Chapter 201 Who beat you up like this?
Song Chen pinched his brow. "Has Xiao Xu gone mad? What did he say to Dad?"
"He called your dad a good-for-nothing!" Xu Wantang was almost going crazy. She was a little slow, and Song Qingshi, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, put on his clothes and rushed out of the room. "Mom is not talking to you anymore. I'm driving to the hospital."
Song Chen hung up the phone and glanced at Lin Xi. "Xi Xi, I might not be able to take you home."
"What happened to Song Xu?" Lin Xi guessed what Song Xu had done based on Song Chen's words. "Did he curse Uncle Song?"
That's unlikely. Song Xu is usually quite afraid of his father, so what's wrong with him today?
"Sweetie, you and Xixi take a taxi back together," Song Chen said to Bai Tiantian. "I'm afraid you might accidentally get hurt later, and it's not really appropriate for you two to be there."
Bai Tiantian wanted to stay and watch the excitement, but she knew what was important, so she nodded and left with Lin Xi.
Lin Xi kept turning back to look at Song Xu, worried about him. "Brother, you must hold Uncle Song back and prevent him from hitting Song Xu."
Song Chen nodded, waved to them, and told them to leave quickly.
Not long after Lin Xi and Bai Tiantian left, Song Qingshi arrived, carrying a wooden stick in his hand after getting out of the car.
Song Chen had been waiting downstairs. When he saw Song Qing, he quickly stopped him, saying, "Dad, why are you carrying a stick?"
Song Chen tried to snatch the wooden stick from Song Qingshi's hand, but Song Qingshi dodged it, looking furious. "Where is that beast? Where is he?"
"Dad, calm down," Song Chen stood in front of Song Qingshi, trying to stall his father and wait for his mother to arrive. "Do you know that Xiao Xu got into a fight last night?"
"He lost?" Song Qingshi asked.
“It should be. I haven’t gone up to see him yet,” Song Chen said. “Xi Xi told me this morning that he was seriously injured.”
“That’s perfect, I don’t need to chase after him anymore,” Song Qingshi sneered. “This brat lost a fight outside and came home to act like a hero, and he even dared to talk back to me. Today I’m going to teach him who’s in charge in this house.”
Song Chen tried to persuade him for a long time to no avail. Song Qingshi pushed him away, picked up the stick, and went upstairs.
Song Chen had no choice but to follow.
Song Xu lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, not paying any attention to Old Master Song.
Grandpa Song sat on the sofa, fuming, and wouldn't leave, waiting for his son to come and vent his anger for him.
The door to the ward was kicked open, and Song Xu lay stiffly on the bed without even opening his eyes.
Song Qingshi entered the ward, carrying a stick, and went straight to the bed. He raised the stick to strike, but when he saw Song Xu's face, which was covered in bruises, he didn't hit him.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Song Chen snatched the wooden stick from Song Qingshi's hand. He glanced at Song Xu and frowned, not expecting his younger brother to be beaten so badly.
Song Qingshi grabbed Song Xu by the collar and pulled him up. "Don't play dead, you brat! Who beat you up like this?"
Song Xu opened his eyes, his gaze dull and lifeless. He glanced at Song Qingshi, then closed his eyes again. "Dad, please don't ask anymore."
"What do you mean, brat? What do you mean I shouldn't ask?" Song Qingshi shook Song Xu violently. "Is there anyone in Jiangbei City that I, Song Qingshi, can't mess with?"
"Dad, be gentle," Song Chen said as he freed Song Xu. "Xiao Xu still has two broken ribs."
"What!" Song Qingshi was furious. His son could be beaten by himself without any problem, but he couldn't stand being beaten by others. "Explain yourself clearly, who beat you like this?"
Song Xu opened his eyes again, this time with tears glistening in them, "Dad..."
"Bang!" The ward door was pushed open again, and Xu Wantang rushed in in a panic.
"Xiao Xu!" Xu Wantang saw Song Xu on the hospital bed, swayed slightly, and then rushed over to him. "Xiao Xu, what happened to you?"
Xu Wantang cried as she hit Song Qingshi, "Song Qingshi, I want a divorce from you, how could you do this to Xiao Xu like this!"
"Xiao Xu is already pitiful enough. Your Song family is a den of wolves and tigers. No one will be safe here. I will take Xiao Xu and Chen Chen away from your Song family right now."
“From now on, they will all take my surname, Xu. You can take whose surname you want. Anyway, I don’t want you anymore.”
“I will live with my two sons and two good daughters-in-law from now on. You and your father can go there and marry whomever you want.”
"Wife, calm down," Song Qingshi hugged Xu Wantang tightly. He had heard the word "divorce" too many times recently, and he was very scared because his wife was capable of doing it. "I didn't hit Xiao Xu. I haven't even laid a hand on him yet."
"You didn't hit me?" Xu Wantang asked, tears still glistening in her eyes. "Then who did?"
"I'm asking questions right now, and you come in and start hitting and scolding me without even asking what happened," Song Qingshi said, her eyes filled with grievance.
Xu Wantang snorted, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at Song Xu, "Xiao Xu, be good, tell Mommy who beat you up like this?"
“Mom…” Song Xu’s chin trembled, “I dare not say.”
“What’s there to be afraid of?” Xu Wantang held Song Xu’s hand. “Your father, mother and brother are here. We’ll make the decision for you.”
Grandpa Song sat on the sofa, breathing heavily through his nostrils. Didn't any of them see him?
Hearing Xu Wantang's words, he became even angrier. How could his father, mother, and brother all make decisions for Song Xu, but he, as the grandfather, couldn't?
Song Xu glanced at Grandpa Song, his Adam's apple bobbing. "It was... Grandpa who beat me up like this."
Grandpa Song swayed slightly, but fortunately the caregiver caught him.
Song Qingshi, Xu Wantang, and Song Chen all looked at Old Master Song at the same time, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"Dad, why did you beat Xiaoxu like this?" Song Qingshi asked, puzzled. Song Xu was his own grandson. Even if he didn't like him, he shouldn't have been so cruel.
“Dad, even if you have a lot of complaints about Xiaoxu, you can’t hit him,” Xu Wantang’s tears flowed again. “Are you slapping me in the face?”
“Grandpa,” Song Chen frowned, “Xiao Xu is frail. If you want to vent your anger in the future, just hit me.”
Song Xu gripped the sheets tightly under the covers. Hearing Song Chen say that he was delicate, he almost lost his composure. How could he be delicate!
Old Master Song's hands trembled. He stood up, leaning on his cane, and walked step by step to the bedside. He raised his cane and smashed it against Song Xu, shouting, "You unfilial son, how dare you falsely accuse me!"
Song Chen caught the cane. "Grandpa, if you hit Xiaoxu with that cane, you'll ruin him."
He lay on top of Song Xu, exposing his back, and said, "If you want to hit me, then hit me. Hit me until you're calm down. You can't be angry right now."
"You...you..." Old Master Song pointed at the two brothers on the hospital bed, "Beasts, you're all beasts!"
Xu Wantang was furious. She punched Song Qingshi hard, yelling, "Song Qingshi, I'm not going to live with you anymore, you beast!"
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