Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Chapter 841 This son murdered his mother, so his right hand is unnecessary.

Qiao Yunni saw Song Ruier's bloodshot eyes and sensed the tension in his body, a feeling of being ready to strike, and even more so, a murderous intent.

She squeezed the handkerchief in her hand, which Lian'er had bought for her casually while shopping. At the same time, she called out Lian'er's name in her mind.

A figure rushed towards me, so fast I could barely see it.

Qiao Yunni instinctively stepped back.

Just as Song Ruier's hand reached for Qiao Yunni's neck, an iron rod struck his wrist hard.

A sharp pain shot through him, and he heard the sound of bones breaking.

A piercing, unbearable scream echoed through Qiao Ji Shop.

Song Ruier clutched her right wrist with her left hand, fell to the ground in pain, and rolled several times.

A face covered with fake skin appeared even paler, and the sweat rolling down his forehead was obscured by the fake skin, making his features blurry and giving him an exceptionally eerie look.

Qiao Lian'er stood beside Qiao Yunni, holding a thick iron rod in her hand.

There are certain principles to follow when it comes to space. She can't usually harm Song Ruier, but when Song Ruier harms others, her actions are considered acts of bravery and will earn her merit points.

Qiao Lian'er felt a little sorry; she should have hit Song Rui'er on the head and killed him instantly.

Seeing this sudden accident, many people gathered around to see what was happening.

Song Ruier was in unbearable pain, but he also knew that he could not expose his face to the public, otherwise it would have a major impact on his career.

He endured the intense pain, struggled to his feet, covered his face with his sleeve, and staggered out.

Qiao Yunni touched her neck, still feeling lingering fear; Song Ruier's hand had just grabbed her neck.

The other hand seemed to be reaching towards her head, presumably to break her neck.

She felt a chill run through her body. Her son was so vicious. With so many people in the building, he was willing to risk his life to take hers.

This shows how much hatred is in one's heart.

Qiao Lian'er helped Qiao Yunni to sit down in the back hall and made her a cup of warm tea.

"Mother, why did you remove the guards?"

Each of the Qiao family's shops was guarded, and every female member of the family was accompanied by a skilled attendant when she went out.

She is often busy outside and is afraid that she will not be able to react in time to emergencies, so she attaches great importance to the security of the Qiao family.

If she had something urgent to do just now, or had thought of taking a break, the consequences for Qiao Yunni would have been unimaginable.

Qiao Yunni murmured, "There haven't been any problems over the years, but some guests have complained that they feel uncomfortable with the guards at the door, so I..."

“We still can’t do without guards. If any guests raise this issue again, tell them that this is also to protect their safety,” Qiao Lian’er said.

"With guards present, someone like Song Ruier, who poses a danger to the Qiao family, would never be allowed in under any circumstances."

Qiao Yunni felt a pang of self-reproach; she had almost let Song Ruier succeed, plunging the Qiao family into grief.

"From now on, Mother will not let her guard down again."

After comforting Qiao Yunni, Qiao Lian'er left once the guards were replenished.

Song Ruier's right wrist had been broken. The imperial examination was in two months. He endured the pain and, with a feeling of anxiety, rushed into the nearest clinic.

He originally wanted to find his friends from high-ranking families, whose households had no shortage of physicians and could even invite imperial physicians, but the situation at hand did not allow him to delay.

This clinic was quite large and called Xuanhu Clinic. He had vaguely heard of this name; it seemed to have a high cure rate and was quite trusted by its customers.

Upon entering the Xuanhu Medical Clinic, Song Ruier collapsed into a chair.

"My hand is broken! Quick, help me!"

Seeing that his condition was indeed serious, the shopkeeper quickly called out an old doctor.

The old doctor examined Song Ruier's wrist and shook his head, saying, "Most of it was broken, with less than 30% of the bone still connected. Fortunately, the bone wasn't completely broken. After it's immobilized, it can slowly heal and grow back."

Qiao Lian'er, how cruel you are! A vicious woman like you deserves to go to hell.

Song Ruier cursed inwardly.

The thought that the iron rod might hit him on the head, take his life, and ruin his life sent a chill down his spine.

Fortunately, Qiao Lian'er only wanted to save Qiao Yunni at the time; if she had thought more, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Song Ruier was taken to the inner room for treatment.

A figure entered the Xuanhu Medical Clinic, wearing a veil that concealed her face.

But the shopkeeper recognized the visitor at a glance and quickly left the counter to offer his greetings.

Qiao Lian'er gestured for him to be quiet, then went to the backyard.

The shopkeeper quickly followed.

"Did a guest with a broken right hand just come here?" Qiao Lian'er asked casually.

"Yes, he's only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his hand bones are broken. He looks very pitiful," the shopkeeper said.

Qiao Lian'er took out a packet of medicine from her sleeve and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"That hand is unnecessary."

Since Song Ruier has come here, it must be fate.

The shopkeeper was taken aback. He wondered if he had misheard. It was true that the Xuanhu Medical Clinic was opened by the Princess Zhenguo, but the Princess Zhenguo's original intention in opening the clinic was to treat the wounded and do good deeds.

The medicines used in the clinic were the most effective in the entire capital, yet the prices were relatively low; this was a testament to Princess Zhenguo's conscience.

But this time, the Princess Zhenguo is plotting to harm someone.

"Manager Shi, this young man is about to kill his mother. His hand was broken while he was killing her. If Xuanhu Medical Clinic heals his hand, he will continue to kill his mother. It's like handing a knife to an innocent woman."

"This medicine won't kill him, it will just prevent his hand from healing properly, which doesn't violate the original intention of Xuanhu Medical Clinic."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then a surge of anger welled up in his heart. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy actually wanted to kill his mother. His conscience had been eaten by dogs.

Although the Xuanhu Medical Clinic is benevolent, this benevolence has its limits.

He immediately took the packet of medicine: "Princess Zhenguo, rest assured, we will not let you down."

Qiao Lian'er gave a few more instructions.

The gist is to first give Song Ruier a little sweetness, and then take him by surprise to deliver a fatal blow.

Song Ruier originally planned to go to the clinic first to rest, and then go to his high-ranking friends for further treatment.

However, he found that the doctor at this clinic was highly skilled and used the right medicine, which greatly reduced the pain in his hand, so he decided to continue treatment there.

Moreover, if his high-ranking friends knew that his hand was injured, their expectations of him might be greatly reduced.

He visited the clinic three times a day. After a few days, Song Ruier felt that his right hand was much better and the bone was healing well.

"Young master, you don't need to come anymore. Just stay home and rest," the shopkeeper said to him.