Chapter 1095: Not Easy (10)

Gu Lingling had never been this furious before.

Even though she was mentally prepared, knowing Guo Chundan was scum, she couldn’t stop herself from swearing after seeing the scars on the simple-minded Old Mrs. Wang and Wang Xiaoqian over the years.

Except for their faces, almost no part of their bodies was unscathed. Some bruises were still green from kicks, and others were welt marks from whips.

Wang Xiaoqian’s injuries were more severe.

It was estimated that every time she was beaten, this woman always protected the simple-minded Old Mrs. Wang, so she took the brunt of it.

"Brother Yang." Gu Lingling looked at Yang Yunhai with reddened eyes, "How can there be such despicable people?"

One is his wife, the other is his mother-in-law, both of whom are weak and defenseless. How could he raise his hand against them?

"He likes to drink, drinks all day, and once drunk, loves to curse and beat people." Wang Xiaoqian said with reddened eyes from her hospital bed, "He also loves to beat people when he’s in a bad mood."

"He grabs whatever is at hand and beats with it."

"It’s all my fault for being useless." Wang Xiaoqian cried into her hand.

"I’ll look into this matter," Yang Yunhai patted his girl’s hand,

He originally just wanted to bring her for an oil tea breakfast, but didn’t expect such an incident.

However, Guo Chundan was simply too despicable.

Yang Yunhai pursed his lips and left the hospital, then made a call from a public phone booth to Wang Jianshan in the Capital City.

Meanwhile, in the hospital, the simple-minded Old Mrs. Wang had been in a state of unconsciousness since her examination.

The doctor said it was lucky her body was in good condition when she was younger, otherwise she would have died long ago.

But being tortured like this over the years, her body was deteriorating; she’ll need good care in the future, otherwise it’s hard to say what might happen.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoqian wiped her tears again.

Gu Lingling noticed her hands were rough, the kind of calloused hands from years of hard work.

They didn’t look like the hands of a woman in her thirties or forties at all.

Years of hard work and malnutrition had left this tall-looking woman actually thin as a rail.

Even the doctor had red eyes while examining her.

Gu Lingling went downstairs to buy them some food, and after a couple of bites, Wang Xiaoqian put it down.

"What’s wrong? Does it not taste good?" Gu Lingling asked her.

"No, it’s delicious." Wang Xiaoqian said with a blush and a smile, "It’s too delicious, I want to save it for my mother when she wakes up."

"There’s plenty more." Gu Lingling said with teary eyes, "You eat, you need your strength to take care of Grandma Wang. If it’s not enough, I’ll buy more later."

"No need," as soon as she heard about buying more, Wang Xiaoqian quickly shook her head, "You’ve already spent too much money on us. How can we let you spend more?"

Just today’s medical bills were already a significant amount, and she was worried about how to repay it.

Wang Xiaoqian lowered her head, fiddling with the corner of her clothes, calculating how many more jobs she’d need to take to pay it back. She wondered if they could repay it in installments.

Such a large sum of money at once, she couldn’t afford it.

"No need to repay it." Gu Lingling shook her head, "As long as you’re okay, that’s all that matters."

She didn’t know why, but every time she saw them, she felt a deep sadness.

Gu Lingling thought, perhaps it’s because she experienced something similar in her past life that she couldn’t help wanting to help people like them.

Or maybe it was because of Old Mrs. Wang’s affectionate "girl."

"That wouldn’t be right," Wang Xiaoqian hurriedly waved her hand, "Everyone works hard to earn their money."

So they couldn’t take advantage of such generosity.