Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

The lobby of the health center was in complete chaos.

The screams and curses nearly ripped the roof off.

Liu Yidao's men specifically targeted the most vulnerable spots, beating the Geng brothers until they fled in terror.

"Stop it, all of you."

The security personnel from the health center and the remaining police officers from the local police station finally rushed into the fray.

They pulled and dragged it.

It was quite a struggle to separate the two groups of people who were fighting.

Liu Yidao spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and led his brothers back.

Old Geng's arm was dislocated.

Geng Laosan was retching while clutching his stomach.

Geng Yutian's face was covered in bruises, looking like a rotten eggplant.

The onlookers did not disperse.

Instead, they surrounded them even more tightly, layer upon layer.

There are few entertainment options these days.

Who could bear to leave such an exciting show?

The murmurs in the crowd were impossible to suppress.

The more it's spread, the more outrageous it becomes.

"The old lady who was butchering the pig just now said that the Geng family is in trouble. She said that the eldest son's wife is having an affair with the second son, and the third son's wife is also having an ambiguous relationship with the eldest son."

"They said that the second son's wife had caught them in their shameful affair, which is why this family wanted to beat her to death."

"No wonder the second son didn't care when he beat his wife so badly she miscarried; his heart was always with his sister-in-law."

"Hey, I heard the Geng brothers aren't very good; they can barely manage three strokes."

"Really? A meeting of eunuchs?"

"It all comes down to skillful hands."

"Having good hand strength is also a skill."

Rumors spread like wildfire.

It flew everywhere in this small clinic.

Hearing these words, Geng Yutian was so angry that his eyes turned black.

I was about to open my mouth and curse back,

He was silenced by a furious shout from the police officer.

"Stand still, all of you. This is a hospital, not a market, and certainly not a place for you to fight."

The director walked over with a dark expression and swept his gaze across the crowd.

"Do they all want to go to jail? A public brawl has an extremely negative impact."

The two groups of people were ordered to stand in two rows.

Song Xianglan stood next to Liu Chounu, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Old Lady Geng rolling her eyes. She swayed and was about to fall to the ground.

This old hag is faking her death to extort money from people.

Song Xianglan's mind raced, and she pinched the soft flesh on Liu Chounu's waist hard.

"what!"

Liu Chounu let out a short cry of pain, her body went limp, and she slid to the ground.

Song Xianglan was quick-witted and nimble-fingered.

He grabbed the ugly woman and started wailing at the top of his lungs:

"Doctor! Doctor, come quick! She was just beaten badly by that family of beasts, and now she's in critical condition."

That shout was incredibly piercing.

The old lady, who was about to fall to the ground, was startled and jumped.

The action was a beat too slow.

Doctors and nurses rushed over upon hearing the noise.

Seeing this, Old Lady Geng also lay down on the ground.

Song Xianglan handed the ugly girl to the arriving nurse, then turned around and pointed at Old Lady Geng on the ground.

"Officer, this old woman is faking it. Everyone saw it; she was yelling louder than a donkey just now, but as soon as things got weird, she started playing dead."

"Officer, these kinds of troublemakers are the most difficult to deal with."

We must be scientific. If anyone faints, we must use the big pin used for sewing shoe soles to forcefully prick the philtrum acupoint.

Or pinch hard with your fingernails.

If you pinch her, she'll wake up. If she doesn't, she's truly unconscious and needs to be taken to the emergency room for defibrillation.

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward.

"I'm strong, I'll help her."

Old Mrs. Geng, who was on the ground, felt her scalp tingle and her eyelids trembled like leaves.

Before Song Xianglan could even get close...

She jumped up from the ground with a "whoosh".

"I'm awake."

Song Xianglan clapped her hands and cheered, "Just now she was acting like she was going to die, but as soon as she heard that she was going to get acupuncture, she immediately jumped high."

"Everyone sees that clearly now, this is the Geng family's tradition—it's all an act."

Cuijuan wanted to cry twice to gain sympathy.

She forced back her tears.

The doctor came out and said that Liu Chou-nv was emotionally agitated and had indeed fainted.

Song Xianglan's heart skipped a beat.

That last fight was just for show; I didn't expect my old friend to be so weak, she actually fainted from anger.

……

This commotion lasted until after 9 p.m.

The police station has released its final decision.

As Song Xianglan stood in the corridor, listening to the police read out the disciplinary decision, her heart sank deeper and deeper.

It was classified as a family dispute.

There was no detention, no criminal sentence.

Geng Yutian only received a verbal reprimand.

Make him write a self-criticism and promise that he will never hit anyone again.

The police officer closed the notebook.

He said to Song Xianglan earnestly:

"Although it was wrong for Geng Yutian to take action."

However, he showed a good attitude in admitting his mistake.

They said they were too tired from just returning from the sea, and that it was a momentary impulse stemming from a quarrel between the couple.

We also conducted a forensic examination to assess the injuries, but the main focus is still on mediation, since we still need to make a living.

Geng Yutian kept his head down, looking honest and unassuming.

He repeatedly assured the police officers:

"Officer, I know I was wrong."

I'm actually quite good to Xiaofang, it's just that the house was too messy today, and I lost my temper for a moment.

No matter how much she upsets me in the future, I definitely won't hit her.

I will definitely live a good life.

If you didn't know his background, you would really think he was an honest person who had been driven to desperation.

Song Xianglan watched this scene with cold eyes.

Sure enough.

These days, as long as no one dies, beating your wife is considered a "domestic dispute."

The woman was beaten half to death.

As long as the man bows his head and admits his mistake, the matter is considered closed.

The law can't govern what happens in bed.

Justice seems so pale and powerless in the face of domestic violence in this era.

Wait until everyone leaves.

Song Xianglan finally let out a long breath.

She pulled a wad of cash from her pocket and stuffed it into Liu Yidao's hand:

"Thanks for your hard work tonight, brothers. Here's some money to buy cigarettes and alcohol. Consider it my treat to drinks to calm your nerves."

Liu Yidao pushed the money back.

"Old Song, are you slapping your brother in the face?"

That family is truly despicable. We can't accept this money; what kind of people would we become if we did?

After saying that, he waved his hand dismissively.

He strode away with a few brothers.

Gan Zhiyuan walked over and said:

"Master, I'll ride my bike back to Xiaoquan Brigade to tell Tingting that you're not going back tonight. I'll also go to Old Lin's house to let him know that something this serious has happened, and it won't do if her family isn't there."

"Okay, go ahead. Tell Tingting to lock the door."

After seeing everyone off.

Song Xianglan walked to the corner where the bicycles were parked.

Look at the handlebars.

He was immediately furious.

The two net bags that were originally hanging on the handlebars have all disappeared.

Song Xianglan cursed.

"That damned thief!"

Fortunately, the bicycle is still there. If even the bicycle had been stolen, that would have been a real disaster.

She put a big lock on the bicycle.

He turned around and went back to the ward.

The ward was quiet.

Lin Fang lay on the hospital bed, her face ashen, still unconscious.

The ugly woman has already woken up.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her daughter's hand, silently wiping away tears.

When she saw Song Xianglan come in, her tears flowed even more fiercely.

Her voice was hoarse: "Lanlan, I'm so useless... If I had come sooner, Xiaofang wouldn't have suffered so much, and the baby wouldn't have died..."

Song Xianglan pulled up a chair and sat down.

I briefly explained the police station's handling of the matter.

The ugly woman listened to the whole thing.

I was completely stunned.

"Just...just a reprimand? So my daughter got beaten for nothing? And the miscarriage was for nothing?"

"This is a domestic dispute."

Song Xianglan's voice was cold and hard, yet it revealed a sense of helplessness.

"Then...what should we do?" Liu Chounu looked at Song Xianglan with a blank expression and eyes full of despair.

Song Xianglan looked at Lin Fang, who lay lifeless on the hospital bed.

Hold up two fingers.

There are only two paths.

"First, divorce. Take Lin Fang back to her parents' home and sever all ties with the Geng family."

The ugly woman shuddered.

He shook his head like a rattle drum.

"How can you get a divorce? A divorced woman will be gossiped about and cursed to death."

"And as for going back to her parents' home... that old man will say it's disturbing the house and won't let her in, and Gangzi and the others will give her a hard time. How will Xiaofang face anyone after that?"

In this era.

Divorce is a serious issue for rural women.

It's like the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing; spittle can really drown a person.

"That leaves only the second option."

"Go back to the Geng family and keep enduring. Endure until the day you can't take it anymore, then either be beaten to death by Geng Yutian, or hang yourself or drown yourself, just like in your past life... just like those women who couldn't think straight."

The ugly woman's face turned deathly pale.

"No... he can't die... but Yutian admitted his mistake in front of the police, and he said he would change in the future..."

"change?"

Song Xianglan felt as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"You ugly girl, you've lived most of your life, how can you still be so naive?"

She pointed to the pitch-black night outside the window and asked, enunciating each word clearly, "Have you ever seen a dog that doesn't eat shit?"