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Qin Huilan stopped abruptly. Her fierce expression froze for a moment before she suddenly rushed back to Xie Wenhui’s side. Crying, she began hitting Xie Wenhui hard, “Xie Wenhui, are you not a man? Our daughter has been bullied, and you’re just standing around doing nothing! Why don’t you hurry up and call Senior Master Xie to stand up for us? Our family has been bullied to death!”

Xie Wenhui was scared by the sight of his bloody daughter. His limbs were cold, and his whole body was trembling.

Upon hearing Qin Huilan’s cries, he came to his senses, pulled out his phone, and tremblingly dialled Senior Master Xie’s number.

Gu Junzhu cast a disdainful glance at the couple, the corner of his lips hooking up in a cold smile.

Contact Senior Master Xie?

Contacting anyone wouldn’t help!

Even if Lingyue didn’t push Xie Yumo, she wouldn’t get away scot-free.

Don’t tell him that Xie Yumo was still a child, and a child’s mistakes can be forgiven.

If she could be so vicious, then she certainly wasn’t deserving of being a child!

Xie Yunlin and Xie Jinfei exchanged glances but said nothing.

Right now, they had no time for any other thoughts and could only pray for their sister’s safety.

If anything happened to their sister, how could they explain it to their deceased parents?

Xiao Shumiao was crying so hard that his limbs were limp, his throat was raw and hoarse, and his fear-stricken little body was trembling as he stared at the emergency room.

Gu Junzhu held him tightly, repeatedly patting him to comfort him.

Looking at Xiao Shumiao, who was crying hoarsely, Lingyue’s small fist by his side was tightly clenched, and his eyes were colder and darker than usual.

Over an hour later, the door to the emergency room finally opened, and the doctor came out.

Everyone hurriedly went forward.

Gu Junzhu, holding Xiao Shumiao, asked, “President Lee, how is my wife?”

“Young Master Gu,” President Lee said respectfully, “your wife is fine. She has a concussion and a cut on her forehead, and multiple soft tissue contusions all over her body. But she is very fortunate not to have any fractures nor internal injuries. She just needs to rest for a few days.”

“Thankyou,” Gu Junzhu sighed in relief, patted the small butt of the little guy in his arms, kissed his tear-streaked face, and softly comforted him, “Good boy, did you hear what the doctor said? Mommy is okay, Xiao Shu, stop crying.” The little guy clung tightly to Gu Junzhu’s neck, nodded, and after a while, his little body was still shivering intermittently.

Xie Wenhui and Qin Huilan also rushed forward, “President Lee, how is our daughter?”

“Your daughter’s injuries are slightly more severe,” President Lee looked at Xie Wenhui and said regretfully, “the scratch on her face is quite serious and required stitches. I’m afraid it will leave a scar. However, you shouldn’t worry too much. Nowadays, scar removal technology is very advanced. After your daughter’s wound heals, you can find a good cosmetic hospital for treatment, and there’s still a chance of recovery. Apart from this, your daughter’s left leg is fractured and she needs bed rest. Other than that, there’s nothing to worry about.”

Lee Jin is the deputy director of Beijing Central Hospital and one of the country’s most renowned orthopedic experts.

He has treated many prominent personalities and their family members and knows that a scar on the face is far more important to them than a fractured leg bone.

After all, a broken leg bone can heal without any residual effects after appropriate treatment.

But a facial scar could potentially ruin the chances of these young ladies from securing a good marriage.

Usually, these young ladies tend to marry up, i.e., marry someone from a family with a better background than their own.

However, since these men are from even better backgrounds, why would they pick a girl with a scar on her face?