Almighty is a real daughter, her vest has been torn down again

The cold tone was completely different from the previous sentence, as affectionate and kind as an elder doting on a younger one.

Song Shuyan paused, then pulled Luo Jingyao who was unwilling to move, followed Li Jiaran and left quickly.

Jiang Yining shook his head slightly.

"Don't worry, madam, someone will take me back."

Mainly, she already felt the phone in her bag vibrating.

Mu Dong, who was still mixed in the crowd just now, stood there holding his mobile phone, still conspicuous because of the departure of others.

This has been reported.

Mrs. Ross looked at the little girl's movements of pressing the small bag without leaving any trace. She moved her lips, wanting to say something, but finally swallowed her words.

It's not appropriate right now.

after.

Later, when the name change is justified, we will slowly guide it.

"Row."

Jiang Yining tilted his head and looked at Fan Yunling, who was still in a daze.

"How are you going back? Is someone coming to pick you up?"

Fan Yunling came to her senses, raised her head and smiled brightly at Jiang Yining.

"My driver has been waiting for me! Don't worry about me, Aning! I'll go back then!"

The little girl smiled, jumped two steps away, and said:
"Oh, by the way! I will definitely go and listen to Aning's solo performance at the music exhibition!"

After saying that, she trotted forward with brisk steps. Knowing that the people behind her were still looking at her, she stopped and looked back, waved vigorously, and then walked happily to her pick-up car.

After watching Fan Yunling off, Jiang Yining looked at Xu Yin and Qi Shiyun who were standing further away.

The two waved to her and left.

Jiang Yi withdrew his gaze and turned to Mrs. Ross.

"Madam, may I take you to the car?"

Mrs. Rose would not refuse.

The area that was bustling just a few minutes ago became deserted in the blink of an eye.

No one paid attention to the situation of the Ma family brothers and sisters, not even a hello.

Ma Xiaocui looked at those people with a cold face, each one of them was either mocking, despising, watching a show, or gloating...

My heart is calm.

Or it should be said that she had already collapsed, feeling that her system had become a piece of wood that didn't know how to respond.

The night breeze blew by, and her sweaty back felt cold at some point. She shivered slightly and came to her senses.

The piece of trash lying on the ground was still curled up with its belly in its arms, motionless.

Ma Xiaocui said expressionlessly:
"Go back and confess to the old man! I won't help you this time! I can't help you either!"

In fact, it is not entirely without gain.

This loser has caused such a big trouble. Without her taking action, the old man will deal with him personally, right?

Very lucky.

She originally planned to use Third Master Mu's hand to get rid of him.

The old man will probably send him back to the countryside to solve the problem, right?
Compared with Master Mu's cruelty, he was cheaper.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no reaction from the person on the ground.

She was a little impatient, raised her leg and kicked him lightly.

"Hey! Don't pretend to be dead!"

Ma Zhihao's body swayed for a moment, and then his crouched posture spread out, revealing a face covered in sweat with pale lips.

His eyes were closed tightly and he looked unconscious.

Ma Xiaocui was stunned for a moment and quickly knelt down to check.

He was still breathing, and he fainted at some point.

She tried pushing him a few times and shouted:

"Hello! Brother? Ma Zhihao? Hello? Wake up!"

This guy doesn't think that if he pretends to be faint, he will be given a lighter sentence tonight, right?

Ma Xiaocui's expression was not very good and she threatened:
"Are you really dizzy? Then I'll call 120!" After being sent to the hospital for investigation, the true identity of the dizzy person who was really dizzy and fake was immediately revealed.

no respond.

She took out her cell phone and was about to make a call, but her phone rang first.

It wasn't her cell phone, the ringtone came from Ma Zhihao's pocket.

You can probably guess whose phone number it is.

Those women were so quick to complain.

Ma Xiaocui took out the cell phone from Ma Zhihao and picked it up before hanging up.

Before he could speak, a loud curse burst out from the microphone:

"You bastard, what good things have you done!"

Ma Xiaocui held up the phone far away before speaking:
"Grandpa, it's me."

After scolding angrily, Mr. Feng’s voice could not conceal his anger:

"Where's your brother! Let him answer the phone!"

Ma Xiaocui glanced at the corpse-like person on the ground and said:
"Brother, he seemed to have fainted. No matter how I called him, he didn't respond. I was about to send him to the hospital."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he said:
"Send him to Jiang Hospital."

After a pause, Mr. Feng added:

"Jiang's General Hospital."

The hotel is not close to the Jiang Family General Hospital. There are few cars at night, and it takes at least half an hour to drive.

Ma Xiaocui asked nothing.

"Okay, I'll send him there now."

The phone hung up.

Ma Xiaocui called the driver and hotel security to help move the people. After struggling for a while, she finally put the people into the car.

Ma Zhihao didn't open his eyes during the whole process.

However, I moaned a few times, and my back was so wet that I could squeeze water out of it.

At this point, Ma Xiaocui is still a little suspicious. The assistant next to Mrs. Ross looks quite thin, and she is a woman. She can't be seriously injured with just one kick, right?
While he was gloating that he was seriously injured, he was also worried that the injury would help him get away with his crime. In this tangled mood, he went to the emergency room of Jiangshi General Hospital.

Ma Xiaocui sent the person to Jiang's, and the task was completed. She sent the driver to do all other work, and she just sat on the waiting chair and played with her mobile phone.

The old man would probably come over, and she wanted to see what his attitude would be.

Oh, by the way, give the old man the crippled business card.

She didn't play with her phone for a few minutes when the driver hurried over to her and said she needed her family to sign a consent form for the surgery.

Ma Xiaocui was stunned for a moment.

"What kind of surgery consent form should I sign? He wants surgery? What kind of surgery?"

The driver scratched his hair and replied:

"The doctor over there did an examination and said that the internal organs were ruptured, causing internal bleeding and shock. He also said that we were sent late and the situation was very serious. He needed to be repaired immediately to stop the bleeding."

"Miss Ma, please come over quickly."

Ma Xiaocui didn't expect that he was really injured, and that he was injured so seriously.

However, it’s just an injury.

Ma Xiaocui was not in a hurry at all. She slowly signed in and watched Ma Zhihao being pushed into the operating room.

At this moment, Feng Lizhang came over.

Ma Xiaocui went up to him without thinking much.

"Uncle Zhang——"

Snapped!
A loud slap echoed in the empty corridor.

The place where Feng Lizhang hit him was exactly where Ma Zhihao found it more than an hour ago. It was already swollen, and now there was a smell of rust in his mouth.

"I asked you to keep an eye on your brother, and this is how you do it?"

Feng Lizhang's voice came from the other ear. The ear where the face was slapped couldn't hear anything.

"Since I have spent so much money on finding resources and hiring teachers for you, but you still achieve nothing and are only holding you back, then go back to your hometown. Our Feng family cannot afford to support you." (End of Chapter)