Why don't you just send her to the hospital?
The whipping sound continued for a long time.
Nian che, who was hiding outside the door, couldn't bear to listen any longer. He rushed in and shouted, " stop fighting!
Nian Junting and Song Wan looked over. Nian che avoided their gazes and walked behind Nian lie with hesitation.
With just one glance, he didn't dare to look anymore.
He turned his head away, his voice trembling. He was obviously afraid.
"Stop fighting, something will happen if you continue."
"He deserved it!"
Nian Junting's chest heaved up and down, his breathing uneven, getting heavier and heavier.
The ferule in his hand, which was two fingers wide, was already stained with blood. It had cracked from the middle.
The man on the ground was no longer as strong-willed as before. His body was bent like a bow, and his shirt was torn on the back. The wounds were mottled, and his skin and flesh were torn open. He was drenched in blood, making one's heart palpitate with fear at first sight.