Bai Lan's heart ached when she heard this. She knew Thord had his own difficulties, but she also knew that if she helped Thord, he would continue his irresponsible behavior. She couldn't let him hurt her and the child again.

"This is your own mistake. You will have to bear the consequences yourself." Bai Lan said coldly, "My child and I have had enough of your irresponsibility. We don't want to be implicated by you again."

When Suode heard this, he knew he had no other choice. He could only bear the consequences of all this on his own. He hung up the phone silently, knowing he no longer had the face to beg Bai Lan for help. He silently endured all the pain and punishment.

Bai Lan on the other end of the phone was also in great pain. She knew that Soder was her past, her history, but she couldn't let herself fall into his trap again. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

Suode's creditors kept looking for him, and Bai Lan felt the pressure. She knew that if she helped Suode, she and her child would be implicated. She couldn't let herself and her child fall into this predicament again.

Bai Lan knew she had to make a decision. She couldn't have any contact with Sood anymore. She had to make the right decision for herself and her child's future.

Thord hung up the phone silently, knowing he had no other choice. He had to bear the consequences of all this on his own. His heart was filled with pain and helplessness, but he knew that this was his own choice, his own mistake.

Bai Lan took a deep breath, she knew she had made the right decision.

Not long after he hung up the phone, the creditor and a few thugs showed up at his door. Terrified, Thord quickly hid in a small room and closed the door. However, his breathing and heartbeat could still be clearly heard outside.

Soon, there was a knock on the door. Thord was terrified. He pressed himself against the door, not daring to make a sound. However, the knock did not stop, but became more and more urgent.

Suddenly, the door was flung open. Thord looked at the people outside in horror and found the creditor and several of his accomplices standing at the door. The creditor glared at Thord fiercely and then gestured to the other thugs.

The thugs immediately rushed in and dragged Thord out of the room. They pinned Thord to the ground and began to beat and torture him.

The creditor stood aside, watching Thord being abused coldly, and from time to time he would kick Thord or hit him on the head with his fist.

Thord groaned in pain and tried to struggle, but he was pinned down by several people and could not move at all. His body was filled with pain and fear, while his mind was shrouded in despair and helplessness.

The beating and torture lasted for a long time, until Thord was no longer able to struggle and resist. Finally, the creditor and his thugs stopped and watched with satisfaction as Thord lay on the ground gasping in pain.

"When will you pay me back the money you owe me?" the creditor stared at him fiercely, his eyes piercing through him. His voice was harsh and merciless, like a sharp knife, cutting through Thord's psychological defenses.

Thord lowered his head and remained silent, his hands clenched tightly together, his knuckles turning white from the strain. His body trembled slightly, as if enduring endless fear and anxiety. He knew that no matter how much he explained or begged for mercy, he could not change this cruel reality.

"I... I don't have the money right now, but I will definitely pay it back. Give me a few more days." Thord's voice was trembling and weak, like the autumn wind gently blowing through the withered yellow leaves. He lowered his eyes, not daring to meet the creditor's cold gaze.

"How long have I given you grace?

"Do you think we're fools, so easy to fool?" The creditor's voice was like cold steel, cold and ruthless. He glared at Thord, as if seeing through him. His eyes were filled with anger and contempt, as if mocking Thord's weakness and incompetence.

Thord felt his heart beating in his throat, and his body felt like it was thrown into an ice cellar, surrounded by cold and fear. He knew that he had no way out and he had to find a way to solve this problem.

"It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet, brothers, give him a good beating." As the creditor's voice fell, a group of his men immediately rushed forward. The sticks and swords in their hands flashed coldly in the sunlight, and every swing brought a sharp sound of wind.

Thord tried to resist, but he knew it was futile. His body was struck again and again, each blow like a hammer hitting him, causing unbearable pain. His cries and pleas for mercy echoed in the air, but no one came to save him.

As the creditor stared at him fiercely, Thord felt terrified. He dared not speak or make any move to resist, for he knew that his creditor's threats were not empty.

Several thugs began to beat and torture Sood. They kicked him, punched him, and some even picked up sticks or belts to whip him.

Thord screamed in pain, but he was unable to resist the attacks. His body was kicked so hard that he could hardly move, but he still tried to stand up and not let his body fall down.

"You can't do this to me!" Thord shouted, but his voice was drowned out by the beatings and pain.

Time seemed to stop, and every second seemed to stretch uncontrollably long. Thord's ears rang with the whistling of clubs and swords. His body felt as if it were being torn apart. Pain and fear made it almost impossible for him to breathe. His eyes began to blur, and everything around him became blurry.

The thugs continued to beat Thord until they were satisfied. Thord's body was covered with wounds and bruises, and he felt that he was about to die.

Finally, the thugs left. Sood struggled to his bed, the pain keeping him awake. He felt powerless to do anything, not even get out of bed or call for help.

An hour later, Sood's neighbors noticed his condition. They saw Sood lying on the ground in pain, unable to move. His face was covered in sweat, his face was pale, and he looked very weak.

His face was pale and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, indicating that his body was experiencing great pain.

His eyes were weak and empty, as if he had lost hope in life.

The ambulance arrived at the scene quickly and doctors quickly performed a preliminary examination on Sood.

Emergency personnel treated Sood's injuries quickly and efficiently, putting an oxygen mask on him and administering painkillers.

In the car, Sood's vision began to blur and his body trembled weakly.