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

Dong Family Courtyard

Mother Dong kicked open the door and stormed in, grabbing Wu Manyu, who was lying on the bed barely alive with her face covered in dry, blood-stained skin, and pulling her hair violently.

They dragged her off the bed and all the way to the yard before throwing her violently to the ground.

Umanyu's already battered body was further bruised from bumping into the threshold. Her clothes were also disheveled from being dragged around.

Wu Manyu tried to raise her hand to protect her exposed skin, but she simply didn't have the strength to do so.

"Oh dear, what's wrong with you, sister? It's one thing to be dirty, but to be so shameless as to be so naked. Wow, this is truly an eye-opener! Is this what a well-bred lady should be like?"

Yinniang leaned against Dong Sanlang's chest, covered her nose, and glanced at Wu Manyu with a sarcastic and disgusted look.

Dong Sanlang carefully embraced her, saying with disgust:

"What kind of well-bred lady is she? She's just the daughter of a poor family, and she's even said to bring bad luck to her father, mother, and the whole family. If it weren't for our kind heart back then, how could she have married into our Dong family?"

Yinniang feigned surprise and exclaimed in alarm:

"Oh dear, she's so unlucky, won't she bring bad luck to our child!"

Dong Sanlang quickly hugged her tightly and gently coaxed her:

"Don't be afraid, my little darling, your husband is here to protect you."

Wu Manyu didn't even glance at them; her eyes were vacant as she stared at the sky above the courtyard. A few small birds circled merrily in the air, their reflections in her lifeless eyes creating a stark contrast.

Madam Dong glared at Dong Sanlang with displeasure:

"Alright, enough with the nonsense. I told you, stay out here less, or you might hurt my precious grandson."

Yinniang glanced at Dong Sanlang with a wronged expression, her red lips pouting.

Dong Sanlang was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to argue with his mother, so he vented his anger on Wu Manyu.

He lightly pinched Yinniang's lower back, released her, walked directly to Wu Manyu, kicked her hard, and cursed:

"I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to marry such a jinx. Not only can't you lay eggs, but you're also a selfish and miserly wretch. Let me tell you, don't play dead. You only have two choices today: either hand over all the money and jewelry you've hidden, or crawl all the way to the Yu family and get your money back. Otherwise, don't blame me for abandoning our marital bond and having to sell you off at the brothel."

A flicker of emotion finally appeared on Wu Manyu's deathly pale face. Her eyes turned to Dong Sanlang, filled with mockery and resentment.

Dong Sanlang was startled by her glare, initially feeling a moment of guilt, but then his anger and embarrassment intensified. He pointed fiercely at Wu Manyu and cursed:

"You bitch, what kind of look is that? What, are you blaming me? Let me tell you, back then you were just a penniless, cursed woman, unwanted and worthless. It was me, I took pity on you and married you. Shouldn't you be grateful to me?!"

"All these years, even though you couldn't have children, I didn't divorce you and continued to let you be Mrs. Dong. Shouldn't you be grateful to me!"

"Now that I've finally had a child, I'm still giving you, as the legal mother, the opportunity to fulfill your responsibilities. I'm allowing you to use some money to ensure that your pregnant mother, Yinniang, is happy and well-nourished. Shouldn't you be grateful to me?"

"But what about you? Instead of being grateful and repaying kindness, you look at me with such resentment over such a small amount of money. You truly are an ill-mannered wretch. I remember you were raised by your sister, right? It seems your sister isn't a good person either. You two are both despicable. It's a good thing your parents died young, otherwise, even if they weren't cursed to death by you, they would be driven to their deaths by you two ill-mannered brats!"

Wu Manyu, who had been glaring at Dong Sanlang with resentment, suddenly changed her expression when she heard him slander her sister and parents.

Suddenly overcome with emotion, she mustered all her strength, enduring the excruciating pain throughout her body, and crawled towards Dong Sanlang, roaring in a hoarse voice:

"Shut up, you bastard, I'll fight you to the death."

But Madam Dong stepped forward and kicked her hard, sending her tumbling across the ground. She spat out, "Pah!"

"You bitch, what did my son say wrong? You're a bitch, your whole family are worthless. How dare you touch my son? Your husband is your heaven, don't you understand? You're a truly ungrateful wretch."

As Umanyu rolled on the ground, she spat out a mouthful of blood, looking even more disheveled, yet the hatred in her eyes seemed to want to tear them apart:

"You married me for my dowry, didn't you? All these years, you've taken advantage of me, and now you expect me to be grateful?"

"You won't divorce me? Ha, that's even more ridiculous. Over the years, you've used my dowry to take so many concubines into your home, using my inability to have children as an excuse."

"Oh, right, if they weren't all infertile, my dowry wouldn't be used up yet. Would you still want to keep me? And you expect me to be grateful for that?"

"As for Yinniang, haha, the child she's carrying belongs to your Dong family. What does it have to do with me? I, the wife, don't even have a child yet, and this prostitute from outside has come in with a big belly. I haven't thrown her out or killed the child in her womb; that's already being more than kind. Yet you want me to give you money to make her happy and comfortable. Are you out of your minds?"

"I'm telling you, if you've got the guts, kill me today. As for the money, don't even think about it."

The string of words left Umanyu almost breathless, and she began to gasp for air.

However, her eyes were filled with mockery and contempt as she stared intently at Dong Sanlang and his companions.

Mother Dong and Dong Sanlang clearly did not expect that Wu Manyu, who was always obedient and did whatever she was told, would actually dare to rebel.

Especially Dong Sanlang, in front of his beloved Yinniang, was so angry that her face turned pale, and then he gritted his teeth and sneered:

"Umanyu, you're doing well, aren't you? Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish. But hehe, don't provoke me. How could I possibly let you die so easily?"

"I want you, even if it means living a life worse than death."

"I'd like to see if you can still be so arrogant and domineering when you're in the brothel, being ridden by thousands of men."

Yinniang, stroking her slightly protruding belly, walked coquettishly to Dong Sanlang's side, took his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and stared at Wu Manyu with a sinister look in her eyes:

"My husband, I believe you. All the misfortunes you've had these past years have been caused by this wretched woman. As long as she leaves the Dong family, you'll definitely see your fortunes turn around and everything will go smoothly. Don't worry, my husband, I'll make sure that Qin Mama from the Yihong Courtyard makes this wretched woman taste the bitterness of disobeying you, and make her regret her actions."

Without realizing it, Mrs. Dong rolled her eyes.

As expected of someone utterly disreputable. Coming from a brothel like the Grand View Garden is bad enough, but to be so shameless, calling her "Mama Qin" so enthusiastically... Once you give birth, I'll definitely throw you back into the Grand View Garden to keep this slut company.

Looking at the three people in front of her, each with their own ulterior motives and ugly faces, Wu Manyu felt even more disgusted with this place and didn't want to stay with them for even a second longer.

The mocking smile on her lips grew wider and wider.

"Hahaha~~ You want to sell me out? I absolutely will not give you that chance. Even if I become a vengeful ghost, I will not let you go."

After saying that, he glanced at the stone table stool next to him.

Before they could react, with all his might, without hesitation, he got up, head down, and resolutely rammed into them:

Death should bring relief!