Chapter 110 Old man, why don't you just die?
Little Su Bao's face also turned pale. The little bundle of milk could even see Doctor Song's head hit the wall and instantly turn into stars...
The little one ate at Grandpa Song's house; Grandpa Song is a good man...
Little Su Bao suddenly rushed out, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Su Bao!" Qian was shocked and hurriedly chased after him. Tang Qi's expression also changed. He disregarded what he was holding and rushed towards the little baby.
Little Su Bao rushed to the wall that Dr. Song was about to crash into.
With a thud.
Dr. Song's head bumped into the baby's stomach.
"Ah..." Little Su Bao cried out in pain.
Doctor Song staggered and sat down on the ground.
"You old bastard, why don't you just die!" A vicious voice came from not far away.
He was a man in his thirties, reeking of alcohol, with bloodshot eyes.
Tang Qi rushed over and kicked him. If anything happened to his little sister, he would make sure this guy died a horrible death!
Qian ignored everything else and rushed to Xiao Su Bao, immediately picking up the little bundle of milk.
"Does your tummy hurt? Mommy will take you to the doctor..." Madam Qian quickly picked up Xiao Su Bao and was about to leave.
After a brief pause, Dr. Song immediately looked at Madam Qian.
"No, don't touch her, let me take a look!" Doctor Song didn't dare let Madam Qian touch Xiao Su Bao, so he quickly reached out and placed his hand on Xiao Su Bao's wrist.
Little Su Bao managed a weak smile, her voice trembling: "Mom, I'm fine, this little injury is nothing!"
Even though she said that, when people showed concern for her, her small eyes still wanted to cry, and her little nose tingled.
It's not that Su Bao wants to cry, it's that her little eyes are being disobedient...
"Cry if you want to cry. Your mother is here to protect you. Don't be afraid. Nothing is a big deal. Look how pale you are!" Madam Qian felt heartbroken and couldn't help but look at the wrist of the little baby that Doctor Song was holding.
Dr. Song's fingers trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
As soon as my finger touched the ground, I sensed something was wrong.
"Her physical condition is not serious for now, but her body was already in a state of disrepair. Now that I have bumped into her, she may have suffered internal injuries. She needs to be carefully cared for. Be careful and lay her flat on the oxcart to my place!" Doctor Song stood up with difficulty, his face pale.
He had just learned from Su Daguang that someone was forcing them to sell their house, so Dr. Song thought of letting the Tang family stay at their house for the night.
Who knew that as soon as I saw them, I would be...
"Old man, can't you see them beating your son? You still let them come home to live? Are you out of your mind?!" the man roared, his eyes filled with madness.
Tang Qi, his face grim, slapped the man across the face.
"I appreciate Dr. Song's kindness, but I'd better not go!" Madam Qian felt sorry for Xiao Su Bao and had no desire to go to the Song family.
This Dr. Song is a good doctor, but his son is a real scoundrel.
The thugs were stunned by what they saw. They were all thugs and often got injured.
So they attacked everyone, but they never managed to defeat Dr. Song.
Because Dr. Song saved that hoodlum's life.
"You little bastard, you're hitting people again! What did I tell you last time? Have you forgotten?" The thug, with a stern face, led more than twenty men and rushed over from behind.
The thugs grabbed Song Shi by the hair and dragged him aside.
Qian protected the little baby, not wanting her to see the brutal scene over there.
Dr. Song took a breath and saw his son being beaten, his eyes filled with heartache and helplessness.
"Dad, help!" Song Shi was also woken up by the beating.
He quickly looked to Doctor Song for help. His voice was pitiful and shrill, a stark contrast to his previous ferocity.
Madam Qian looked at Doctor Song with a slight frown.
“Spoiling a child is like killing a child. If it weren’t for our daughter taking the fall for you just now, you would probably have died here…” Madam Qian couldn’t help but say.
Dr. Song didn't speak. He stood up shakily and walked step by step to his son.
"Old Song, that old woman is right. You can't control your son. Hand him over to me, and I'll make sure he's completely obedient. Otherwise, next time we'll have to collect your corpse!" the thug said angrily, also expressing his disappointment in his son.
The old man can't stand up on his own, so it's not appropriate for outsiders like us to interfere.
Qian glanced at the thug, who immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly shut up.
“You’re the old woman, your whole family are old women…” Tang Qi cursed directly.
Little Su Bao glared at the hooligans, thinking that her mother was the best mother in the world!
Little Su Bao's tummy still hurt a little, but she still held Qian Shi's hand and said, "Mom, you're the best!"
Madam Qian felt a pang of tenderness and heartache. The little girl was clearly in pain and her face was pale, yet she was still thinking about her feelings.
Qian's expression turned even more unpleasant as she looked at Song Shi.
If Dr. Song is someone who flatters his son and can't distinguish right from wrong, then they should avoid having any contact in the future!
At this moment, Dr. Song slowly walked up to Song Shi.
When Song Shi saw that the old man had indeed come to rescue him again, he was secretly delighted.
Sure enough, that old man was a fool.
Once he finds the Qingnang Jing, he'll kill this old bastard...
With this thought in mind, a smile appeared on his face.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. Looking at his son's appearance, Dr. Song could easily guess what he was thinking.
"Old man, don't be silly. This kid is an ungrateful wretch. Don't be fooled by him..." The gang leader standing to the side couldn't stand it anymore and said.
No matter how bad these people are, they wouldn't be cruel to their own family. But this kid is someone who doesn't recognize his own relatives.
"Dad, I just drank too much. Don't listen to them. We're father and son..." He pretended to be pitiful to gain sympathy, and even shed two tears.
Little Su Bao watched this scene from Qian Shi's arms, her brows furrowed.
"Grandpa Song..." she called out softly.
She noticed that Grandpa Song seemed very sad, and she felt as if she could empathize with his sadness.
Her family had treated her the same way—deceiving and betraying her…
She was very sad, very sad.
The little dumpling's voice was soft and sweet: "Grandpa Song, don't be afraid!"
Dr. Song paused, his back hunching over.
He raised his son for decades!
Everyone else was blaming him, but the little baby was comforting himself, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The old man squatted down and looked at Song Shi, who was lying on the ground looking disheveled.
The latter, with joy in his eyes, was about to speak when he suddenly froze.
"Slap..." Doctor Song raised his hand and slapped his son hard across the face.
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