In this compartment, Shen Hou walked unrestrainedly.
On the other end, Shen Chunjiang looked at her leaving back, shaking all over with anger, gritted his teeth.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt bored, but I was threatened by my daughter. Was he shameless? !
Kicked over the tea table in a fit of anger, only to hear a creak, and the tea set and cup fell to pieces.
At this moment, a waiter passed by and happened to see this scene in his eyes. He immediately rushed in, pointed at Shen Chunjiang and sternly reprimanded: "What are you going crazy?! Did you mean to make trouble? You wait, I'll call the security guard right away. !"
Having said that, I have to call.
Shen Chunjiang was already in anger, breaking into such a second stunner, that was the punching bag that came to the door on his own initiative.
"Shut up! What are you? You deserve to yell at me too?!"
I don't know if I am scolding the waiter or someone else.
If the waiter has a softer personality and a better temper, he seems to be more likely to be bullied. In such a situation, I am afraid that it is too late to apologize, so how dare to speak back
But obviously, this one is not.
On weekdays, she relied on her relationship with the boss's wife, which was too far away, to dominate and be superior to others.
Colleagues believe that more is worse than less, and if you can bear it, you can endure it.
But this approach not only failed her to accept it when she saw it, but it also intensified, thinking that these people were afraid of her, and then they got into an inch and became more and more excessive.
If it is a waiter with a brain, let alone throwing a few cups or a few tea sets, even if Shen Chunjiang demolished this tea room, he would not make a rash.
Being able to come to such an expensive place to drink tea, even if it is not a rich man, is a person with certain economic strength and social status. In short, these waiters cannot afford to offend them.
But it turns out that the brain is a good thing, but not everyone has—
"Okay! Don't tell me if you damaged my house, you still feel confident, just like bandits and hooligans!"
The waiter didn't look good, and he barely caught the eye with his mouth closed, but with one mouth, the shrew's face was absolutely stunning.
Shen Chunjiang was commanded by his biological daughter, and now he was scolded by a waiter pointing his nose, which is strange.
For a while, blood surged, and a dull pain came from his liver. He subconsciously raised his hand and held it down. The blood on his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was finally replaced by paleness.
Shaking fingers pointed at the waiter: "You—you—"
But because of panting too hard, "you" for a long time, but can't say a complete sentence.
The waiter threw a scornful look at him, snapping—
Directly knocked off Shen Chunjiang's hand, "You, you, you... What are you?! Didn't your mother teach you that you can't just point fingers at random? It's not easy to see your age. I really don't know where you have such a bad temper. Throwing cups, cursing people... Watching too many TV series, do you really use yourself as a domineering president?"
Shen Chunjiang was already panting with anger, his chest fluctuating.
The woman is still not enough, and she has the strength to make up for the knife: "Besides, I have never seen an overbearing president like you..."
boom!
Shen Chunjiang fell straight on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his facial muscles kept twitching.
When the woman saw this, she sneered: "Do you think you can touch a porcelain without paying for the loss?" Walked over and kicked Shen Chunjiang on the thigh, "I tell you, even if you die, you can't escape the compensation! "
"..." The person who fell on the ground did not move, and the hands holding the liver were constantly clasped, as if only this could relieve the pain.
Soon, my forehead began to sweat, and the color of his lips became more and more black.
The waiter noticed something was wrong, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "Hey! You get me up, do you hear me?!"
"..."
"Don't, pretend," she laughed dryly, "just this kind of bad acting skills, it's boring... you still pretend?"
"..."
"Hey, don't you scare me?! You won't really pass out, will you?"
Thirty seconds later.
"Quick! Call an emergency call for an ambulance—"
After Shen Chunjiang was admitted to the hospital, he woke up after hanging up two bottles of water. Looking at the white ceiling, there was a smell of disinfectant lingering on the tip of his nose before he confirmed that he was in the hospital ward.
The waitress slipped early.
There is no one who is comfortable around.
Shen Chunjiang sat up, dialed the secretary's phone, and asked the other party to drive over to pick him up and leave as soon as possible.
In this place, he really didn't want to stay longer.
At this time, the doctor made a round and walked in with two female nurses. Upon seeing this, he could not help frowning, and his tone became stern: "What are you doing?"
"Discharged."
"Your current situation is not suitable for leaving."
"fart-"
The doctor frowned, but he restrained his temper with great restraint and did not get angry: "I said, you can't leave now."
Shen Chunjiang became angry from embarrassment: "What if I have to leave?"
"Then please be mentally prepared for the worsening of your condition."
"Illness... worsening?" Shen Chunjiang said with an expression of swallowing a fly, "what do you mean?"
The doctor opened the case on his hand, lowered his eyes, and paused every word, very clear—
"We found a shadow on your liver."
"Shadow?" Shen Chunjiang was startled.
The doctor was expressionless: "From the film, the possibility of tumors is not ruled out."
Swollen, tumor? !
Shen Chunjiang was struck by lightning.
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The Shen family is about to start chaos...