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

Umanyu stared coldly at Dong Sanlang:

"I regret it. The thing I regret most is how I could have been so blind as to marry you."

Dong Sanlang gritted his teeth:

"What did you say?"

Umanyu scoffed:

“Back then, you came to propose marriage, saying you would treat me well for the rest of your life. Is this how you treat me? Over the years, I have used my dowry to cover the Dong family’s shop’s continuous losses; I have been extremely filial to my mother-in-law, serving her with utmost respect no matter how she treats me; and I have been even more considerate and obedient to you, even though you have taken one concubine after another, I have never had any objections.”

Dong Sanlang shoved her to the ground and sneered contemptuously:

"You're subsidizing the Dong family's shops because you know I'm a business genius, just unlucky and temporarily losing money. You're trying to curry favor with me so you can enjoy the good life when I'm rich. As for taking a concubine, isn't that because you haven't been able to lay a child all these years? How dare you stop me from taking a concubine?"

"Perhaps you're still thinking about raising your concubine's child under your own name."

A cold glint flashed in Yinniang's eyes, but her face remained weak and frightened. She stepped forward and grabbed Dong Sanlang's sleeve, feigning a trembling voice as she said:

"Sanlang? My child~"

She touched her abdomen, hesitated to speak, and looked pitiful.

Sanlang quickly took her hand and gently coaxed her:

"Don't be afraid. How could I let your child be raised under this slut's name? Rest assured, once you give birth to your son, I will definitely keep my promise and make you my legal wife."

Yinniang immediately looked delighted, leaned lightly against his shoulder, and softly coaxed him:

"Thank you, my husband. You are the best."

His eyes, however, were defiant as he looked at Umanyu.

Umanyu showed no emotion whatsoever in the face of her provocation. Perhaps, if you don't love someone anymore, you won't get hurt.

She looked coldly at Yinniang:

"Since you're so eager to become my legal wife, then make him divorce me right now!"

Yinniang burst out laughing:

"Divorce is inevitable, it's only a matter of time. But I believe that my husband has his reasons for not divorcing you now. We women should regard our husbands as our heaven. I only know that I trust my husband, and my husband will definitely keep his promise to me."

Hearing her words, Dong Sanlang felt completely convinced. Looking at the ungrateful Wu Manyu, his disgust deepened.

"Divorce you? Ha, you wish. Let me tell you, all these years, you've held the position of the legal wife, yet you haven't borne me a single child. You are a sinner, you owe the Dong family. Even if I were to elevate Yinniang to the position of legal wife, you would only be demoted to a concubine, serving as a beast of burden in the Dong family for the rest of your life."

"Stop talking nonsense. Now, go and bring me all your remaining belongings. And serve Yinniang and my mother well, and I'll let it slide for a couple of days."

Despite the excruciating pain, Wu Manyu wiped away the blood dripping from the corner of her eye and struggled to her feet. Swaying unsteadily, she glared at Dong Sanlang and sneered.

"Don't tell me I have nothing left. Even if I did, I would rather die than give it to you."

Enraged, Dong Sanlang wanted to go forward and hit her again.

Madam Dong frowned and said:

"Alright, stop hitting her. Most of the servants in the house have already been dismissed. If you kill her, who will serve me and Yinniang?"

Yinniang became anxious:

"Mother, I'm pregnant with the Dong family's child, and I really want that ruby ​​headdress!"

Mother Dong didn't like Yin Niang either, who came from a brothel.

However, considering that she was carrying the Dong family's child, she patiently said:

"Don't worry, you'll get your share of the goodies."

As she spoke, she turned and stared contemptuously at Umanyu:

"Do you think we can't do anything if you don't hand it over? Your things are in that small place, can't we just take them ourselves?"

A look of joy flashed in Yinniang's eyes:

"That's right, experience counts. How come we didn't think of that?"

As he spoke, he looked anxiously at Dong Sanlang:

"Husband, please go and get my gemstone jewelry."

Dong Sanlang smiled indulgently:

"Okay, okay, I'll go get it right away."

Umanyu laughed mockingly:

"Take it? Heh, do you think I would leave the things with the Dong family now that I've seen through you all?"

Dong Sanlang's expression froze, and a deep anger slowly rose on his face:

"You bitch, how dare you hide my things? You're asking for death!"

Umanyu's mockery was even more extreme:

"Your things? I seem to remember that the laws of the Great Yong Dynasty have always stipulated that a woman's dowry is her private property, regardless of the circumstances. Even if she is divorced or separated from her husband, it should all be returned to her! Do you have some objection to the laws of the Great Yong Dynasty?"

Dong Sanlang was speechless, but this only enraged him further. He rushed forward and slapped Wu Manyu hard across the face, knocking her to the ground.

"You bitch, how dare you talk back to me like that? You're really asking for death!"

As Wu Manyu collapsed, her head slammed hard against the stool, further weakening her already frail body. She coughed up blood and lay on the ground, barely alive, unable to move for a long time.

Dong Sanlang didn't feel sorry for her, but he didn't want her to die either.

After all, he had already squandered the Dong family's wealth to the point of financial ruin. He still wanted Wu Manyu to be his cash cow.

He stared at Wu Manyu and cursed fiercely:

"You wretch, I'm giving you three days. Either hand over the rest of your dowry, or go to the Yu family and ask your dear sister for a hundred taels of gold."

"Don't even think about running away. If you dare to run, I'll immediately demote you to a concubine. The Great Yong Dynasty has a rule that if a concubine runs away, her family will be punished as well. You don't want your dear sister to be implicated because of you, do you?"

"If you're shameless enough not to hand over any money, then I wouldn't mind using your body to earn some."

"Oh, right, don't even think about dying. If you died, the brothel would have plenty of patrons with unusual tastes. They could make a lot of money off your corpse!"

Umanyu, who was already on the verge of death, heard his increasingly vicious words and finally vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Dong Sanlang didn't even glance at her, and with a smug-looking Yinniang in his arms, he said to Dong's mother:

"Mother, didn't we ask for thirty taels back? Hurry up and go buy some good food and drinks to nourish our Yinniang."

After saying that, he carefully escorted Yinniang away.

As Yinniang walked away, Madam Dong spat fiercely.

"If it weren't for the fact that you're pregnant, I wouldn't bother taking care of you at all."

As he spoke, his anger flared up again, and he kicked the unconscious Umanyu hard, gritting his teeth and cursing:

"unlucky!"

He quickly left as well.

No one bothered to look again at Umanyu lying on the ground to see how badly she was injured!