Chapter Fifty-One: How Dare You Hurt My Mother?

Hearing this, Liu Xiulan was completely panicked. She glanced at Sun Wenguo, her face filled with worry.

Liu Xiulan fixed her gaze on her son. “Son, is this... is this real? How could you be so reckless? Why did you go to Young Master Sun’s house?”

“Why aren’t you hurrying to apologize?” She kept signaling to Lu Hao with her eyes.

In her mind, the clinic was the lifeblood of the whole family, and Lu Hao’s future depended on it. If the clinic couldn’t open and Lu Hao lost his job, how could he ever hope to find a wife?

At that moment, Lu Hao didn’t immediately answer his mother. Instead, he looked at the bruise at the corner of her eye, his face flaring with anger. “Mom, what happened to your eye? Who hit you?”

Liu Xiulan quickly waved her hand, eager to explain. “It... it wasn’t anyone. I hurt myself by accident while working.”

But with Lu Hao’s medical expertise, there was no way he couldn’t see that the injuries on his mother’s eye and forehead were irregular, clearly the result of repeated blows.

“Mom, was it them who hit you? Don’t be afraid. If it was, say so! There’s no point surrendering to these villains!” The fury in Lu Hao’s heart blazed up instantly.

“No, it wasn’t...” Liu Xiulan’s voice wavered as she hurried to explain, terrified her son might get into another conflict with these people. Their family could never match the Sun family’s power, money, and numbers.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Sun Wenguo slapped Liu Xiulan hard across the face.

“So what if I ordered people to hit you? I’ll hit you myself now! Lu Hao, you slapped me at my doorstep, so I’ll slap your mother right here!”

Liu Xiulan was stunned by the slap. To be struck in front of so many people at her age—she would never be able to hold her head up in the village again.

But for the sake of her son’s career, she gritted her teeth and looked at Xu Juan, who stood to the side. “Juan, Auntie has always treated you well, hasn’t she? You and my son had feelings for each other once.”

“Can’t you speak to Young Master Sun for him, for old times’ sake?”

“Auntie is begging you, please.” Liu Xiulan pleaded, her face full of desperation.

Xu Juan’s expression was colder than an iceberg. “Aunt Liu, I have nothing to do with him now.”

“All that’s left is hatred. Don’t count on me—it’s impossible.”

Finally, a look of satisfaction and vindication appeared on Sun Wenguo’s face.

If I can’t deal with Lu Hao, I’ll deal with his family!

Sun Wenguo looked at Liu Xiulan and said, “Liu Xiulan, kneel right now and kowtow three times. If you do, I’ll spare your precious son.”

“If not, forget the clinic. I’ll take your son’s life as well. At most, I’ll pay a few hundred thousand in compensation. The Sun family isn’t short of that kind of money.”

Terrified by Sun Wenguo’s threat, Liu Xiulan fell to her knees before him with a loud thud.

“Young Master Sun, please, have mercy. Let Lu Hao and his clinic go.”

Seeing his mother defend him so fiercely, Lu Hao’s eyes reddened with emotion.

He could no longer hold back. Like a wild horse, he charged straight at Sun Wenguo.

Many of the Sun family’s thugs and security guards tried to block Lu Hao, but Song Xiong, at Lu Hao’s side, dispatched them with a few swift punches and kicks.

Lu Hao reached Sun Wenguo and felled him with a single punch.

“Damn you! You want to die? Haven’t you heard—trouble should never touch family! You dared lay a hand on my mother? I’ll take your life!”

As soon as Sun Wenguo hit the ground, Lu Hao pinned him down and rained blows on his face.

Lu Hao possessed the power of the Azure Dragon inheritance, and he trained regularly. With the dragon’s energy in his body, his fists were like iron. In just a few strikes, Sun Wenguo was in agony, his skin bruised and blue.

Sun Wenguo was truly enraged. “Lu Hao! You bastard! If you’ve got the guts, kill me right here!”

“If you don’t, I’ll fight you to the bitter end!”

Lu Hao sat astride Sun Wenguo, both hands gripping his throat. Within moments, Sun Wenguo’s face was turning purple.

“Damn you, Sun Wenguo! You won’t let me go—do you think I’ll let you off?”

The force in Lu Hao’s hands was immense. Sun Wenguo couldn’t speak, his face twisted in terror—a desperate plea for life.

Xu Juan tried to intervene, but Song Xiong blocked her. “Dr. Lu is handling this. No one is allowed to interfere.”

Song Xiong was icy-faced and formidable. Xu Juan dared not resist.

In her panic, she turned to Liu Xiulan.

“Aunt Liu, please talk to your son! If someone dies, he’ll pay with his life! Your family can’t afford to pay for Sun Wenguo’s death!”

Those words finally made Liu Xiulan realize the gravity of the situation.

Seeing Sun Wenguo nearly unconscious from Lu Hao’s choking, she rushed forward, clutching her son’s arm, tears streaming down her face.

“Son, you mustn’t! You mustn’t!”

“You can’t kill him! I’m fine! I’ve been strong since childhood, nothing’s wrong with me!”

Lu Hao roared in anger, “Mom, he dared hit you in front of me today—tomorrow he’ll reach for my sister, for Dad. If something happens, there’ll be nowhere left to cry!”

“No, you mustn’t! You mustn’t!” Liu Xiulan knew the bigger picture. If Sun Wenguo died here, the wrath of the Sun Group would be unstoppable.

Their family could never bear the consequences.

Seeing his mother so desperate, Lu Hao sighed heavily and looked at Sun Wenguo. “You’re lucky today, Sun Wenguo.”

He released his grip.

“You bastard! Damn you, Lu Hao!”

“Just you wait!”

“And you, Liu Xiulan, you saw it yourself.” Sun Wenguo coughed violently, his face purple as if suffering from asthma.

“Your son wants nothing more than to kill me. How can I possibly let him go? He’s already a madman.”

“Such a person—wants to open a clinic? On his first day, he tries to kill someone. What a joke.”