The Courtyard House: He Yuzhu Returns with Boundless Hatred for Revenge

The doctor, seemingly oblivious to the utter despair of the group before him, continued gently, out of professional habit, "Don't worry too much. As long as you focus on nutrition and recover properly..."

He hadn't finished speaking!

A dark shadow, accompanied by a gust of evil wind, pounced on the doctor!

It was indeed Jia Zhangshi!

Although she didn't fully understand what amputation meant at first, she clearly heard Yi Zhonghai ask about the loss of both legs. When she saw her son being wheeled out, his lower body covered by a white sheet and empty, she immediately understood what had happened.

And here I am, the doctor is still laughing!

New and old grudges, the pain of losing her eldest son's leg, plus the instincts of a shrew, caused her to erupt like a volcano!

"Ah! You quack doctor, how dare you laugh! Give me back my son's leg! I'll scratch you to death!"

Instantly, her ten fingers curled like chicken claws as she unleashed her signature move, the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, combined with an enchanted attack of black mud all over her fingernails, and viciously scratched at the doctor's face!

Their movements were as fast as lightning, and as ferocious as a mad pig!

The doctor was caught completely off guard, and the smile on his face was instantly replaced by terror!

"Swish swish swish swish swish..."

I lost count of how many times I was scratched; all I could hear were the piercing sounds.

The doctor screamed in pain; dozens of bloody scratches had appeared on his face.

"stop!"

"Quick, grab her!"

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu finally came to their senses and were terrified by the horrifying scene. They rushed forward and grabbed the seemingly insane Jia Zhangshi tightly.

But it was too late. A sharp pain shot through the doctor's face. He screamed and instinctively covered his cheek, blood immediately seeping from between his fingers. The dozens of long, sharp fingernails, covered in black grime, had almost torn away the flesh from his face. Blood beads instantly seeped from the nails, dripping down his chin and staining his white coat a large area red. His eyes were blurred with blood, his vision was obscured, and he could see nothing, only terror filled his heart.

"Ah! My eyes! My face!"

The young nurses nearby, who had never witnessed such a bloody scene, scattered in terror, their faces pale and screaming, "Someone's being hit! Dr. Huang's been hit! Security! Call security!"

The chaotic cries and screams exploded in the corridor, particularly piercing and loud at five in the morning, and easily carried to the security office thirty meters away.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Five burly men rushed over immediately. They immediately saw Dr. Huang, his face covered in blood, being helped by a nurse to have his injuries checked, and Jia Zhangshi, who was being held back by Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, but was still gesticulating wildly and cursing. They immediately understood what had happened. However, out of discipline, they still asked, "What exactly happened? Why was Dr. Huang injured?"

"This is the old woman who beat Dr. Huang for no reason! Dr. Huang's injuries are not optimistic and he needs immediate treatment." The nurse pointed to Jia Zhangshi with her delicate fingers.

"This is outrageous! How dare she assault a doctor in a hospital! Seize this crazy woman! Beat her to death!"

At the order, the four security officers rushed forward. Anyone who dared to cause trouble in public was a target for them. Seeing their own doctor being beaten only fueled their rage. They pulled aside Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, who were still trying to plead for her, surrounded her, and began punching and kicking Jia Zhangshi without a word.

A man who looked like a leader stood with his back to the scene of the violence, blocking the way for the crowd. He was probably their security chief. He was calmly posing and performing a few sets of Shaolin Kung Fu to intimidate the bystanders who had come to watch the spectacle.

Fists and kicks rained down on Jia Zhangshi's fat body, accompanied by her pig-like screams.

"Ouch! Someone's been killed! Help! Old Jia, come quick and take care of these damned bastards..."

"Still talking back! Beat them!"

"Ah! My face! My kidneys! Stop hitting me, I won't do it again, please have mercy..."

"Now you know to beg for mercy? Too late! Today I'll show you that a hospital isn't a place where you can run wild!"

At first, Jia Zhangshi could still roll around and howl, desperately waving her arms and bending her legs to block, but how could she withstand the frenzied ravages of four big men? Soon, the people outside could feel Jia Zhangshi's strength weakening, slowly turning into groans, until finally she couldn't even groan anymore, just letting the fists and feet beat her down.

These days, the functions of security departments vary from company to company. For example, in a steel rolling mill, the main function is to prevent enemy attacks, spies, and sabotage. In contrast, the security department in a hospital is primarily used to prevent medical disputes.

Don't assume that people from that era had much better understanding. They were people from the old days, and they were quite narrow-minded. In later generations, you might accept your fate if you sign a document or remove something to save your life. But back then, people didn't care whether you were trying to save their lives or not; removing a part could make them truly hate you. And some things were even more outrageous. If a woman gave birth to a girl, they would blame the doctors and nurses, and many would seek revenge or even fight you.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu were already terrified, their faces ashen. Yi Zhonghai tried to reason with them, "Comrade, comrade! Stop hitting her! She's old and doesn't know any better. If you keep hitting her, she'll die..." Before he could finish, a security officer impatiently shoved him aside, causing him to stumble and crash into the wall, nearly fainting. Qin Huairu, heavily pregnant, could only cover her mouth and sob, too afraid to even approach them.

Only when Jia Zhangshi fell completely silent, lying motionless on the ground like a dead dog, did the head of the security department wave his hand and say, "Alright, stop."

The officers stopped, panting heavily, and when they looked around, they saw that Jia Zhangshi's fat face was unrecognizable even to her own son. Her face was covered in blood, swollen like a pig's head, and her mouth was full of white foam. She looked utterly miserable and was no longer human.

"Drag this old hag to the security office! Lock her up for two days!" the head of the security office ordered.

Two officers immediately stepped forward, one on each side, grabbed Jia Zhangshi's ankles, and dragged her straight to the security office like a dead pig. A long trail of water remained on the ground, emitting a foul stench; clearly, she had been excreted.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huai watched helplessly as Jia Zhangshi was dragged away, not daring to utter a single word. Yi Zhonghai felt utterly cold inside. His apprentice was ruined, and his apprentice's mother had caused such a huge disaster. What could he possibly rely on in the future?

The Jia family is absolutely out of the question. Who's going to take care of a disciple who's lost both legs? I must go back and ask the old lady for advice on how to get rid of this family's entanglement. After all, given Jia Zhangshi's personality, she would never give up easily if I really wanted to.