Bai Xue's face was twisted with a ferocity that seemed like she wanted to devour Ye Ling. Ye Ling remained still, showing no trace of fear, while Zhao Guodong, standing nearby, raised his hand and knocked down Bai Xue's lifted finger with a loud 'slap' that echoed in the corridor.
"How dare you hit me?" Bai Xue glared at Zhao Guodong.
Zhao Guodong responded coldly, "You're a mother accusing your daughter with filthy words and pointing your finger at her. What kind of mother are you? Why shouldn't I intervene? Let me tell you, I'm only tolerating you now because you're Ye Ling's mother. If we were outside the hospital, do you think I wouldn't just punch you until you're disoriented? If you keep nagging me with useless nonsense, I won't care who you are; I'll still hit you."
