Yang Qingwen hesitated for a moment when he heard this, but in that moment, Yang Chuxia saw some resentment in his eyes.
Certainly, she knew that someone with a temperament as similar to Yang Xiao’an’s as Yang Qingwen’s wouldn’t admit his mistake easily.
"Xiaxia, Qingwen knows he’s wrong, he really does." Seeing Yang Chuxia’s words, Ms. Ye knew that Yang Chuxia wouldn’t let this matter go easily, and she pleaded with her.
"What are you trying to do by telling me all this, aunty? I’ve already said that we still have grievances about what happened that day. Whether he knows he’s wrong or not is his own concern. As long as he doesn’t bother me, I won’t take revenge on him. I really don’t understand what you are trying to do today." Yang Chuxia asked Ms. Ye, quite confused.
Indeed, she really didn’t understand what the mother and son were up to.
Apologize? What was left for them to apologize for? They had already been punished.
"Xiaxia, Xiaxia." Hearing this, Ms. Ye hurriedly knelt down and moved forward, pleading while kneeling, "Xiaxia, Qingwen has been punished, and he dares not do it again. Please, could you find it in your heart to let Divine Doctor Mu take a look at Qingwen’s leg? He’s still young and can’t be a cripple for the rest of his life."
Now Yang Chuxia finally understood the mother and son’s intentions—they aimed for Mu Shaoling.
When Mu Shaoling first came to the Yang Family, no one knew that he was a divine doctor. Only later, after staying for a while, did they somehow learn that he was a divine doctor. However, due to his unpredictable temperament, no one dares to ask him for medical help.
The mother and son, Ms. Ye, had a good idea this time.
"Since you know about Divine Doctor Mu, you should know that he has already left a few days ago." Yang Chuxia said coldly, "What’s the use of asking me? Do you think I can find Divine Doctor Mu for you?"
Ms. Ye’s face became dull when she heard this, and she didn’t know what to say.
Yang Chuxia looked at her with amusement in her heart, thinking, was she crazy? It was Yang Chuxia who had spent money to cripple Yang Xiao’an, and as a result, Yang Qingwen ended up too. Would she really pay someone to heal the person she paid to injure? How sick was she?
What was Ms. Ye thinking, anyway?
Yang Chuxia sneered, "You must be mistaken! Your son wanted to kill me back then, and now you’re asking me to find someone to heal him? What are you thinking? Do you think I’m some kind of pushover?"
She continued, "Just look at that viciousness in the depths of your son’s eyes. If I find someone to help him get better now, is he going to stab me in the back again later? You think I’m stupid?"
Yang Qingwen’s face turned pale at her words, and Ms. Ye didn’t know what to say.
However, Yang Qingwen was still unwilling to give up. After hearing about this matter from his mother last night, he had been planning accordingly.
"Sister Xiaxia, I wouldn’t do that, I swear I won’t. Otherwise, I’ll be struck by lightning and die a terrible death."
Yang Qingwen swore profusely to prove his sincerity.
But sometimes things were just too coincidental. Quanya County was located in the south, and it was the season of heavy rain. Occasionally, there would be thunder and lightning.
Just as Yang Qingwen finished his last few words, a thunderclap could be heard from outside.
Yang Chuxia looked at him with an ironic smile, "See? Even the heavens don’t believe you!"
Yang Qingwen’s face darkened and looked ugly. Although he was only eleven years old, the viciousness on his face was even worse than that of an adult.