Yang Shuhuan pointed at Ning Yin and questioned her, but she didn't care about Zhou Fusheng's life or death at all; to her, Zhou Fusheng was just a pawn to be discarded.

The so-called position of general manager and the beautiful women were all empty promises she made to fool this fool.

Zhou Fusheng was now deathly pale, curled up on the ground and rolling around incessantly.

The audience grew increasingly excited, feeling that their visit today had been well worth it.

Not only did they witness the dead come back to life, but they also saw this ridiculous scene.

Most importantly, those who oppressed ordinary people by abusing their power received the punishment they deserved, which can be considered as a way of venting their anger.

Now they all admire Ning Yin's skills, and several doctors have even secretly resolved to become Ning Yin's apprentices after this matter is over.

"Miss, Dr. Ning saved someone's life and didn't steal anything from you. Why are you still so relentless? If you ask me, you should be the ones kneeling down and apologizing to Dr. Ning!"

"Exactly! This guy is shameless! He bullies people like this just because he has some power!"

"Shameless slut, get out of here!"

The crowd was full of people speaking up for Ning Yin, and they all condemned Yang Shuhuan for abusing her power and being extremely malicious.

Several elderly women who had previously received treatment from Ning Yin clenched their fists and began to grab rotten vegetable leaves and pig feed from their baskets and smash them onto Yang Shuhuan's head.

Yang Shuhuan was suddenly hit by a handful of rotten vegetable leaves, leaving her hair disheveled.

The silk and satin dress she had specially changed into today was also greeted with a few rotten eggs.

Enraged, Yang Shuhuan burst into laughter and went berserk, pointing at the "troublemakers" and cursing them.

"You poor bastards, if you dare hit me, I'll strip you naked..."

Before she could finish speaking, a rotten egg hit her nose squarely.

Yang Shuhuan let out a bloodcurdling roar, and the rotten vegetable leaves and curses surged in like a giant wave.

"Shameless! Get out! Shameless! Get out!"

"What are you all standing there for? We're here today to demolish the Ning family's medical clinic. Are you going to disobey General Shen's orders?!"

Yang Shuhuan stomped her feet in anger and shouted at the dozen or so guards.

The guards exchanged a glance, then quickly drew their long swords and threatened the people outside the house.

These people were unarmed, and when they saw the gleaming broadsword, they trembled and scattered like birds and beasts.

At that time, only Yang Shuhuan, Ning Yin, and a few others remained in the room.

Yang Shuhuan vigorously wiped her cheeks with a handkerchief, finally feeling that she had regained some face, and glanced at Ning Yin with a cold smile.

"Ningyin, you care about this clinic the most, right? I'll turn it into ruins right now!"

She was now desperate and didn't want to pretend anymore. After all, smashing up this dilapidated courtyard wouldn't quell the anger in her heart.

With a wave of his hand, the dozen or so guards brandished their long swords and began hacking wildly at the beams and pillars of the house.

"Ning Yin, aren't you arrogant? Today I'm going to trample all your arrogance under my feet. What can you do to me? I want to see if that wild man from last time will come to save you again!"

Yang Shuhuan spoke through gritted teeth, but the smile on her face was sinister and vicious, as if she had gone mad.

She always manages to turn the tide in this final round. Even if Ning Yin can counter every move, so what? In the end, she still ends up in a sorry state.

Just as Yang Shuhuan was getting carried away with her triumph, two tall figures suddenly appeared at the door.

The man at the head of the group wore a black robe embroidered with gold, exuding an air of nobility and aloofness.

Seeing the mess inside, a murderous aura suddenly appeared on her beautiful face, shrouding everything around her in a chill.

Xiao Xuan suddenly looked up at Ning Yin, feeling a pang of guilt.

He reviewed a lot of memorials today, so he was indeed late, leaving her to bear so much alone.

After watching for a while, Xiao Xuan shifted his gaze from Ning Yin's face and instead gave Yang Shuhuan a cold look.

Yang Shuhuan was still immersed in the pleasure she had just experienced and was completely unaware of the danger that was approaching until a clear, cold, and deep voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"If you're in such a hurry to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

Yang Shuhuan was taken aback, feeling that the voice was like a demon from the abyss, sending chills down her spine.

She hurriedly turned her head to look, but before she could react, she heard a slap, and Yang Shuhuan instinctively covered her left cheek with her eyes wide open in anger.

"You—slap!"

Another crisp slap landed on Yang Shuhuan's right cheek, leaving her momentarily dazed.

He couldn't even speak clearly, only managing to squeeze out two words from his throat: "Insolence..."

Xiao Xuan scoffed, his icy gaze sweeping over the woman, his voice indifferent: "You're courting death..."

After saying that, he stepped forward, grabbed Yang Shuhuan by the back of her neck, and slammed her heavily against a pillar.

Yang Shuhuan's head throbbed with a loud bang, causing even the pillar to sway slightly. She was in so much pain that she almost fainted.

The guards who were originally doing odd jobs at the clinic then realized that something was wrong and wanted to step forward to protect them.

After exchanging blows with Qingying for several rounds, they discovered that this person possessed extremely high martial arts skills, and every move he made was able to accurately strike their vital points.

Several guards fell to the ground, including Zhou Fusheng, who also died under Qingying's sword.

The others brandished their long swords, but sensing they had encountered a formidable foe, they dared not advance.

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here now, or else!"

Qingying's threat was so subtle that it sent a chill down the spines of the group.

They exchanged a few glances, then desperately tried to get around him and ran away in a flash.

Even if I don't work in the general's mansion, even if I don't have wealth and honor, it doesn't matter.

But if you really lose your life, what's the point?

At this moment, Yang Shuhuan's head was pressed firmly against the pillar by Xiao Xuan.

He used his full strength, and Yang Shuhuan's delicate neck was already being squeezed so hard it was making a cracking sound.

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