Chapter 343: Three hundred and forty-two, handover Chapter 343: Three hundred and forty-two, handover Song Yan Ning glanced at Lin Jun’s neck, where there was a cut of about three to four centimeters that was slightly bleeding, she took out a box of ointment and handed it to Lin Xiu, “Apply this on him and it won’t hurt anymore.”
“Thank you!” Lin Xiu gratefully accepted the ointment.
Song Yan Ning shook her head and smiled, “Sister Lin, you don’t have to be so polite with me.”
Lin Xiu opened the ointment, dipped some out, and carefully applied it to Lin Jun’s neck.
“Mom, this feels cool, really comfortable,” Lin Jun said, contentedly squinting his eyes.
A middle-aged woman stepped forward and snatched the ointment from Lin Xiu’s hands, “Put some on my son as well.”
“Give the medicine back to me,” Lin Xiu hurriedly reached out to grab it. How could this person be so shameless?
The middle-aged woman stretched out her chubby hand and pushed Lin Xiu aside, “Get lost!”
Lin Xiu staggered back several steps, her body reeling backwards.
Song Yan Ning, with quick reflexes, reached out to steady Lin Xiu, and once she was stable, Song Yan Ning moved swiftly in front of the middle-aged woman and snatched the ointment from her hands.
“Give the ointment back to me,” the middle-aged woman didn’t expect Song Yan Ning to retrieve it so easily.
“This is my ointment, when did it become yours?” Song Yan Ning looked at the middle-aged woman with scorn. She had seen shameless before, but never this shameless.
“You!” The middle-aged woman’s face twitched with anger as she pointed at Song Yan Ning, “Will you die if you let us use it? It’s just a bottle of street stall goods, I don’t even care for it.” She only wanted it after seeing how comfortable Lin Jun was after applying it.
“You care for it, but you can’t afford it,” Ye Shuangshuang snorted. Xiao Ning was the Divine Doctor, and her medicine could heal not only minor injuries but even severe ones; she had personally tested it. Without Xiao Ning, she might not be among the living any longer.
“Pah! Do you know what car my family drives? Do you know which district we live in? Do I look like I can’t afford it?” The middle-aged woman said with disdain.
“You can tell from the bag you’re carrying that you are just trying to puff yourself up at your own cost, stop pretending,” Ye Shuangshuang laughed mockingly while looking at the handbag the middle-aged woman was holding.
“You wretched girl!” Furious, the middle-aged woman threw her bag at Ye Shuangshuang.
Song Yanli reached out to pull Ye Shuangshuang to the side, dodging the bag hurled at them.
“Let’s all calm down,” Teacher Xu couldn’t bear to watch any longer.
The middle-aged woman’s bag flew out and, as luck would have it, hit Wang Yangyang in the face, who was standing behind Song Yanli and Ye Shuangshuang.
“Wow!” A loud cry rang out.
Everyone turned their heads to look and saw two streams of red liquid flowing from Wang Yangyang’s nose.
“Yangyang!” the middle-aged woman rushed towards her son upon seeing this. In her moment of impulse, she had completely forgotten that Yangyang was standing behind Ye Shuangshuang and the others.
“It hurts so much, wuwuwu…” Wang Yangyang felt a burning pain in his face.
“Mr. Wang’s mother, let’s head to the infirmary,” Teacher Xu offered. From the look of Wang Yangyang’s nose, he seemed to be injured quite badly.
“Okay.” The middle-aged woman was no longer concerned with arguing with Ye Shuangshuang and others, she picked up Wang Yangyang and followed Teacher Xu to the infirmary.
“Will there be any trouble?” Lin Xiu looked worriedly at the backs of Teacher Xu and the others as they left. She was a mother too, and naturally understood how it felt to see her own child injured.
“No worries, it’s fine once the bleeding stops,” Song Yan Ning said. She had already used Divine Sense to check Wang Yangyang’s nose.
Lin Xiu nodded and turned her gaze back, looking at Lin Jun’s neck. She noticed that the scratch there had almost disappeared and was somewhat surprised.
Before long, Teacher Xu and the others returned to the office.
Lin Xiu looked at the middle-aged woman holding Wang Yangyang, and seeing that his face was just a little swollen, she felt relieved. Although Wang Yangyang had insulted her son, he was just a child, and his every action was influenced by his parents. So, she didn’t blame him.
“What are you looking at? Are you happy that my son is injured?” The middle-aged woman glared fiercely at Lin Xiu. Once her husband arrived, she would show them.
Lin Xiu shook her head wordlessly and turned to Song Yan Ning, “Xiao Ning, maybe you should go back first.” She was thinking about the middle-aged woman calling her husband over. Although Lin Xiu wasn’t afraid, this matter had nothing to do with Song Yan Ning and the others, and there was no need to drag them into it.
“We don’t really have anything else to do,” replied Song Yan Ning, shaking her head with a smile.
“Sister Lin, I’m quite curious about what kind of person her husband is. I want to ask him if he had something covering his eyes when he married such a top-grade woman,” Ye Shuangshuang said sarcastically, glancing at the middle-aged woman.
Hearing Ye Shuangshuang’s words, the middle-aged woman was provoked once again and quickly stepped up to Ye Shuangshuang, reaching out to slap her face.
Ye Shuangshuang had anticipated the middle-aged woman’s attack and blocked her hand, then slapped her in return.
“Slap!” A loud slap echoed through the air.
The middle-aged woman froze, covering her face with her hand. It took her a while to regain her composure, staring furiously at Ye Shuangshuang, “You dare hit me?” It was the first time in her life she had been slapped by someone.
“I already slapped you, didn’t I? Or do you want to experience it again? If you’d like, I don’t mind obliging,” Ye Shuangshuang shook off her hand and chuckled mischievously.
“I’ll fight you!” The middle-aged woman was truly enraged and charged at Ye Shuangshuang recklessly.
Teacher Xu anxiously wanted to step forward to stop the fight when she saw a middle-aged man in a crisp suit walk in and slightly relaxed, “Mr. Wang!”
“Daddy!” Wang Yangyang rushed into the middle-aged man’s arms, crying pitifully. His face still hurt a lot.
The middle-aged woman, hearing her husband had arrived, stopped charging at Ye Shuangshuang and turned towards the middle-aged man, “Husband! Mother and son have been bullied so badly! You have to help us get justice, wuwu…”
Song Yan Ning and the others rolled their eyes speechlessly.
“Calm down and tell me what happened,” said Wang Kelin, patting the middle-aged woman.
“They bullied me, and look at Yangyang’s face, look what they’ve done to it,” the middle-aged woman pointed at Song Yan Ning and the others, complaining to Wang Kelin.
The more Wang Kelin listened, the deeper his frown became, and he turned to Song Yan Ning and her friends with a stern face, “You must give us an explanation today, or no one is leaving here.”
Ye Shuangshuang let out a mocking laugh, “We want to leave, and you’re not capable of stopping us.”
Wang Kelin looked at Ye Shuangshuang, “Do you know who I am?”
“I’m not interested in knowing,” Ye Shuangshuang rolled her eyes. In terms of status, were any of them worse off than him? They simply didn’t bother to say it out loud.