"My son, what will you do if your ears are broken..."

"If I had known this was the case, I shouldn't have asked you to deliver dumplings..."

"My poor son!"

Mrs. Sun cried so hard that her heart broke, and her tears almost drowned Da'an.

In the wheelchair over there, Yang Huazhong stood up slowly with his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair.

The man moved his legs, one step at a time, towards the three girls here.

"Third brother, you have good legs, be careful!"

Yang Huazhou rushed over and supported Yang Huazhong.

However, Yang Huazhong pushed Yang Huazhou away, and the man walked step by step to Sun's mother.

Then he stretched out his arms and wrapped them in his arms.

"My Qing'er is right, even the King of Heaven and I can't do anything to her!"

The man's eyes swept over the people in the yard and spoke word by word.

"My son can't just receive this beating in vain. Mom, you need to go get him a doctor..."

"I bother!"

Before Yang Huazhong could finish his words, Mr. Tan cut them off.

"You little bastard, Third Brother, do you think you will be the best in the world just because you can stand up?"

Tan cursed through gritted teeth.

"You crawled out of my intestines. I beat you as a matter of course, but you can't even touch your son?"

"You haven't compensated for the pot of dumplings yet, and you still want me to pay for the medical expenses? You're dreaming!"

Yang Huazhong was spat all over his face by Tan.
Chapter completed!