"Oh!" Zhou Manli laughed angrily, "You're a threat! Someone! Throw her out for me. I'm asking you to eat? Can't even stop someone?! Ah—"
As soon as the words fell, Song Yaoyao's patience was completely exhausted.
She dragged Zhou Manli and pushed her out. When the door was closed, Song Yaoyao met Huo Jiu's eyes, "I'm sorry."
Huo Jiu understood and bowed his head respectfully.
"do not worry."
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand gracefully, "Mrs. Song, please rest outside for a while."
Different from Huo Qi's detachment and liveliness, this young man's temperament is cold to the bone.
Zhou Manli was like a chicken being choked. She widened her eyes and pointed at the closed ward, "What is she going to do? What is she going to do to my Jing Wan?!"
"Mrs. Song, now is a society ruled by law, and we, Ms. Song, are civilized people." After Huo Jiu finished speaking, screams came from the ward.
"Song Yaoyao! Don't come here!"
"Mom! Mom save me!"
"Jingwan!" Zhou Manli's eyelids twitched, she was so stimulated that she completely lost her mind. He was about to rush into the ward regardless of fear, but was firmly blocked by the people brought by Huo Jiu.
Huo Jiu stroked the hem of his clothes, calm and composed, "Mrs. Song, please be calm, Ling Qianjin's reaction is really a bit big."
All mistakes are Song Jingwan's, and have nothing to do with Song Yaoyao.
Zhou Manli was so angry that she almost gritted her silver teeth.
Civilized people? Is this what civilized people do? !
In the ward.
Song Jingwan rolled her eyes and kicked her legs vigorously on the hospital bed. Her hand, which was still receiving the infusion, was swollen into a steamed bun due to the violent struggle. The crimson blood flowed back into the transparent tube.
"Uh-no-"
Two lines of turbid tears slipped from the corners of Song Jingwan's eyes and quickly sank into her hair.
She opened her mouth wide, panting heavily. The girl who was pinching her neck was bright and beautiful, and her smile didn't reach her eyes, as if a layer of ice had formed.
"What have you done, huh? I'm a broom star? Before the car accident, did I meet Song Wenchuan? He's clearly escaped, so why did something happen again?"
Song Yaoyao's hand was suddenly loosened, and Song Jingwan fell to the side in embarrassment, rubbing her neck and coughing heart-piercingly.
Looking into Song Yaoyao's eyes, there was deep fear.
"Did I tell you not to provoke me?"
Song Jingwan's throat was injured, and her voice was hoarse like the sound of a broken bellows, "I, cough, cough... I don't know what you are talking about... ah!"
It must not be said that it was just a random thought.
Natural disasters and man-made disasters, how could she think about it and it would really happen
Before she could finish her sophistry, Song Yaoyao sneered and grabbed her long hair, and kept tightening her hands until she grabbed her scalp and lifted her face viciously.
Song Jingwan didn't dare to look her in the eye at all, she probably guessed that Song Yaoyao would not kill her.
"Even if you kill me, I still say that! I don't know, ah! I just don't know!"
Flames were jumping in her eyes, she was about to burst into tears.
Why did Song Yaoyao treat her like this? ! If she doesn't die today, Song Yaoyao, we won't die forever!
Song Yaoyao pushed her back on the bed and took out a wet tissue to wipe her fingers.
Suddenly he said, "Do you know how Song Wenchuan is doing now?"
"What, what?" Song Jingwan was stunned by the rapid change of Song Yaoyao's topic.
Song Yaoyao lowered her eyelashes and said to herself: "The limbs were comminuted, the ribs were broken, and the internal organs were injured to varying degrees. The head was hit violently, and I spent more than 20 hours in the rescue room."