Chapter 438: Mom Drives Unexpectedly

Chapter 438: Chapter 438: Mom Drives Unexpectedly

Song Ci and her group entered Prince Dingbei’s Mansion together with that Huang Lu Doctor.

Niu Pan’er felt a wave of apprehension facing Song Ci again.

The mother-in-law’s reproach and affection were as intense and wild as a storm!

At this moment, Niu Pan’er truly understood what it meant to have a mother and son on the same side.

Song Ci’s concern was no less than Song Zhiyu’s, and her words were like soft knives, stabbing in repeatedly—no blood, just heartache.

"Mother, I won’t dare again!" Niu Pan’er admitted defeat decisively.

Song Ci opened her mouth, finally turning it into a sigh, and patted Niu Pan’er on the head.

Bone-setting is actually very painful, but Niu Pan’er gritted her teeth, not daring to cry out in pain, but not crying out did not mean she wasn’t in pain; her pale face gave it away.

However, the one whose face was even paler was Song Zhiyu, who couldn’t help but say to Iron Crutch: "Crutch, can you be a bit gentler? She’s about to cry from the pain."

Iron Crutch rolled his eyes at him: "How can you reset a bone gently? How can the bone grow back properly if not reset, and then later when it grows crooked, are you going to blame me?"

Song Zhiyu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Confirmed, he is the iron-hard doctor with a bad temper.

Not to be messed with!

"Doctor, I can endure it, please go ahead and set it," Niu Pan’er smiled.

Iron Crutch greatly respected General Niu Pan’er, not belittling her because she was a woman, and softened his voice somewhat: "Commandery Princess, it’s not that I, Crutch, am deliberately making you suffer, but it’s better to endure some pain now than to have the bone completely set wrong and have to break it again to fix it, that would be deadly. Actually, from the time the bone broke to your return, it has slowly started to heal, and it needs to be reset."

Everyone turned deathly pale.

Iron Crutch no longer looked at the crowd, carefully resetting the bone that had started to heal crookedly.

Song Zhiyu couldn’t help but scold Yuan Yi and the others again, seeing what kind of quack doctor they found back then, setting a bone incorrectly.

Yuan Yi and the others did not dare make a sound.

Song Ci looked on, looking at Niu Pan’er said: "Do you see? When you got injured, that kid was so worried. In the future, when doing dangerous things, you should think more about the people around you. Your life isn’t just yours; it’s your father’s, your husband’s as well. You have to remember that you have people who care about you, you can’t just act recklessly."

Niu Pan’er’s heart was both sour and soft, and she nodded.

After an hour, Iron Crutch finally set the bone right, leaving several packs of medicine, instructing them to be replaced regularly, and he would come back for a re-examination in a few days.

Yuan Yi had people escort him back, with a generous consultation fee.

Song Zhiyu wanted to go over to Niu Pan’er, but since his mother was there, he had to hold back. Until it was getting dark, he hurried them to return to the mansion, making the excuse that it’s hard to travel in the dark.

Song Ci squinted at him: "How’s this, gotten a wife and forgotten your mother? Trying to hurry me away?"

Song Zhiyu smiled ingratiatingly: "How could I? You are my own mother, how could I dare to rush you away."

"Then I won’t leave, I’ll just stay here, to take care of Pan’er. Otherwise, with your clumsy hands, you might injure her again," Song Ci said on purpose: "This big Prince Dingbei’s Mansion should have a little courtyard for me to stay for a couple of days, right?"

Song Zhiyu panicked, saying: "I have plenty of people here, no need for you, a Dowager, to take care of my wife, I am very capable myself!"

Song Ci smirked: "Capable, are you? How come you haven’t given me a grandson!"

Lin Qing had followed along, checked Niu Pan’er’s body, and besides the broken left leg, nothing else was wrong. The common trope of returning injured from work only to discover a hidden pregnancy did not happen, either.

Song Zhiyu’s face heated up.

Mother, are you driving here? You, at your age, have no dignity!