Once home, Song Xiaoru asked Song Xiaodong: "Did you get into trouble again in Quanzhou?"

"Sis, don't be mad, listen to me!" Song Xiaodong lowered his head, staring at the floor, not daring to meet Song Xiaoru's eyes.

"Alright, I'll listen to you!" Song Xiaoru placed her hands on her hips, glaring angrily at Song Xiaodong.

Li Sijie and Lin Su'er saw the situation and quickly came over to persuade Sister Xiaoru.

"Sis, don't be mad, just listen to Xiaodong finish speaking." Li Sijie pulled Song Xiaoru back to prevent her from grabbing Song Xiaodong's ear.

"Yes, sis, don't be like that, Brother Xiaodong wouldn't act recklessly!" Lin Su'er said.

"Sis, this time it's really not Xiaodong's fault, it's mine." Sun Yiyi also hurried forward, blocking Song Xiaoru.

"What happened?" Hearing it was Sun Yiyi speaking, Song Xiaoru's anger subsided, and she looked at Sun Yiyi puzzled.

"Sis, let me explain. Yiyi got injured, and while dining at a restaurant in Quanzhou, the waiter bumped into Yiyi and tore open her wound. Xiaodong taught them a lesson, and the next night, that restaurant hired people to come and fight us. Xiaodong pretended to get beaten up, went to their restaurant demanding compensation, and they settled the matter quietly. It's really not Xiaodong's fault; it's the restaurant's poor service." Chu Xianling explained breathlessly.

"You got injured?" Upon hearing, Song Xiaoru quickly came up to Sun Yiyi, taking her hands in hers.

"Sis, it's okay, it's just on the back, a superficial wound." Sun Yiyi replied.

"Let me take a look." Song Xiaoru started to pull off Sun Yiyi's clothes.

Sun Yiyi complied by taking off her coat, exposing the wound tightly wrapped by Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaoru frowned, after inspecting for a while, turned to shout at Song Xiaodong: "How could you let this happen? Can't even protect your own wife?"

Song Xiaodong's face flushed with embarrassment.

"Sis, don't worry, I'm fine, and Xiaodong has already avenged me." Sun Yiyi quickly hugged Song Xiaoru.

Song Xiaoru finally stopped talking but still gave Song Xiaodong a glare.

"Sister Xianling, what's with your skirt?" Xiao Yingying asked while helping to organize luggage, noticing Chu Xianling's scorched skirt.

"Don't start! My skirt is really expensive!" Chu Xianling sulked.

"What exactly were you guys doing? One getting hurt, another tearing up her skirt." Song Xiaoru questioned Song Xiaodong.

"We had some matters of Dragon Gate to deal with." Song Xiaodong replied.

Song Xiaoru sighed, "I have to say, Xiaodong, why do you always involve Yiyi and Xianling when Dragon Gate has issues? Isn't there anyone else? Every time, you drag your wife along to face danger, doesn't it bother you?"

"Sis, don't say that. Yiyi and I are skilled fighters, we'll be okay!" Chu Xianling quickly said.

"Does this look okay?" Song Xiaoru pointed at Sun Yiyi's back.

"Sis, it's nothing, just superficial scratches." Sun Yiyi hurriedly put her clothes back on.

"Superficial? A young woman with scars everywhere, how will you dress in summer?" Song Xiaoru spoke, feeling sorry for Sun Yiyi.

"Sis, I have no other choice, Dragon Gate doesn't have that many experts, and the elders' positions are too high and mighty to act easily, that's why I take Yiyi and Xianling with me." Song Xiaodong said helplessly.

"Avoid involving them in such matters in the future!" Song Xiaoru couldn't help but give Song Xiaodong another glare.

"Alright, alright!" Song Xiaodong nodded hurriedly.

A group of women stood by, too scared to speak.

"Yiyi, are you going to the hospital for a check-up?" Song Xiaoru asked Sun Yiyi.

"No need, sis. Xiaodong said he'd treat me." Sun Yiyi told Song Xiaoru.

"You better treat her well!" Song Xiaoru shouted at Song Xiaodong.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Go on!" Song Xiaoru waved her hand impatiently.

Sun Yiyi sneaked a glance at Chu Xianling and Song Xiaodong, sticking out her tongue.

"Why is sis so irritable today, is it that time of the month?" Song Xiaodong whispered.

"Your ears are itching for trouble, aren't they?" Song Xiaoru said, sitting on the sofa, her back to Song Xiaodong.

The group dispersed.

At dinner, Song Xiaodong noticed a blister on Lin Su'er's lips and asked her: "Su'er, what's wrong with your mouth?"

"Su'er is quite stressed, don't bother her," Miao Qingqing said to Song Xiaodong.

"Huh? What's happened?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Nothing, Brother Xiaodong," Lin Su'er told Song Xiaodong.

"What happened?" Song Xiaodong asked Miao Qingqing.

"A gang of medical agitators showed up at Su'er's hospital, they sat in protest all day yesterday." Miao Qingqing answered.

"Yes, Su'er's really stressed, even got blisters on her mouth." Miao Xuanxuan added.

"Oh come on, it's not that big of a deal, just some troublemakers, why worry? I'll handle it." Song Xiaodong waved his hand.

"So now you're full of yourself!" Song Xiaoru glared at Song Xiaodong.

"Brother Xiaodong, medical agitation is no ordinary matter. The hospital tends to want peace, even if it's not the hospital's fault; if it gets into media and online, the hospital will still suffer." Lin Su'er said with a long face.

"Don't worry, I can manage it." Song Xiaodong said.

The next day, Song Xiaodong and Lin Su'er went to the hospital.

They saw a group of poorly dressed women sitting outside the hospital, seemingly from some Urban-Rural Junction.

"Brother Xiaodong, this is a group of professional medical agitators." Lin Su'er said, almost in tears, to Song Xiaodong.

"Professional medical agitators? They even have a profession now?" Song Xiaodong raised his eyebrows, questioning.