Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

"Crack~"

With a crisp slap, Wu Manyu collapsed to the ground. Her disheveled hair fell across her pale face, making her appear even thinner and paler.

Mother Dong glared at her with resentment and cursed:

"You little bitch, how dare you cut off my livelihood! You're asking for it!"

He got angrier and angrier as he talked, rushed up to her, grabbed her hair, and slapped her face more than a dozen times, left and right.

He continued slapping and cursing at the same time.

"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death, you barren hen! You little bitch, you dead bitch~~~"

At the entrance, a man with a fairly handsome appearance, but who looked weak and exhausted, stared at Wu Manyu with disgust.

In his arms was a woman with a seductive and alluring smile, who clearly wasn't a respectable person.

This man was none other than Wu Manyu's husband, Dong Sanlang.

And in his arms was Yinniang, the concubine he had redeemed from the brothel.

Yinniang looked at Wu Manyu, whose face was bruised and swollen, with disgust. She covered her nose with a silk handkerchief and pretended to gag.

"Ugh, she's disgusting."

Dong Sanlang immediately felt a pang of tenderness and hugged her even tighter, gently stroking her lower abdomen with one hand, and softly coaxing her:

"I told you not to come over, not to come over, but you insisted on coming over. You're so delicate, it wouldn't be good if you got scared."

Yinniang gave him a reproachful look, then stroked her barely noticeable belly and said coquettishly:

"Hmph, are you worried about me, or about your son?"

That alluring gaze sent shivers down Dong Sanlang's spine. He couldn't care less about anything else and planted a fierce kiss on her cheek.

“My darling, of course I’m worried about you, and I’m also worried about our son.”

Yinniang, satisfied, covered her mouth and smiled, looking at Madam Dong and saying softly:

"Alright, Mother, stop hitting her. Although the Yu family said they wouldn't let you come over anymore, I just don't believe that Wu Manting would really abandon her only sister. Oh dear, could it be that you're deliberately provoking Old Madam Yu so we won't have to go to your sister for money again?"

Reminded by her, Madam Dong had an "I see" look on her face. She slapped Wu Manyu hard, then kicked her repeatedly. Wu Manyu, who was kneeling on the ground, kicked her several times and cursed:

"You little bitch, how dare you lie to me. Yinniang is already pregnant with our Dong family's child. It's fine if you can't lay an egg, but if you have any conscience, go and get more money to buy Yinniang some tonics so she can nourish herself and give our Dong family a healthy and chubby grandson."

"Even if it's compensation, you can't afford to lay eggs anymore. You have no money, and your bitch sister gave you some, but you still refused. You're such a selfish little bitch, an ingrate."

Yinniang gently pinched Dong Sanlang and gave him a look.

Dong Sanlang immediately understood, pinched her small cheek, and looked coldly at Wu Manyu, whose head was lowered and whose face could not be seen:

"Oh, right, I remember there was a set of ruby ​​jewelry of excellent quality in your dowry. Take it out now and give it to Yinniang. Consider it your way of thanking Yinniang for helping our Dong family to have more descendants."

His tone was so matter-of-fact, it was clear that Umanyu had always been accommodating to his every request.

However, after waiting for a long time, Umanju on the ground remained motionless, showing no intention of getting up.

Yinniang got impatient, pushed Dong Sanlang, and said coquettishly:

"Sanlang~ Look at her~"

Dong Sanlang quickly gestured for her not to rush, then glared at Wu Manyu and roared:

"What are you waiting for! Didn't you hear me?! Go get it right now! Do you want to die?!"

Fearing that Yinniang would be angry and hurt her unborn grandson, Madam Dong kicked Wu Manyu hard and scolded:

"You bitch, what are you waiting for! You want to die?!"

Umanyu, who had been keeping her head down, slowly raised it.

At this moment, her eyes no longer held the usual weakness and forbearance. Instead, they were filled with deep gloom and hatred as she stared intently at Dong Sanlang, as if she wanted to devour his flesh.

However, her change only momentarily stunned Dong Sanlang, followed by a sudden surge of anger. How could he tolerate her, who had always been submissive and obedient, suddenly wanting to rebel?

Dong Sanlang gently released Yinniang, his face cold and sinister. He rushed over to Wu Manyu, grabbed her by the collar, and lifted her up.

"You wretch, what kind of expression is that? Are you provoking me? As expected, you're a motherless wretch, daring to disobey your husband like this. How could I have married such a wretch like you? You've truly tarnished the reputation of our Dong family."

No matter what he said, Umanyu remained staring at him with a gloomy and hateful expression.

Dong Sanlang became even angrier, punching her twice hard in the face, making her nose bleed, before sneering:

"Keep glaring at me, you bitch, keep glaring at me!"

However, even though she was beaten so badly that she almost fainted, Wu Manyu still stared at him with a vicious glare.

Enraged, Dong Sanlang relentlessly slapped her face repeatedly until blood began to seep from Wu Manyu's eyes, which were so swollen she could barely open them.

"You bitch, you're glaring at me, aren't you? Go ahead and glare at me again if you dare! If you dare glare at me again, I'll beat you until you regret it!"

Umanyu, her entire body broken and swaying precariously, still managed a mocking smile at the corners of her lips:

"Do I regret it? Yes, I really regret it!"

Dong Sanlang smiled proudly:

"See, you're such a jerk. You only regretted it and begged for mercy after I started hitting you. Alright, hurry up and get the ruby ​​headdress, and I'll reluctantly stop hitting you for now!"

Suddenly, Umanyu burst into laughter.

For a moment, he couldn't stop laughing, and tears streamed down his face.

Dong Sanlang couldn't help but frown as she laughed.

What are you laughing at?