Chapter 209 Yu Qinghong was tortured, Shen Wanyin collapsed
Shen Wanyin was stunned when she heard the news brought by Song Xiaochan.
She never expected that Song Yingying would be so courageous and dare to kidnap Yu Qinghong in Jiangcheng.
"Madam, what should we do next?"
Song Xiaochan looked at Shen Wanyin nervously, and was panicked for a moment.
During this period, Song Yingying had been asking Yu Qinghong to treat her injuries, but Yu Qinghong never agreed.
Originally, Song Xiaochan thought that this matter would go away like this, but she did not expect that Song Yingying would use such an extreme method.
"Do you know where Song Yingying took people?"
After Shen Wanyin became nervous, she immediately calmed down.
She knew she couldn't panic, but her lowered hands were trembling slightly.
"...I know, madam, do you want to go?"
"You tell me your address, and I will send someone to take you back. You have nothing to do with this matter anymore, do you understand?"
Shen Wanyin looked at Song Xiaochan and said very seriously.
At this time, Song Xiaochan felt uneasy while listening to Shen Wanyin's words.
She wanted to go along, but she also knew that she couldn't help at all.
In the end, Song Xiaochan could only stand at the door and watch Shen Wanyin get into the car.
"I hope nothing happens later!"
She said worriedly, feeling more and more panicked.
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In the closed room, Song Yingying watched with disdain from a distance.
At this time, Yu Qinghong was tied to a chair, but he remained calm and did not show a trace of panic.
When Song Yingying saw him like this, she actually admired him in her heart.
"Mr. Yu is a person respected by everyone in Jiangcheng. Even in such a situation, he can remain calm and composed. It is really remarkable."
Song Yingying sneered, with a hint of cruelty in her eyes.
But after Yu Qinghong was taken away by Song Yingying, he didn't say a word.
Fortunately, Song Yingying wanted Yu Qinghong to treat her illness, and she had not let her men hurt him before.
But what happens next is hard to say.
"Mr. Yu, do you really plan not to say a word? We have already reached this situation. If you can still do this next time, I will be really lucky."
With that said, Song Yingying walked towards Yu Qinghong.
At this time, her staff handed her a pair of forceps used in surgery.
After a while, Song Yingying walked up to Yu Qinghong.
It's a pity that Yu Qinghong didn't look at her seriously at all.
"Mr. Yu, you are so brave. Let me ask you one last time, are you really not willing to treat my injuries?"
Song Yingying said with a cold look in her eyes.
She waited for a while, but Yu Qinghong still didn't even look at her, let alone speak.
Seeing this, Song Yingying shrugged indifferently.
"That's such a pity! What a pity it would be if Dr. Yu, who is praised by everyone in Jiangcheng, can no longer diagnose people's pulse with his fingers!"
She said hypocritically, but she held the surgical forceps close to Yu Qinghong's bound hands.
Instantly, Yu Qinghong, who had always been indifferent, groaned in pain, with a painful expression on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Qinghong felt a cold sweat on his forehead.
"Oh, it's bleeding! They say fingers are connected to the heart. It must be very painful to have the fingernails pulled out raw!"
Song Yingying looked at Yu Qinghong's extremely painful appearance with a happy smile on her face.
At this time, the pliers in her hands still held bloody nails.
But even though he was tortured, Yu Qinghong still didn't say a word.
"It doesn't matter if you don't speak. We still have nine fingers. Let's take our time."
Song Yingying said nonchalantly, with an indifferent expression on her face even though she was doing a cruel thing.
After that, Song Yingying actually pulled out Yu Qinghong's fingernails.
No matter how much Yu Qinghong could endure it, he couldn't bear it anymore and he began to scream in pain.
At this time, Yu Qinghong's clothes were already wet with cold sweat.
His face was pale and without any blood.
Even Song Yingying's men couldn't bear such a miserable scene.
You must know that Yu Qinghong has been a charitable person in Jiangcheng for many years, and he also treats many poor people every year without charging a penny.
He has a very high prestige in Jiangcheng and is deeply respected by the people of Jiangcheng.
Such a person was tortured mercilessly by Song Yingying, and her subordinates couldn't stand it.
In the end, all ten of Yu Qinghong's fingernails were pulled out by Song Yingying, and he fainted from the pain...
"Miss Song, Mr. Yu fainted, what should we do next?"
"Pour water on me to wake him up, and make sure he stays awake."
When Song Yingying's men heard what she said, although they looked embarrassed, they could only do it.
One of the men went out to get water, but as soon as he opened the door, someone kicked him to the ground.
Hearing the noise, everyone in the room turned around subconsciously.
It was also at this time that Shen Wanyin walked in anxiously with others.
When Shen Wanyin saw the blood-soaked scene in the room, she suddenly felt depressed.
"Song Yingying, what did you do?"
Shen Wanyin walked over eagerly. Someone wanted to stop her, but was stopped by the people Shen Wanyin brought.
Then, before Song Yingying could react, Shen Wanyin slapped her hard on the face.
This slap caused the veil on Song Yingying's face to fall off, and her face full of scars was exposed.
Song Yingying wanted to hide and pick up the veil that fell on the ground, but Shen Wanyin raised her foot and stepped hard on the back of her hand.
"Song Yingying, you still dare to hurt my most important family, I will kill you today."
As she spoke, Shen Wanyin's feet became harder and harder.
Then her hands were already pulling Song Yingying's hair hard.
Song Yingying, who was in severe pain, screamed miserably.
"Shen Wanyin, let me go quickly, or else..."
"Even if Fu Beizheng comes, I dare to kill you in front of you. You really thought I was afraid of you... Before I kill you, I will ruin your reputation and let the world see how ugly you look."
Shen Wanyin didn't wait for Song Yingying to finish speaking, but she had already spoken first.
At this time, her hands tightly grasped Song Yingying's hair, forcing Song Yingying's face to be exposed. At this time, everyone in the room could see Song Yingying's face.
"This face is really... no wonder she keeps forcing Mr. Yu to treat her."
"Is she disfigured? Would the young marshal still want her with such a face? I had always heard that the young marshal wanted to marry her."
"I had to suffer a lot of injuries before my face was ruined like this, but I can't do it anymore... I don't dare to look at it anymore."
Although Song Yingying was in pain, she still heard the sounds around her.
Nowadays, what she values most is how others judge her face.
"Turn your head, don't look at me! Look at me again, believe it or not, I will kill you. Get out, get out..."
"It turns out that you are also afraid of something."
Shen Wanyin said, putting more force on her feet.
But the most important thing now is to check on Yu Qinghong's condition.
After Shen Wanyin asked his men to hold Song Yingying hostage, he walked to Yu Qinghong in a hurry and panic.
At this time, blood-stained fingernails were scattered on the ground, and Yu Qinghong's ten fingers were all bloody.
She was trembling all over after seeing this scene and didn't dare to approach him at all.
Originally, Shen Wanyin wanted to help Yu Qinghong untie the rope that tied his wrists, but her hands were shaking violently and she couldn't even do the simplest movements.
"Uncle Yu, how are you? Are you in special pain?"
Shen Wanyin's voice also trembled. She was panicked and frightened, and the feeling of fear spread throughout her body.
As she spoke, her eyes were filled with tears.
She suppressed her emotions, but she couldn't control it after that, and tears kept falling.