"Acting! Keep acting!" Zhang Juyun, seeing Qin Fen’s behavior, grew infuriated. She advanced and slapped Qin Fen on both sides of his face, then kicked him over onto the ground.
Qin Fen’s body curled up, his hands clutched desperately at his groin, as he writhed in pain on the ground.
Song Jincai, seeing this, sensed something amiss, "Stop! Don’t hit him anymore! By the looks of it, he’s not faking."
"Ah! Ah——!" Qin Fen screamed in agony.
The commotion alerted Qin Ru Hai and Li Junping inside the house. They heard the uproar from the courtyard and hurried out.
What they saw turned their faces pale with fright.
"Qin Fen! My son!" No matter how angry she had been at her son on an ordinary day, seeing him in agony on the ground, all her grievances vanished. Seeing where he was holding, she feared only that some misfortune might befall him.
"Mom! It hurts! I’m dying of pain!" Qin Fen wailed so miserably that Li Junping felt her heart breaking.
"Sins! Such sins!" Qin Ru Hai, pointing at the dumbstruck Song Family of three, began to curse, "How did my Qin Family ever offend you, for you to beat my son ! If anything happens to Qin Fen, let me tell you, I won’t let you off! You ruin those two ounces of flesh on Qin Fen, and you’re ruining Yueqin’s happiness! You’d better weigh carefully what you’ve done!"
"Enough! Why are you wasting words with them? Hurry and find a car to take him to the hospital!" Li Junping yelled at Qin Ru Hai.
"Qin Jian is back. He’s at An Hao’s place; he came in a security guard’s vehicle," Yueqin said, panicked. She had thought about divorcing Qin Fen, about wanting her parents to beat him up severely, but she never intended to cripple him.
She had used all her strength in that kick but had not expected it to miss its mark quite .
Qin Ru Hai rushed off to the An Family’s place in haste.
Qin Jian and his wife were still catching their breath when they heard Qin Ru Hai’s frantic shouting outside, "Jianzi! Jianzi! Your brother’s had an accident."
Qin Jian was startled and quickly came out of the house.
Seeing Qin Ru Hai’s face streaked with tears, he said, "Qin Fen’s injured his lifeline, and he’s writhing on the ground in pain! You must take him to the hospital quickly."
"Okay, Dad, don’t worry. I’m on it," Qin Jian replied, then turned to An Shuchao and said, "Dad, I’m sorry! I’ll come sit with you another time."
"No problem. Off you go! Qin Fen’s condition is what matters," An Shuchao urged quickly.
With Qin Jian leaving, An Hao naturally followed suit.
Having just arrived, they were now set to leave once more.
Qin Fen had been injured, so naturally Qin Ru Hai and his wife had to follow. Six people crammed into a small car and headed for Nancheng City.
The Song Family of three were left utterly dumbfounded.
"Old Song, what do you think, will Qin Fen end up okay? He seemed to be seriously hurt," Zhang Juyun said fretfully.
"Who knows!" Song Jincai wore a face full of worry, "If he’s really been kicked that badly..."
"Then our Yueqin will end up a young widow, won’t she?" Zhang Juyun broke down in great sobs, "My poor Yueqin..."
No one should even think about it!
She would divorce Qin Fen! Divorce!
In the hospital, Qin Fen was taken for an examination, and the Qin Family, hearts filled with trepidation, waited outside for the results.