The doctor saw that the child's face was somewhat similar to that of the Qiao family, so he pointed to him and said, "Go from here, it's the third ward."

Although Song Ruier was studying in school, he was also observing the situation of the Qiao family.

He found that this time when the Qiao family went out, only Dacheng and Dameng came back, and there was no sign of the others.

I started to wonder if something happened to other people while they were working.

So he followed here this morning and saw Qiao Jianer bought two shops and rented them out quickly. Then he came to this clinic and took away the Qiao family.

But there is one person he has not seen yet, and that is Qiao Dayong.

Some of the others had their arms in slings, some had limping legs, and there were all kinds of conditions. Qiao Dayong's condition might be even more serious.

Could it be that he is dead?

Song Ruier stood at the door of the ward and saw Qiao Dayong lying on the bed, his body wrapped in bandages. He had his eyes closed and was in a coma. It seemed that his condition was not so bad anymore.

So the first two days may be very dangerous.

There was a hint of darkness in Song Ruier's eyes, and she stared at him sinisterly.

My uncle and father were arrested, and the Song family lost two strong laborers. Now they are inferior to others everywhere and are ridiculed and bullied from time to time.

Ultimately, it was all the Qiao family's fault. If they hadn't insisted on gathering the villagers to build the road, my uncle and father wouldn't have tried to take shortcuts and thus angered the officials.

He has been thinking for a long time, it would be great if the Qiao family were in big trouble.

Seeing that there was no one else on the corridor or in the house, Song Ruier entered the room.

He looked inside and saw a brick under another empty bed.

Song Ruier took out the brick, walked lightly towards Qiao Dayong.

The Qiao family had just left, apparently to have dinner, so he didn't have to worry about them coming back suddenly.

It was the first time Song Ruier did this kind of thing, so she was a little nervous.

Thinking about all the times he went to the Qiao family to ask for favors, they ate delicious food every day but refused to give him any benefits. They completely ignored him as their grandson and treated him worse than a stranger. They even moved away all the things of the Song family, making life very difficult for the Song family.

Every one of these things is not hatred or resentment.

The more Song Ruier thought about it, the more hatred she felt, and the more she felt that the Qiao family deserved to die.

He held the brick, tiptoed to Qiao Dayong, and slowly lifted the brick up.

This big brick can easily take Qiao Dayong's life.

Now that Qiao Dayong is dead, the Qiao family will suffer and be sad for the rest of their lives. He just wants to see the Qiao family sad and heartbroken.

Thinking about how they cried every day and every night, Song Ruier felt relieved.

"Brother, don't look for me when you get down there. It's all your Qiao family's fault."

"You must be in great pain like this. I'm here to end your suffering."

Song Ruier recited silently in her heart with a sneer on her face.

He gathered all his strength and decided to smash it all in one go, getting the job done cleanly and efficiently.

He took a deep breath and was about to hit it hard.

Suddenly a figure rushed in from outside and pushed him.

Both of them fell to the ground.

Then the figure rolled over, knelt on his stomach, and pinned him down.

A slap hit Song Ruier hard on the face.

"Where did you sneak in, you little bastard? You actually want to kill me in broad daylight. You are so cruel at such a young age."

He cursed and slapped her again.

Both sides of Song Ruier's face soon became red and swollen. He saw clearly that this was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, whom he had never seen before, and she was full of anger.

Hearing the noise, Qiao Dayong opened his eyes suddenly and saw Ling Yin holding Song Ruier and slapping her in the face.

On the ground, there was a brick, a food box, and a broken bowl, and the meat porridge was spilled all over the floor.

Combined with what Ling Yin said, Qiao Dayong already had a vague understanding of what had happened.

This little bastard actually has such sinister intentions. I know he is not a good person, but I didn't expect him to be so bad.

Watching Ling Yin beat Song Ruier, Qiao Dayong's mouth corners curled up slightly.

This girl is going crazy for him.

He didn't stop it, nor did he say anything, just watched quietly.

"Who are you? What does it have to do with you? Why are you meddling in other people's business? Do you think you are being brave and righteous? Do you think you are so great?"

When Ling Yin was tired of beating her, Song Ruier got a little break and started cursing loudly while panting and not accepting the result.

My face was burning with pain, and I was almost numb from being slapped.

"It's my business, it's my business." Ling Yin stood up and punched and kicked Song Ruier.

She was filled with fear. If she had been a second late, the brick would have already fallen and smashed Qiao Da's head. A ten-year-old child was quite strong.

"What happened?" The doctors also rushed in.

Song Ruier had a sense of crisis on his face. If he couldn't escape in time, he would be sent to the county government office. For premeditated murder, even a ten-year-old child would have to serve a prison sentence.

Those who have served prison sentences are not allowed to take the imperial examinations.

If that happens, his life will be completely ruined.

He suddenly shouted and used all his strength to push Ling Yin away, then ran to the window and escaped through it.

Because he moved too quickly, he fell when he jumped down, but he immediately got up again, crossed the street regardless of his own safety, and ran into the alley.

The doctors looked at the people who had escaped and then at the mess on the ground, their faces full of confusion.

Only then did Ling Yin realize how crazy she had been in hitting someone. Her palms were aching and her hair was messed up.

But she still felt that it was not enough. The little gangster should be sent to the government office.

"I came to check on Brother Dayong and bring him some porridge. I happened to see that guy holding up a brick and standing by the bed, trying to hit Brother Dayong on the head."

"What? There is such a thing?" The doctors were surprised.

They looked at Qiao Dayong again and felt relieved that nothing happened to him. Otherwise, how could they explain to the Qiao family?

The doctor in front said, "That guy said he was the injured man's cousin, so I let him in. It turns out he actually wanted to kill someone."

Doctor Chen's face was serious: "We can't catch up with that kid. We can only be vigilant. Everyone should check on the ward from time to time to prevent this from happening again."

After comforting Qiao Dayong for a while, the doctors went out, closed the window tightly, blocked it with something, and called a servant to guard the door.

Ling Yin's hair was messy and she felt a little embarrassed to face Qiao Dayong, so she turned her back, combed her hair with her fingers, and tied it into a bun again.

Qiao Dayong looked at her figure and picked up the wooden hairpin she had placed aside. There was a simple little flower carved on it. It was worn out and had a faint scent of a woman.

He decided to do something.

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