If any flies come to bother Third Brother, she certainly wouldn't just stand by and watch.
Of course, she'd handle it with more grace.
Nan Wan leaned against the wall, her expression calm, "Even elementary school teachers teach not to bully others casually. What's with just giving a slap? Have you fed your lady-like manners to the dogs?"
If it were an open grab, she certainly wouldn't be led by others.
An ambush in the dark is hard to defend against.
Shen Zhimei poked Nan Wan's forehead with dissatisfaction, "You have such a pretty face, and it's for venting? Don't embarrass me."
"It's not what you think," Nan Wan smiled indifferently, "I have to work, you should go in."
...
On the fourth day, Third Brother didn't wake up.
On the sixth day, he was still in a coma.
