As a result, she offended one of her closest friends.

Her friend threw a tantrum, yelling at her, "Wenjin, are you crazy? Yan Lin is uglier than a demon! Forget marrying him, just looking at him gives me nightmares! In your heart, are we all idiots? We're done! We're severing ties!"

This kind of thing never fails.

Yan Lin said directly, "Aunt Wen, please stop worrying about my marriage. I've already decided to remain single for life. What girl wouldn't be afraid of me..."

Ling's mother felt sorry for her.

But what can we do?

Fate is fickle, merciless, and powerless. She couldn't even take care of A-Ye's health, so how could she have the energy to worry about Yan Lin's marriage? Thus, the matter was dropped.

She gradually accepted reality.

Accept Ling Junye's brokenness, accept Yan Lin's ugly appearance.

But who could have predicted that the turning point would come from the Jiang family's own flesh and blood?

"How is Ling Junye recovering?" Xu Manzhi asked.

“Ah Ye has almost recovered. He asked me to come see you, saying he has something to discuss with you. Are you free?” asked Ling’s mother.

"good."

Xu Manzhi followed behind Ling's mother to the Ling family home.

The sickly boy's face remained as pale as paper.

His wound has almost healed.

I've been taking some medication as instructed by Xu Manzhi, but there's been no improvement. I'm still weak and frail.

He gets out of breath after walking just a few steps.

Upon seeing Xu Manzhi walking in through the door, Ling Junye coughed, his eyes full of questions.

"Let me see your injuries," she said.

After saying that, she tore off Ling Junye's clothes with a little force.

"ah--"

Ling's mother and her aunt let out a scream.

Ling Junye blushed instantly.

This female hooligan is quite strong... but she's not very polite.

All right.

From the first time he met Xu Manzhi, he experienced her directness firsthand.

Xu Manzhi pressed her thumb against the wound and looked up: "Does this pressure still hurt?"

Ling Junye rolled his eyes.

"My skin hurts."

"Oh, that's fine then."

Xu Manzhi wiped her hands on her body and called to the nanny, "Prepare two sets of clean clothes for him, as well as sterilized gauze and a bedpan, etc."

The aunt looked flustered and glanced at Ling's mother.

Ling's mother then looked at her son.

Ling Junye said, "Do as she says."

"Okay." The aunt left.

"Let's go to the electrical room," said Xu Manzhi.

Ling Junye clicked his tongue in amazement.

This woman really didn't stand on ceremony. Luckily, we had known each other for a while. She led the way with her upper body bare, while Ling's mother followed nervously behind.

Before long, Ling Junye led her to a very large room filled with various machines, as well as a large iron barrel with a rotating spiral.

He ordered it according to her instructions.

It cost a considerable amount of money.

Xu Manzhi walked into the room and checked the equipment one by one. Then she looked at a wooden bucket in the corner, which contained the fermented substances she had brought.

The room was filled with a rotten smell.

"Go on, crawl into the wooden tub. Without my permission, you can't scream, you can't cry, and you can't come out. If you can't take it halfway through, you'll lose your life," Xu Manzhi said.

Ling Junye gritted his teeth and nodded.

What kind of pain could he not bear?

They don't even care about their lives anymore.

What can Xu Manzhi do to him?

"Hmm, not bad. You need to maintain this composure throughout. If you really can't stand it, you can use your words to curse." She added.

"Heh, underestimating me?" Ling Junye looked impatient.

The crisscrossing scars on his arms were all from knife cuts.

The brand on my back.

He got burned.

The least valuable thing in the world is pain.

Honey, I'm so jealous and envious, I'm begging for five stars!