Xia Rushuang quickly asked: "Uncle... I want to go see aunt, okay? I'm worried about aunt and want to see her."
The old man hesitated: "Well, let's forget it first. Qingsi will probably be here at this time. If she attacks you again, it will be bad. Wait until night. She has returned to the hotel, and you can go there."
Xia Rushuang nodded: "Okay."
The old man left with his hands behind his hands. Xia Rushuang watched her go away and then said to the little nurse: "Send me back too."
"OK."
…
When she went back, Xia Rushuang asked the nurse to push her and take a look at the old lady's ward from a distance. No one was guarding the door.
When she returned to the ward and saw no one at the door, Xia Rushuang lowered her head and raised the corners of her lips.
She said to the little nurse: "I haven't eaten fruit for a long time. Can you get me a fruit knife?"
The nurse looked at her wrist: "This..."
Xia Rushuang quickly said: "Don't worry, I didn't commit suicide. I would cut my wrists before, just because... I had no choice. At that time, I felt that only death could prove my innocence."
The nurse said angrily: "You are so pitiful. You don't look like a bad person at all. That Yan Qingsi... Really, it was in vain that I followed her drama before. I didn't expect that she turned out to be such a person. I discussed her acting skills with colleagues before. Well, now that I’m watching it, I realize that what’s so good about her acting skills is that it’s just her true nature and she doesn’t need any acting skills.”
Xia Rushuang lowered her head and sighed: "It's also my fault. I think... I misunderstood her in some way. She is actually... a pretty good girl."
"Oh, please stop speaking for her. A woman like her can only live half her life in TV dramas."
"You are such a good girl. If Qingsi could be like you, we might get along much better."
"You don't need to pay attention to that kind of person. Sooner or later he will seek his own death. I'll get you a fruit knife. You can rest first."
Xia Rushuang: "Thank you."
After the nurse left, she opened her palms and there was a thin long hair in her palms.
This belonged to Yan Qingsi. Just now, when Yan Qingsi bent down to talk to her, her hair fell down, and she quickly pulled out a strand.
The smile on Xia Rushuang's face slowly changed, and the coldness at the corner of her lips made her thin and pale face look particularly strange.
Yue Tingfeng kept staring at the monitor screen and saw something in Xia Rushuang's palm, but he couldn't see it clearly. He said, "What she is holding is..."
Yan Qingsi said lightly: "Hair!"
"hair?"
"mine."
Yan Qingsi is not a fool. If a hair is pulled out, she will feel obvious pain, right? Xia Rushuang really thinks she doesn't know.
Yue Tingfeng frowned and asked, "What does she want to do?"
Yan Qingsi touched her chin: "Probably... framed."
…
In the evening, Yan Qingsi left the hospital. Before leaving, she made a special trip to have a close and friendly communication with Xia Rushuang.
Ten minutes later, Yan Qingsi waved her hands and left the ward.
Behind her, Xia Rushuang sat slumped on the ground. Her face was swollen from the whiplash, the corners of her lips were cracked, and her mouth was filled with the smell of rust.
Xia Rushuang touched her face that was burning, her eyes were full of hatred, and her facial features were twisted to the point of ferociousness.
She secretly swore in her heart: Yan Qingsi, you wait, you wait for me... I will repay you double the shame you have brought me these days. I can kill your mother, and I can also make you die without a burial. place.