Zhang Xiang remained calm. "Who else in your family needs compensation?"
How could Yang Wei even respond? He was practically only exhaling, struggling to draw a breath in.
Only then did Zhang Xiang calmly ask, "Xiaoya, your store has security caras, right?"
Xu Xiaoya, jolted from her shock, hastily answered, "Yes, yes, we do... We have them everywhere..."
"Let see..."
Zhang Xiang reviewed the security footage from the past few days. He then picked up the lawyer’s letter from the floor, skimd through it, and said, "Yang Wei. Your na is Yang Wei, right? You’re demanding compensation, your mother is demanding compensation, and your maternal aunt is also demanding compensation. That makes three ’victims’ demanding compensation, correct?"
Yang Wei didn’t dare to reply, remaining splayed on the floor like a dead dog.
Just then, a clamor arose from outside.
Yang Wei’s mother and a group of won charged in. It turned out Yang Wei had sneaked out of the hospital. His injuries were rely superficial, not severe enough to keep him bedridden. He had intended to co out and extort so money, but Zhang Xiang had been waiting for this very mont.
When Auntie Huang heard her nephew had left, she feared he would cause more trouble and imdiately sent her sister after him. Unfortunately, it was already too late.
The mont Yang Wei’s mother saw her son collapsed on the ground, looking like a bloody ss, she burst into loud sobs. "My son, my son, what happened to you..."
A group of aggressive-looking won behind her were about to charge in, but two burly n swiftly blocked their path and pulled down the store’s roller shutter.
It’s human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong. When Yang Wei’s mother saw her son looking half-dead, and the nacing Zhang Xiang sitting calmly in his chair, her legs turned to jelly, and she almost collapsed from fright. "What... what have you done to my son?" she stamred, her voice trembling.
"Don’t worry, your son won’t die."
"What... what on earth do you want?"
Zhang Xiang stood up and replied nonchalantly, "I don’t particularly want anything. I rely investigated at the hospital and found out your son supposedly needs 100,000 yuan for dical expenses for three days. We don’t think he needs that much. So, to avoid wasting money, we’ve specially beaten him up to make sure he requires that full 100,000 yuan for treatnt. After all, 100,000 yuan isn’t a huge sum, but society advocates for thrift, doesn’t it?"
Yang Wei’s mother was dumbfounded.
"Of course, your son was aiming for a million in dical expenses. So, tell , should we continue beating him until he racks up a million in bills? We can offer a combo package deal, too. It’s entirely up to you. And don’t worry, we guarantee we won’t welsh on the paynt. If it’s a million in compensation, we’ll pay a million. Not a cent less. If we accidentally beat him to death, we’ll compensate you five million. How about that?"
A combo package for beatings! If it weren’t for the gravity of the situation, Xu Xiaoya would have almost burst out laughing.
Yang Wei’s mother was nearly paralyzed with terror. "Don’t... don’t... please, don’t hit my son anymore!" she begged.
Zhang Xiang, however, remained unruffled. Only then did he get to the main point: "You’re Yang Wei’s mother, and Auntie Huang’s younger sister, correct?"
Yang Wei’s mother didn’t dare to answer. She just clutched her son anxiously, desperate to get him to the hospital imdiately.
"There’s an ambulance waiting for you outside. This ti, your son genuinely needs ergency hospitalization. And don’t worry, we’ve already paid his dical expenses in full. However, you need to tell your good sister to prepare herself. We have formally filed charges against your son for hooliganism, indecent assault, and robbery..."
Yang Wei’s mother shrieked, "What are you talking about? When did my son ever commit robbery?"
Zhang Xiang calmly played the surveillance footage for her, pausing it on the scene where Yang Wei was shown grabbing seven or eight bags and running out, with Xu Xiaoya chasing after him, leading to a physical struggle between the two.
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