"Ah! You bitch—"
Zhang Kehua raised his hand and slapped Han Yunru directly against the wall.
There was a muffled sound, and the woman's forehead hit the wall, and blood slid down her cheeks, staining her beautiful face in an instant.
Zhang Kehua wasn't much better either.
The fragments cut his scalp, and some were still inserted into the flesh. He dared not touch it because it was full of blood.
The hot water was poured on half of his face, and it was on fire at the moment.
"You, go and get her here, you," he pointed to another flowered shirt, "go and find a nurse to treat my wound!"
The two flower shirts looked at each other and frowned at the same time.
They came here to see Brother Yang's face, what kind of person is this person? Dare to boss them around
"Hurry up—" Zhang Kehua roared on the spot, with a frenzied expression.
In the end, the two still obeyed.
One went out to find a nurse, and the other brought Han Yunru to Zhang Kehua and bound her hands to prevent her from hurting anyone again.
"Pa—" Another slap in the face, Han Yunru was turned away from the slap, but Zhang Kehua was still angry.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Jiang Da saw this scene, his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.
He struggled desperately, his veins bulging, but the two people behind him who suppressed him remained motionless.
Zhang Kehua clamped Han Yunru's face, and turned her in Jiang Da's direction, "Look at your useless and useless husband, what's the use of it other than barking? I can only watch you being beaten. I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect Still so stupid! Just so stupid—”
Han Yunru raised her eyes coldly: "That's better than you bastard!"
Zhang Kehua became furious, and the third slap was about to fall, but the woman stretched her neck fearlessly, without any intention of dodging.
He withdrew his hand suddenly, the corners of his mouth raised, and even greater malice appeared in his eyes.
Han Yunru's heart sank suddenly, and a bad premonition came to her heart.
In the next second, it becomes a reality—
"You," Zhang Kehua called a flowered shirt, but looked straight at the hospital bed, "bring that child here."
Han Yunru's complexion changed drastically: "What do you want to do?!"
"What do you think I'm going to do? Jiang Chenxing was originally the contracted internet celebrity of the company. It's not good for him to fall asleep like this. There will be a live broadcast at night..."
"You black-hearted bastard! My son is still unconscious, how did you do it?!"
Zhang Kehua laughed. Sure enough, children are the weakness of being a mother. The woman who was indifferent just now has a temper.
"I can't help it. The company wants to make money. If your son misses one day of broadcasting, the company will lose a fortune. Who will pay for it? You? Just by selling pancakes? Heh! You can't control yourself!"
Then his smile suddenly faded, and he turned to the flowered shirt that was pointed out before: "Why are you still standing there? Get him here!"
Han Yunru: "How dare you—"
The woman exerted all her strength, and she broke free from the bondage while the other party was not prepared. She turned around and threw herself on the hospital bed, spreading her arms like a hen guarding her chicks, and shielding her son.
"Whoever dares to take a step forward, I will fight him hard!"
Zhang Kehua: "Are you using it as a log?! You're going to fuck me—"
The man in the floral shirt frowned: "Brother Yang sent us here to support the field, not to be your thugs!"
"you!"
"Hurry up and finish things, brothers don't have so much time to spend with you." The floral shirt was not polite at all, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.
What's the point of being cruel to a woman
But Zhang Kehua was confident: "I'm just doing business now! Mr. Yang's cash cow is lying on the bed. If you don't get rid of him, this trip will be in vain!"
Flowered shirts show hesitation, women and children...
Zhang Kehua: "Hurry up! Otherwise, what would Mr. Yang spend money on asking you to do? Standing and watching the fun?!"
The man gritted his teeth, took two steps forward and opened Han Yunru, and then dug out the sleeping Jiang Chenxing from the blanket.
The boy also had an infusion needle stuck on the back of his hand, and he also roughly pulled it off, and beads of blood came out of the needle hole.
Han Yun screamed and rushed up like crazy: "Let go of my son—let go—"
The floral shirt knocked her down, walked up to Zhang Kehua with the child in his arms, and said coldly, "What should I do next?"
Han Yunru struggled to get up, and rushed forward again, trying to snatch her son back.
But how can a woman's strength compare to a man's
Zhang Kehua kicked her down with a kick, and a ruthless look flashed between his brows and eyes.
Jiang Da had already burst into tears, his cheeks were flushed purple due to too much struggle: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"
Just when Zhang Kehua was about to make another kick, bang—
The door of the ward was kicked open.
A group of men in black wearing suits and sunglasses rushed in, knocking down all the flowered shirts with lightning speed.
Jiang Da was able to break free, rushed forward, snatched his son back, and used his body to protect Han Yunru firmly.
"Wife, are you okay? Ah? Let me see..." The man's hands were shaking, his eyes were full of tears, full of self-blame and guilt.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." He hugged Jiang Xiaodi with one hand, but he didn't dare to touch his wife's face with the other hand.
The blood stung his eyes, and this 1.8 meter man cried like a child.
"It's okay, I'm fine," Han Yunru shook her head, her gaze was as gentle as her voice, "Put your son on the bed first, he's so uncomfortable..."
"Okay, okay." Jiang Da nodded quickly.
"You, who are you?!" In the blink of an eye, all the floral shirts fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the man in black had a cold expression and a strong aura.
Zhang Kehua was startled, followed by fear and panic.
These people looked much taller than the gangsters Mr. Yang called, all of them were expressionless and fierce from head to toe.
It's because he has no experience, and he knows that the other party is not easy to mess with.
But isn't Jiang Da's family selling pancakes? How do you know this kind of person
"You, what are your backgrounds?" Zhang Kehua asked again, obviously lacking confidence.
Unfortunately, no response was received.
These men in black seemed to be thoughtless machines, they stopped moving after they restrained their floral shirts.
Zhang Kehua was in doubt, seeing that the other party did not take any action, he thought that he was more or less afraid, so he pretended to be tough and said: "No matter who you are, get out of here immediately!"
"Do you know who we are? President Yang Huaishan of Yimi Company! If you are sensible, stop as soon as possible, otherwise..."
He sneered twice, but no matter how he heard it, there was a sense of being strong on the outside but doing nothing on the inside.
"Jumping clown!" At this moment, a cold shout came from the entrance, and Hu Ben and Xiao Liu arrived with the doctor.
Jiang Fuyue walked in the middle, and the two of them were always half a step behind, one on the left and one on the right, like flower protectors, but the respect on their faces was like a loyal servant.
Zhang Kehua froze in place, seeing the pretty young girl go straight in, and the men in black gave way one after another.
She has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, but at this moment there is no emotion in those eyes, indifferent and quiet, deep and silent.
"Yueyue..." Han Yunru was stunned.
Jiang Da was dumbfounded the moment Jiang Fuyue entered the door.
He looked at his wife blankly, but what he got was the same blank look back from his wife.
"Where's the doctor?" Jiang Fuyue asked lightly.
Hu Ben lifted it to the bed, and said coldly: "Don't hurry to treat it?! I'll make you unable to see the sun tomorrow!"
It's not because of his bad attitude, it's because these doctors and nurses obviously heard such a loud noise on this floor, but no one came up to stop it, even if they asked the security guards to deal with it, or called the police directly.
But they don't.
As early as half an hour ago, this group of people received a notice to clear the venue on the third floor, and all personnel withdrew, allowing these gangsters to do evil.
This doctor was caught by Hu Ben and Xiao Liu from other floors, and he would say everything after a slight threat.
It turned out that this hospital had a lot to do with Mr. Yang, and he just let the hooligans run wild in the ward.
Ah…
Hu Ben sneered, looking at a group of fallen shirts in front of him was like looking at a pile of dead bones.
It's not good to provoke anyone, but to provoke the Great Demon King.
Jiang Fuyue walked straight to the hospital bed without looking at Zhang Kehua the whole time, not even giving him a glimpse from the corner of his eye.
"Yueyue, it's really you..." Han Yunru murmured softly, with sadness and joy in her eyes.
When she was slapped and knocked down, she didn't cry; when Jiang Chenxing was taken away, she didn't have time to shed tears, all she could think about was how to get her son back.
But at this moment, looking at her daughter who suddenly appeared, Han Yunru couldn't bear it anymore, tears pouring down her cheeks.
"Mom..." Jiang Fuyue's voice softened, and there was a hint of tenderness in the indifference.
"It's all right." She said, "Everything is up to me."
Han Yunru nodded, tears not stopping.
Jiang Fuyue swept across her bleeding forehead, as well as the clearly visible finger prints on her cheeks, her eyes suddenly turned cold...
Hu Ben knew that someone was going to be unlucky.
Blood mold.