Vicious Cannon Fodder 78

Mao

Wooshik sneered, his temper bubbling over. “My dad never taught me to put up with crap like this. He said if someone deserves a beating, don’t hold back. Some people just don’t know when to stop—they’re not worth reasoning with!”

Hanya's uncle

“Hey, you little punk—” Zhang Hanya’s uncle rolled up his sleeves, but after glancing at the silent wall of muscle standing behind Wooshik—Jinhyuk’s crew—he shrank back instantly.

Hanya's mother

Right on cue, Zhang Hanya’s mother and aunt wailed again. “My poor Hanya! Why did you insist on coming to this H Town? You could’ve stayed home, living a good life. Now look—barely breathing on a hospital bed! How is your mother supposed to go on? We might as well die together!”

The Jung family exchanged helpless looks. Jung Jian, a composed and respected heart surgeon at Seoul No.1 People’s Hospital, had encountered families like the Zhangs plenty of times. He knew exactly what they were after.

Papa Jung

He stepped forward calmly. “Let’s do this. We’ll cover the children’s medical bills—both Hanya’s and Xiaoxuan’s. But I want to make one thing clear. The decision to come to H Town was made together by the three girls. Rose didn’t force anyone. As adults, it’s unfair to put this all on her shoulders.”

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