Invincible Little School Doctor
Chapter 116: Beat Painfully, Beat Miserably, Beat Crippled (Second Wave Eruption)

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Beat Painfully, Beat Miserably, Beat Crippled (Second Wave Eruption)

Han Hai and Ma Jinlian finally understood what was going on.

However, Ma Jinlian was somewhat puzzled. Young Master Jin was wealthy and powerful, so why did he fear offending a mere school doctor like Ye Haochuan?

Just as she was thinking, Baldy urged them again.

Although they knew that the stolen bank card had been reported lost and was useless to them, handing it over was still somewhat reluctant for the couple. But if they didn’t give it up, their only option was to continue being beaten.

Helpless, Han Hai had no choice but to find the bank card and, trembling, handed it to Baldy.

Baldy glanced at the card and then slapped Han Hai on the forehead, shouting, "Motherf—er, how can there be such a disobedient son like you in this world? How dare you rob your own father’s bank card?"

Han Hai, although tall, was thin and frail as a stick, easily blown over by a gust of wind. Facing Baldy, who was stocky and wide-waisted, he didn’t dare resist. He touched his head and didn’t dare make a sound.

Baldy immediately shouted, "Take them away!"

Han Hai and Ma Jinlian were startled on the spot. Han Hai anxiously asked, "Brother, where are you taking us?"

"Where do you think I’m taking you? Obviously to see your old man, to ask for forgiveness bearing thorns!"

"Ah!" Han Hai instantly frowned in distress.

Ma Jinlian was even worse, shaking her head like a rattle and wearing a face full of fear: "No, I won’t go, they’ll kill me."

"Serves you right!" Baldy cursed fiercely, "Take them away!"

Ten minutes later, three helicopters returned.

Baldy and his men escorted the trembling Han Hai and Ma Jinlian in front of Han Xue’er’s family and handed the bank card to Old Han.

Seeing his familiar bank card and the scratches on Han Hai’s neck, Old Han confirmed that his own son had robbed him. He was so angry that he slapped him several times, scolding him and telling him to get lost and cutting off their father-son relationship.

Ma Jinlian’s fate was even worse; apart from being loudly scolded by Yue Qiaoyun, she was also punched and kicked by an enraged Jin Cheng.

It’s not hard to understand, if it weren’t for Ma Jinlian, the scheming bitch, how would Young Master Jin have been severely taught a lesson today?

Eventually, Ma Jinlian was beaten so badly she screamed and rolled on the ground, her hair disheveled.

No one in the room felt sorry for her.

Even the kind-hearted Han Xue’er didn’t ask Ye Haochuan to plead for her. Being merciful to such a heartless and unrighteous stepmother was cruelty to herself.

Only by beating her painfully and miserably could she learn her lesson and never dare to act arrogantly again!

Finally, Ye Haochuan couldn’t stand to watch any longer and stopped Jin Cheng, preventing her from continuing to be abused.

"Aren’t you going to apologize to Brother Ye quickly? Motherf—er, your hair is long but your insight is short. How dare you slander a big shot like Brother Ye!" Jin Cheng shouted.

Ma Jinlian, completely terrified from the beating, had no choice but to sincerely apologize to Ye Haochuan.

Ye Haochuan couldn’t be bothered with her, gave Jin Cheng a signal, and said, "Kick these two out; keep the place clear, lest everyone feel uncomfortable."

Jin Cheng did exactly as instructed.

Soon, Han Hai and Ma Jinlian were chased out of the Han family courtyard like stray dogs.

Afterward, Jin Cheng also took his leave, but to facilitate Ye Haochuan’s return to Haishan, he specifically left a helicopter and pilot.

Ye Haochuan initially planned to leave immediately for Haishan, since the safety of Xiao Haimei and Lin Qingxuan still needed his assurance. But, unable to resist the persistent hospitality of Old Han’s family, he agreed to stay for lunch before departing.

After lunch, Ye Haochuan left the Han Family Village with Han Xue’er, accompanied by Han Dazhuang, who was determined to follow Ye Haochuan.

An hour later, the helicopter landed in the open area of the parking lot of Building No. 7 at Haishan University.

The residents of Building No. 7 were always considered the favored ones, often picked up and dropped off by helicopter by their families, so when the three of them disembarked, it hardly attracted any curious glances.

Before disembarking, Ye Haochuan had sent a message to the WeChat group he had created for Zhao Bingqian’s dorm, learning that the four beauties of the dorm were all in class and not in the dorm, so he decided not to go upstairs.

After sending off the helicopter, Ye Haochuan took the siblings, Han Dazhuang and Han Xue’er, to Zhao Bingqian’s red BMW.

Considering that the apartment Han Xue’er was currently renting was too small for Han Dazhuang, he said, "Come on, let me first take you guys to rent a bigger place near campus, so you can look after each other better."

Han Dazhuang hesitated and said, "Brother-in-law, is that really necessary? Xue’er and I can just rent an apartment ourselves."

"Brother Dazhuang, why all the unnecessary talk? Just listen to me," Ye Haochuan said dominantly before taking out the car keys, opening the door, and inviting the siblings to get in.

"Brother Ye, this is someone else’s car, isn’t it inappropriate for us to ride in it?" Han Xue’er said, feeling uneasy.

Han Dazhuang felt the same way.

Ye Haochuan laughed and said, "What’s wrong with it? Zhao Bingqian that girl made a fortune from reselling medicine through me, earning over a hundred million, so what’s the big deal about driving her BMW?"

Reselling medicine, earning over a hundred million?

Han Dazhuang was dumbfounded. What kind of medicine was this that could sell for such a high price?

Han Xue’er, being a nurse at the Haishan University hospital, knew a bit about the situation and told them about Zhao Bingqian reselling the Body-Strengthening Pills provided by Ye Haochuan in Building No. 7 for sky-high prices.

"So, Brother Dazhuang, if you stick with me in the future, it won’t be long before you can become rich and wealthy. Not just marrying a wife, you could even marry ten," Ye Haochuan said with a laugh.

Han Dazhuang grinned naively, without a word.

Han Xue’er, however, was slightly displeased and glared at Ye Haochuan, silent but full of reproof, "Ten wives? Don’t lead my brother astray."

Damn, as if I’m the one leading astray? When a man gets rich, he turns bad, your brother looks honest now, but who knows about later!

Ye Haochuan hummed inside, let out a loud laugh, vaguely passing over the subject, and pushed the two into the car. Of course, he took the chance to cop a feel on Han Xue’er.

Houses near the school were easy to rent, and before long, Ye Haochuan, through a real estate agency, rented an apartment very close to the university with proper property management.

The apartment, checked by all three, had two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom, fully furnished and to their satisfaction.

Considering that Han Dazhuang came to Haishan without much money, Ye Haochuan planned to advance him a month’s salary, but just then his cell phone ran out of battery. So, he drove to a standalone ATM, intending to withdraw ten thousand from his bankcard.

What he didn’t expect was that the ATM seemed to malfunction, and instead of the expected amount, it dispensed thirty extra hundred-yuan bills.

Meaning, Ye Haochuan mysteriously gained an extra three thousand yuan.

"Hey, talk about hitting a small jackpot today," Ye Haochuan smiled, and without another word, handed it all to Han Dazhuang.

While Han Dazhuang was somewhat excited, the honest man still felt the money was unearned and only agreed to take ten thousand.

Ye Haochuan couldn’t persuade him otherwise, so he kept the rest himself.

At that moment, Han Xue’er suggested, "Brother Ye, why don’t we return this money to the bank now?"

"Return it to the bank?"

Ye Haochuan snorted and said, "It’s the bank’s ATM that malfunctioned, why should I take it back? It makes more sense if the bank comes to me."

"But Brother Ye, if we don’t return these three thousand yuan to the bank, and if the bank reports it, you could get arrested," Han Xue’er argued softly, "Even if you don’t want to return it, could you at least call the bank’s customer service to explain the situation?"