"Old song Lao song, calm down. You can't report the collapse of the city. You will ruin her life. " Song's mother quickly pulls song's father.
No one knows this man better than she does. He can do everything. Selfish mentality, only their own greed for pleasure, will not take into account the child's reputation.
If he is really asked to report his daughter's disobedience, the child's life will be ruined.
Song Qingcheng was so mad that he pulled his mother over and said, "Mom, please let him go. I have a clear conscience and am not afraid of what others say. It's a father like him that makes me feel ashamed. "
Song's father was also angry at the last sentence. He raised his finger to her and shook his hand. "Song Qingcheng, you have seed. I'm the first one to go to your school to report you being rich. Then I'll go to the government to report disobedience to the elderly. I'll also... "
"Pa!"
Before his father's words were finished, he was stunned by a sudden slap. His head to one side, hands covering the hot face, eyes propped up, his face is incredible.
Even the nearby song Qingcheng was shocked. My mother beat my father
This is probably the first time my mother hit someone when she was so old.
After the fight, song's mother was shaking. But Leng Lin, who never appeared on his face, said, "Song Zheng, I tell you, you can humiliate me and look down on me, no matter how excessive, but I will never allow you to humiliate my daughter like this, let alone slander her ugly words."
"How dare you beat me. I I have to kill you today Song's father said that, then he pounced on Song's mother with a ferocious face, clasped her neck and strangled her.
Song's mother couldn't get angry, and her face was white and red.
"Ma..." Song Qingcheng rushed over, grabbed his father's hand holding his mother's neck, and tried to break it off, "you let my mother go, you let go quickly..."
"How dare you beat me. I will send you to the West today. " Song's father, however, seemed to be bent over by the devil, gripping his teeth with ferocious face and exerting his hands.
Song Qingcheng saw that his mother couldn't get angry and her face turned purple. She was so scared that she cried out, "Dad, Dad, calm down. I'm wrong. I know I'm wrong. I'll listen to you for everything in the future. You let go of my mother. My mother is going to die Dad... "
"Get out of here!" Song's father not only didn't listen, but also kicked song Qingcheng in anger.
Song Qingcheng screamed in pain, and the whole person fell on the marble floor. Just as song Xiaomei came out of the room in her wheelchair, she saw her sister falling under her feet.
She's scared!
Then she saw her mother dying in her father's hands. Without thinking about it, she got up from her wheelchair. Regardless of the pain in her leg, she rushed over and hugged her father's wrist and bit it.
"Ah..." Song's father's hand is loose when he is in pain. Seems to be angry, raised his hand to song Xiaomei to push out.
"Ah Song Xiaomei exclaimed.
Because he was petite and thin, he was pushed by his father, so he flew out. When he landed, his forehead was heavily knocked on the corner of the cupboard, and his blood was flowing.
"Little sister..." Song Qingcheng shouts. Before she can stand up, she crawls over to her sister who has passed out.
Song's mother was paralyzed on the ground and recovered her breath, but her consciousness was still unclear. She only saw her daughter lying on the ground not far away with a pool of blood.
Think of the past, and no strength, want to speak, but the throat is very painful, what voice can not come out, only the ear song Qingcheng that sad cry.
Song's father will come back to his senses and know that he has made a big mistake. All at once flustered God, even just in schadenfreude song old lady face also changed.
It would be a great thing if it caused death.
"Son, you go quickly and leave it to my mother." Song said to her son.
"Mom, I I killed I killed... " Song's father was so scared that his whole body trembled.
"Don't talk nonsense. Let's go." Old lady song pushed him out.
If it's really a matter of life, I'll take the blame for my son. Anyway, I'm at my age, and it's no pity to die.
Xin Yue was waiting in the car at the door, worried that something might happen. Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, I found that song's father was out of his mind. That's not right.
Can't something really happen?
Xinyue pushed the door open and got out of the car and went directly into the yard. Just a few steps into, I heard song Qingcheng crying.
Oh, No. something must have happened.
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Hospitals.
Song Qingcheng was alone outside the emergency room. He didn't move. He looked like he was too frightened.
There was her own sister in the rescue room. Now only Xin Yue is watching.
When Ji Zhengting arrived at the hospital, the first place he went was Xinyue. Because it was Xin Yue who called him.At this time, Xinyue really can't find anyone to share for Qingcheng, only Ji Zhengting.
"Mr. Ji, here you are." Xinyue saw him coming and met him nervously.
"What's the situation now?" His pretty face was taut and serious.
"My aunt is still in the emergency room. It should be OK. Qing Cheng is upstairs. Her sister is very hurt and has shed a lot of blood... "
"Don't worry, I've passed the customs clearance. I'll be fine." When he got the news, he had already called Lu Qing and asked her to arrange someone to take charge.
"Why don't you go upstairs to accompany Qingcheng? I'll be here." Xin Yue is still worried that song Qingcheng will not be able to bear it.
No one can accept the danger of rescuing his only two close relatives at the same time.
"No hurry, I'll wait for a while." He wants to wait until his mother's examination results come out, or take them to tell her.
At the moment, every minute and every second is very long.
In the case of worrying about the patient, he has to worry about how the child is now?
Think of her helpless and weeping eyes, fragile and petite appearance, the chest pain whirlpool will gradually spread.
Finally
After a few minutes, the emergency room door was opened. After hearing that the patient is not in danger, Ji Zhengting turns around and walks out with a big stride.
Upstairs.
At a glance, he saw the fragile figure sitting on the bench, and his chest hurt badly.
He walked with stiff steps, and she sat still as if she could not hear anything. Ji Zhengting sat down beside her, and involuntarily hugged her in his arms.
Song Qingcheng did not resist and did not respond, just like a puppet, quietly in his arms.
"Don't worry, aunt song is OK." Ji Zhengting told her. To know the result is a little comfort to her at the moment.
Song Qingcheng still didn't respond, but he was quietly relieved.
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