Chapter 117
Seeing that Ou Qingheng's eyes were full of Yao Yiyi, Mrs. Yang let out the anger in her heart as if she had found a vent.

"Ou Qingheng, your woman made Kexin so angry that she went into the operating room again, but the child in Kexin's belly was lost because of her, and she still didn't give up and deliberately appeared in front of Kexin to provoke her with words, your woman You're really vicious, you can't be nice to others, if something happens to Kexin today, I will definitely not let you go."

Ou Qingheng glanced at Yao Yiyi, and then said calmly: "Aunt Yang, there must be some misunderstanding, Yiyi is not like this."

It's okay if you don't explain it, but when she explained it, Mrs. Yang almost exploded with anger: "Ou Qingheng, do you still have a conscience, but what you have in mind is your child, and now she has passed away because of your wife, and she is still perplexed. Use words to stimulate Kexin, now that Kexin is entering the operating room again, you are all satisfied."

Ou Qingheng frowned.

"Aunt Yang, calm down. It's useless for you to make such a big noise. It's better to wait quietly for the doctor to come out."

Mrs. Yang took a complicated look at Ou Qingheng, and suddenly rushed towards Yao Yiyi unexpectedly, wishing to eat Yao Yiyi alive like a hungry tigress.

"Yao Yiyi, you are so sad that you have lost your child, and I want you to have an abortion."

Mrs. Yang's speed was too fast, Yao Yiyi didn't react for a while, Yao Ting only had time to exclaim: "Yiyi..."

After being stunned, Ou Qingheng protected him in his arms like a leopard, avoiding Mrs. Yang's attack.

Mrs. Yang was like a red-eyed tigress, who failed to do it once and tried again, but just as she was about to pounce, Yao Ting hugged her from behind and started a fight with her, don't look at Yao Ting He is a typewriter who stays at home, but his strength is unexpectedly great, hitting Mrs. Yang, hugging her head and screaming.

"You old temptress, I made you want to beat Yiyi and get rid of the baby in her stomach. If I beat you to death, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you really think we are sick cats. I will let you see me today. How fierce is this tiger that does not show its power."

Yao Ting showed her supernatural power and stunned the medical staff who rushed over from the hospital, and finally separated them only with the efforts of the security guards.

Yao Ting's hair was messed up, her clothes were messed up, and she was panting fiercely, while Mrs. Yang was even more embarrassed, not to mention her hair was torn apart, she also won several pieces on her face, and the clothes on her shoulders were also torn opened.

Mrs. Yang gasped, feeling ashamed, angry and embarrassing, she hated Yao Ting and Yao Yiyi to the bone.

She is a noble lady, she has been pampered and pampered since she was a child, she has hardly experienced any hardships, and she has never been treated like this before.

"Call the police, I want to call the police. If I don't get you, a shrew, into the police station today, I won't be me." Mrs. Yang wanted to find a mobile phone to call the police, but she didn't know where she dropped her mobile phone during the fight She yelled angrily, "Mobile phone, give me your mobile phone."

It's a pity that the medical staff were indifferent, pulled her two security guards and said: "Madam, you should calm down, this is a hospital, it is not appropriate to make loud noises."

Mrs. Yang glared at them viciously, and said, "Why, can even a little security guard show me face?"

Ou Qingheng said to other medical staff: "You all go to work."

The doctors and nurses here all know Ou Qingheng, so they can still listen to his words.

After everyone left, Ou Qingheng calmly said to Mrs. Yang: "Aunt Yang, I think you should go to the bathroom to freshen up briefly, and I'll send you some clean clothes."

Mrs. Yang said angrily: "Qingheng, don't send me away. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will definitely not let these two women go."

Ou Qingheng only felt that his head was swollen and a little painful.

"Aunt Yang, if you have anything to say, wait until you pack it up. This is a hospital, and people come and go. You don't want to be seen as a lunatic."

Mrs. Yang glanced at Ou Qingheng, and finally went to the bathroom in a compromise. When she came out, Ou Qingheng already had an extra set of clothes in her hand, and he handed it to Mrs. Yang: "Aunt Yang, go and change."

Mrs. Yang took the clothes and went into the ward where Yang Kexin lived, and she had already changed into a clean skirt when she came out.

She put her arms around her chest, glared at Yao Ting angrily, and said aggressively: "Qingheng, she hit me, what are you going to do?"

Before Ou Qingheng could speak, Yao Ting curled her lips in disdain: "Obasang, don't forget that you were the one who harbored ill intentions towards Ke first, if you were more friendly to her, would it be necessary for me to beat you? "

Obasan?
Mrs. Yang's complexion was completely dark. What she cares about most is her face. She doesn't know how much money is spent on it every year. Although she is 60 or 40 years old, she dares to say that she looks [-] years old. In her early days, she still has a charming charm, but this woman actually called her Ou Pasang, and she has settled this enmity.

Mrs. Yang looked at Ou Qingheng and said, "Qingheng, this woman speaks rudely. Are you calling the police, or should I call the police myself?"

Ou Qingheng glanced at Yao Ting, and said calmly: "Aunt Yang, Kexin is still in the operating room, let's talk about it when she wakes up, not to mention that you really wanted to hurt Yiyi and hurt her belly just now." Child, no matter how big my heart is, I can't stand by and watch my child have an accident without being indifferent."

Mrs. Yang heard that Ou Qingheng was expressing his own dissatisfaction.

"Qingheng, are you blaming me?"

"Aunt Yang, you are my elder, so I should respect you, but I don't need you to teach me my women and children." Ou Qingheng said with a hint of warning.

Mrs. Yang's anger is like a fist hitting the cotton directly, it's so soft that it can't relieve the hatred at all.

Mrs. Yang gritted her teeth and said: "Qing Heng, you are really good, my daughter was so angry with your woman that she had a miscarriage, and now she is in the operating room again. These are the good women you know, I don't even know where they got their tutors, I think they were born with parents but not raised by parents."

Yao Ting glanced at Yao Yiyi subconsciously, and then said arrogantly: "Obasang, I think your tutor was born with parents but not taught by parents. They say that famous ladies are the most reasonable, but I It’s nothing more than mediocre, so rude, worse than the aunt in the market. The aunt who sells vegetables is very kind. She can give you two handfuls of green onions when she’s in a good mood. As for you, I think you don’t throw your slippers. It’s pretty good already.”

Mrs. Yang's face was very ugly, "You..."

Yao Yiyi tugged at Yao Ting's clothes, and whispered: "Tingting, keep your voice down."

Yao Ting curled her lips, but she still didn't say much.

Ou Qingheng glanced at Yao Yiyi and said: "Yiyi, you and Yao Ting go back first, I will go back when Kexin comes out."

Yao Yiyi shook her head and said, "I'll stay here with you. Miss Yang entered the operating room because of me. I have the responsibility to guard here."

Mrs. Yang sneered: "Yao Yiyi, you are really hypocritical. I really wonder if the children born to a woman like you are as hypocritical and scheming as you are?"

Yao Yiyi's expression remained unchanged, but Yao Ting said angrily: "Obasan, can't you just wipe your mouth clean before you speak? Every word you say stinks."

Mrs. Yang laughed back angrily, looked at Yao Ting calmly for a second, and said, "Your name is Yao Ting, right?"

Yao Ting pretended to be flattered and said, "It turns out that Obasan also knows my name. It's a great honor."

"Girls with a tutor won't mess around with titles compared to their elders," Mrs. Yang said.In other words, she was alluding to Yao Ting as a girl without a tutor.

"Thanks for the compliment. I usually speak human words to people, ghosts to ghosts, and animal words to animals. I think Mrs. Yiyang's toughness is a tigress at all. This mouth is very cheap for you old man I have a nickname, why, don’t you like it?”

Mrs. Yang's face changed, she seemed to be angry, but she quickly put it down.

"Miss Yao, you are very eloquent and sharp-tongued. It's just that sometimes men who are too aggressive and aggressive will not like it, and it will also give people a feeling that they have no tutor. I have been here, and I just want to remind you to pay attention. One point, don't make it so that you can't get married in the end."

"I don't need to worry about Mrs. Lao Yang. Whether I'm single or in a relationship seems to be a matter for me alone." Yao Ting said.

"That's natural." Mrs. Yang smiled fakely: "I heard that Ms. Yao is a best-selling romance writer, isn't it?"

"I can't talk about a writer, but I'm a third-rate novel writer in terms of writing style. It's just that the few novels I just wrote are popular with readers." Yao Ting said modestly, but her expression was definitely not like that.

The corners of Mrs. Yang's mouth twitched. She had never seen such a thick-skinned woman.

"Miss Yao, you should have heard of the Yang family, right?"

"Sorry, Mrs. Yang, I'm just a house girl who codes. I don't hear anything outside the window except those words. Let alone the Yang family, I haven't even heard of the four surnames Zhao, Qian, Sun and Li." Yao Ting's words are not shocking and infuriating.

Mrs. Yang twitched her lips, and said: "Miss Yao, you are very sharp-tongued, but you have to know that sometimes you will only bring trouble to yourself by showing off your quick tongue. I hope you can think twice before acting."

"Thank you Madam Yang for reminding me, but I'm not at the age of Obasan. The money I earn doesn't need to support other people except my mouth. It's a typical example of one person eating enough and the whole family not hungry. There is a kind of courage that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, Madam Yang doesn't mind it."

The corners of Mrs. Yang's mouth twitched even more.

Who said that all those who are engaged in text creation are nerds, she met a powerful character today.

Four or five years ago, she thought Yao Ting was a girl who didn't understand anything. She never thought that after so many years, she would suffer such a big fall in front of her.

Mrs. Yang wanted to say something else, but the lights in the operating room went out, the door was opened, and Yang Kexin's attending doctor, five or six doctors and three nurses came out.

"Doctor Zhang, how is my daughter?" Mrs. Yang rushed up to meet her and asked.

Doctor Zhang said: "Mrs. Yang, Ling Qianjin is fine, but she is still weak now, and she should not be too stimulated. You family members should give her a relaxed environment to recuperate. Miscarriage is as important as postpartum, and mood swings are too serious. If it is too big, it is easy to fall to the root of the disease."

"Yes, yes, this is my negligence, I will pay more attention in the future." Mrs. Yang nodded hurriedly.

Yang Kexin was pushed back into the ward by the nurse. The nurse hung the bottle for her, and then said to Mrs. Yang: "Ma'am, if the needle bleeds, please ring the bell. Miss Yang's blood vessels are relatively thin, so the bottle will be hung slowly." .”

Mrs. Young nodded.

The nurse left after giving instructions.

(End of this chapter)

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