeing this, Liu Mei didn't care about her daughter's fault and hurried forward to help, tugging and cursing: "You little bitch, why do you dare to be an adult?"

Ji Youyi didn't care about it, worried that she wouldn't have the chance to teach this unrestrained woman a lesson. Now, the stick turned around and directly hit Liu Meizheng.

The three of them fought together, and the tables and chairs in the house were knocked down, and it was very lively.

As soon as Dr. Liu walked into the yard, he heard these movements and was stunned when he walked to the door.

Song Lian and Liu Mei were lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face. Ji Youyi stood beside her, her clothes were neat, just panting and messy, with one hand on her hips and the other on the counter, looking at the two people wailing on the ground with a cold look, with a smile on their lips.

"This, what's going on!"

Dr. Liu looked at the destroyed house and let out a roar of his soul.

Zhao De also wanted to help dissuade him at first, but he was holding the child in his hand, but Zhao Zhuang stopped him, while Zhao Wanqing sat in the corner, stunned.

The two lying on the ground were just humming at this moment, looking like they were venting more and having less breathing. Ji Youyi took a few breaths before he could speak.

"Master, you are back."

Dr. Liu carefully walked around the remains of the teacup all over the ground and glared at her angrily, "If I don't come back, will someone die? What's going on?"

Ji Youyi moved for a while and now she felt very comfortable. At first, she was so stuffy that she felt uncomfortable all over, but now she felt relaxed.

"Master, there is nothing wrong with it. Some things can't speak. I will teach them how to be a human being. Look at them now, they are so sensible."

She raised her hand, and Song Lian and Liu Meizheng's bodies shrank significantly, staring at her with fear, and did not dare to say anything more.

They were afraid of being beaten.

The more fierce the two were before they were beaten, the more cowardly they were at this moment.

Zhao Wanqing stood up slightly at this time and helped Liu Meizheng up first, "Mom, are you okay?"

Although Liu Meizheng's body was in pain, it seemed that there was nothing serious. Song Lian was in this situation. The itchy pain that just now subsided, and now it was purely ache of being beaten.

However, how could the two of them easily admit that they were not seriously injured?

He sat on the ground with a groaning look on his face.

Liu Meizheng began to cry even more aggrievedly, "Hey, daughter, I have never even hit me for so many years. Now, I have been beaten by a junior, and I am not alive. I, I want to find Cun Zheng to be the master."

As a man, Song Lian naturally did not act like a little woman. He could only glar at Ji Youyi and hummed: "You ignorant woman, you dare to beat the imperial officials. I think you don't want to live anymore."

Since it involves the imperial court's official appointment, Doctor Liu must take it carefully.

"What the hell is going on?"

Before Ji Youyi could speak up, Liu Mei started crying, "Doctor Liu, don't listen to such nonsense women. She can say anything good if she is unpredictable. We came to see a doctor, but she beat people. Is there such a business?"

Doctor Liu didn't listen to her, so he looked at Zhao De who was silent on the side, "Mr. Zhao, can you please tell me the whole thing?"

His polite treatment made Zhao De feel even more guilty.

Although the ones who were beaten were his wife and son-in-law, after all, we can't blame Ji Youyi for this whole matter.

He looked at his family in embarrassment. In their resentful eyes, he could only sigh and said, "Doctor Liu, it's really hard to explain who is right or wrong about this matter. Let's go back first, everyone calm down, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Daughter, hold the child and go back." Zhao De spoke. Zhao Wanqing looked at her mother hesitantly, and finally chose to take the child and leave with her father.

As for Song Lian, she felt uncomfortable when he treated him like that just now, so she ignored it.

When Liu Mei saw that they were all gone, she looked at Song Lian with guilt, but could only follow him in shame.

Everyone left, and Song Lian was afraid of being beaten again. After glaring at the three of them with resentment, he had to get up and leave.

The show ended, Ji Youyi looked at Dr. Liu helplessly and shrugged, "Master, I'll clean up here first. An An is in the inner room. Please help me watch him. I'll explain the specific matter to you later."

"Luckily, I heard that you didn't put my good things outside, otherwise I'd smashed them now." Dr. Liu walked into the house with his medicine box on his back.

Dazhuang stepped forward to help Ji Youyi move the table and chair, "Youyi, I'll help you."

"Thank you Brother Zhao." Ji Youyi was not polite, and she left the physical work to Zhao Zhuang, and she was responsible for the fine work.

While working, she chatted with Zhao Zhuang.

"Brother Zhao, is there any news about our medicinal wine when you are back this time?"

Zhao Zhuang moved the table and chairs and responded: "Yes, after the rich businessman drank the medicinal wine, he thought the wine was particularly good. He wanted to order the goods, but you also knew that I didn't understand this matter very much, so I came back to discuss it with you."

"Okay, you can stay for dinner later, let's talk slowly then."

The two were packed up very quickly, and the tables and chairs were just overturned, and the teacups that were smashed need to be repaired.

After the process was done, she returned to the inner room first. Dr. Liu had already returned to his house to rest, while An An sat beside him practicing calligraphy obediently.

"An An's handwriting looks so good." Ji Youyi opened the topic with praise, "Are An An afraid just now?"

An An did not answer immediately, and after writing the words with one stroke at a time, he put down his brush.

"I'm afraid. But An An believes in his mother."

An An was worried, so he looked at it quietly in the inner room. He admired him and said in admiration: "Mom is so amazing."

Ji Youyi was very embarrassed. An An saw the scene of his violence, afraid that he would leave a shadow in his young heart.

"Don't An An thinks that her mother is too much? Don't she think that her mother is not very safe in handling things?"

An An shook her head, with a sincere face on her innocent little face, "What my mother did is right. It's all their fault that their father didn't teach them well. They were so tired that they asked her to educate her."

Ji Youyi was confused and asked, "How do you say this?"
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