Goddess’s Personal Doctor

The spring is cold and the atmosphere of the year dissipates. With the pattering rainy season, the world becomes very sticky and depressed.

The car stopped at an alley, and the wipers swayed noisily.

Not far away, several teenagers were entangled in a fight!

"I'm going down—" Wu Shuishui burst into murderous intent, gritted his teeth, and put his hand on the handle of the car door.

"Need not!"

I calmly took out a cigarette and lit it, opened the front window, and stared at the group of teenagers not far away.

In fact, it was a scene where a group of teenagers were fighting a boy, and the boy surrounded by the middle could be seen struggling to the left and right!

Because of the rain, he was soaked all over, and his movements seemed very difficult!

"His boxing has improved!" Wu Shuishui said with some concern, "But among those people, it seems that some of them have practiced, and they specifically restrained his attacks. If this goes on, his physical strength will be exhausted!"

"Yeah." I said calmly, "The child is smart now, but this is his own trouble!"

"Doesn't this make it clear that it is bullying?" Wu Shuishui was indignant. As a top killer, her emotions were really abnormal.

I turned my head to look at her, and said indifferently: "You were a Chinese student before? When I first came to Jiangcheng to study when I was 14 or 15 years old, I offended the local snake. It's a little injury, it's not bad to learn a lesson!"

The voice just fell.

The 'slap' punch from the other side was implemented and hit the boy's face, and the rain splashed out. Seeing that he was about to fall backwards, Wu Shuishui couldn't hold back a little, but he saw him backhand on the ground for a moment. Ji Sweep's legs abruptly swept out...

A few people who wanted to take advantage of the situation to attack collapsed.

The young shrewd Harrier turned over and threw out both fists. It was a heavy punch in the Bajiquan, and he instantly knocked out two boys who were taller than him!

The next moment, he took advantage of the momentum to rush over, grabbed the collar of one of them, pressed the man against the wall, and smashed his fist down like a storm!

Blood splashes!

"this…………"

Wu Shuishui was stunned, looking at the young man who suddenly became extremely violent, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said after a while, "I can't believe that the ruthlessness of this attack is similar to yours!"

I frowned slightly.

It seems that the teenager has the advantage of turning the tables, but unfortunately, his physical strength is almost exhausted at this time, and soon he was held down by several teenagers who got up, and a burst of punches and kicks... …

The blood mixed with the rain, leaving a small pool of traces on the ground.

Not long after, the boy's head was trampled under his feet, someone spit on his body, swearing some swear words, accompanied by some threats!

I frowned even tighter, but held down Wu Shui Shui who wanted to go out, stared at the extremely handsome face of the boy who was trampled on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "You will bring him to the riverside..."

Wu Shuishui was trembling with anger, and snorted sullenly.

About half an hour later.

Wu Shuishui took the boy to the riverside.

Wangjiang Pavilion.

I turned my head to look at the embarrassed teenager, and asked calmly, "Fight with someone again? Didn't you win?"

He gritted his teeth and lowered his head: "Yeah!"

"Why did someone beat you?"

"do not know!"

"Then why can't you win?"

"There are so many of them!"

"Are you convinced?"

"Dissatisfied!"

His tone was sullen and full of resentment, but he was always reluctant to raise his head to talk to me.

"If you don't agree, just call back. If you can't call back, then bear with it..." I said lightly.

"Got it." He kept his head down.

A trace of displeasure flashed in my eyes, I gritted my teeth, and sighed involuntarily: "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"No!"

Teenagers in the rebellious period are helpless!

Holding back my great emotions, I stared at him and said, "I just saw the scene where you were fighting in the alley, and your face was stepped on!"

He suddenly raised his head and stared at me with hatred, breathing heavily, as if he could see the air coming out of his nostrils.

"You want me to die, why did you give birth to me in the first place?" he roared at me angrily.

"Angry?" I sneered, "Everyone has the right to decide where they are born? Is it my willingness to be born?"

"I'm like this, people don't like me when they see me. They bully me, beat me, and call me a bastard, not all because I don't have my parents by my side..." He said, tears welling up in his eyes, his tone With a choked sound.

"Why? Because you look good?"

"Because I don't look like them, I'm... a mixed race!" He gritted his teeth.

"What happened to the mixed race? I only know that boys like those beautiful mixed-race girls the most. Is this also wrong?"

"Hehe, but when others see me, their eyes will only be weird, some people scold me in person, some people say me in private, you don't understand that feeling at all!" he roared.

"Oh, so you care so much about the feelings others impose on you?" I smiled lightly, "That's because you're not strong enough, what's my business?"

"You...you are the most **** in the world..." He said without speaking, gritted his teeth and let the tears slide down his handsome face.

"The strong won't cry, let alone be knocked down. I understand that you have grievances against me, but you can't think that it's my fault that I gave birth to you because you can't beat others. Everyone has no right to choose to be born. , but you have the freedom to choose how to live in this world, you... Yang Wentian, other people's children have parents who say you are not allowed to do this or that, but you don't... No one restricts how you live, except committing serious crimes outside!"

"Humph……"

"It doesn't matter if you are not convinced. In fact, when I was as old as you, I was also alone. I beat those who bullied me into obedience!"

"It's not your time now, don't tell me about you..."

"The times have changed, but the truth remains the same!"

"I'm too lazy to care about you, what else do you have to say, if not, I'm going back to school!" He gritted his teeth stubbornly and said with a deep breath.

"Yes, I saw you fighting just now. In fact, you once had a chance to win, but you missed that opportunity..."

"How is it possible? There are so many of them, I have tried my best!" He gritted his teeth and snorted.

"Just now you grabbed the leader of their group. When you pressed against the wall, you shouldn't throw so many quick punches..." I said seriously, "The faster the punch, the stronger the blow. The bigger it is, to really beat a person, one punch is enough, like this..."

Saying that, I punched out.

A 'bang' sound!

The seemingly unremarkable punch hit the pillar of the pavilion, the entire pavilion shook, and the dust rustled down.

He looked at me in surprise, a flash of light flashing across his eyes.

"You're an adult, and you're better than me, it's easy to say..." He still had a tone of disapproval.

I laughed: "If you say that, your physical strength is on the rise, and I have already started to decline. If you have to think so, it is your own shortsightedness!"

"How?" he asked suddenly.

"The point of boxing is not to be fast, although there is a saying that only fast is not broken, but it must be cooperated forcefully. The perfect support point, hit the effect, you will get the greatest effect!"

"For example, some people say that the power of a fist from a 90-degree angle is perfect, but a really powerful punch is the most direct hit within the shortest distance, and it doesn't depend entirely on how you use your power. , but depends on where the fist is going to hit and the distance between the axes..."

As I said that, I punched the pillar with my fist from a very short distance.

"Snapped!"

This time, it's louder!

The pillars of the pavilion poured with reinforced concrete suddenly showed a concave reflection of a fist, and cracks appeared!

"How...how is this possible?" He widened his eyes, dumbfounded.

"It took me decades to understand the truth, and now I teach it to you. If you think about it slowly, you will always understand..." I smiled lightly.

"Don't think that I won't be angry anymore. You are not a good father. You never cared about us. Where in the world is there a father who is indifferent to watching his son be beaten and trampled under his feet?" he asked angrily. .

"I want to help you, that's an easy task, whether it's a fight between children like this or your business or survival in the future, I can help you, but then you won't get the life you really want? Do you think it's more interesting that way?" I asked back.

"Anyway, I can't refute what you said, but I still don't think you deserve to be a good father..."

"If you want to say that, I can't help it. You will feel better when you understand more in the future!"

I said, reached out and touched his head!

He tried to dodge, but finally stopped.

My hand touched his wound, and after letting him raise his head, he smiled with a teasing tone: "You look so handsome, are there any girls chasing you?"

"Why are you asking this?" He opened my hand somewhat uncomfortable.

"If there is, there is, isn't this a shameful thing!" I laughed.

"I didn't say shame, I just didn't want to tell you!"

"Then do you have a girl you like?" I asked.

"Why do you care so much?" He hesitated for a moment, looked elsewhere, and said with a lost expression, "I'm afraid her parents don't like me like this..."

"There is an unreasonable disgust because of jealousy. You are so handsome. As long as you have enough strength, those disgust and jealousy will become your excellent vassals, but if you have self-doubt and low self-esteem because of others' jealousy , that is you beat yourself!"

He seemed to understand, but he looked at the direction of the river, and said after a while, "How can I punch like you just now?"

"It's smooth to the heart, no trouble, no stagnation, power comes from the heart, doesn't care about the pain of the fist, doesn't care about other people's eyes, naturally able to hit such a punch..." I said.

"It's so complicated, wait a minute, I'll take my phone and write it down!" He suddenly took out his phone and started typing down what I said just now.

I looked at his serious profile, youthful temperament, and couldn't help but feel a little ecstatic. I touched the top of his head subconsciously, and sighed: "You have learned well, and you must protect your younger brothers and sisters. Dad will eventually grow old..."

He paused, lowered his head and hummed: "Don't worry about it, I have a good relationship with them..."