Li Hongqi, drenched in cold sweat, took quite some time before he could finally recover. With Qiu Shuping's support, he managed to stand up.
"Oh, thank goodness you're all okay, you had me so worried, excuse me, can you move aside, please?" Sun Fengzhen saw that they finally got up from her doorstep, hurriedly seized the moment to open her door, slip into her house, and then slammed the door shut.
Humph, from now on, she wouldn't bother with anything that happened across the hall. She couldn't afford to mess with people who curse and strike without warning—it was better to stay far away.
Zheng Guilin helped her own mother to stand properly, then quickly went to support her husband. "Hongqi, are you alright? Does it still hurt?"
Li Hongqi was in so much pain he could hardly speak, but inside he cursed her out, "You try getting kicked and see if it doesn't hurt!" His face was covered in cold sweat, wasn't that proof enough of his pain? Yet she still asks such a stupid question.
