"I won't go to the hospital!"
Upon hearing Luo Qiuyue calling for an ambulance, Yang Zicong stopped feigning death on the floor, sat up, and started shouting loudly.
"Mom, I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to go. They definitely want to harm me!"
"Baoxiang, and you others, hold him down, avoid his head, pin his arms and legs, and just let him lie there, don't let him thrash about."
The young men standing with Luo Baoxiang were all relatives from the Luo Family's side.
As soon as Luo Qiuyue gave the order, the young men immediately pounced together, dragging Yang Zicong by his legs to one side, then pinning his arms and legs down, pressing him onto the floor so he couldn't move.
"Ah! Are you trying to kill someone? Let go of my son."
