Chapter 279 It Was Urgent

What Wu Ying said was true. He was an animal that even his parents didn't care about.

Master Hu asked his men to hold Fu Jing and me on their shoulders and opened the door to the ward. I looked at Fu Jing. He shook his head slightly at me. In a short while, there was business of breaking things in the ward.

I pushed away the hand that was pressing on my shoulder and was about to go in. The man tried to stop me, but Fu Jing and the others started to move their hands.

"Who let you in?" Master Hu asked coldly.

I frowned. "It's you on that bed. Mom, mom, who almost died giving birth to you. Can't you do something nice and not disturb her?"

"It's your turn to ask me what I do?" Master Hu grabbed my neck.

He choked me so hard that I couldn't breathe. I grabbed his hand.

Wu ying reached out to us, pulled off the quilt and was about to get out of bed. Before she could take two steps, she fell to the ground. Fu Jing was still fighting with Master Hu's men outside.

"Sin, sin..." Wu Ying cried and hit his head against the wall.

I widened my eyes, but I couldn't control wu ying. Master Hu still didn't intend to let me go. His hands tightened and the air in front of my chest was squeezed out.

As I watched the blood flow out of Wu Ying's head, my heart tightened. My vision became blurry and suffocating.

"Xiao Qing!" When I heard Fu Jing calling me, Master Hu suddenly let go and my whole body went limp. If Fu Jing hadn't hugged me, I would have fallen to pieces.

"Call... Doctor..." I pointed in grandma wu's direction.

Wu Ying had fainted. Fu Jing helped me to the sofa, carried Wu Ying to the bed, and then stood at the door shouting for the doctor.

Master Hu stopped pestering us, gave us a cold glance and left.

The doctors came over to treat Wu Ying's wound. Fu Jing was covering my neck and the tiger cut a red mark.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Jing asked.

I shook my head. "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Don't look at me with that pained look. My heart has melted."

Fu jing held me in his arms. I felt the powerlessness from him. I hugged him hard and whispered to myself that you had done well.

When Wu Ying woke up, I was sitting by the bed, and she grabbed my hand in a panic. "Chen Qing, are you... Okay?"

I shook my head. "It's okay. He's gone. Grandma wu, why are you so silly? You're getting old. Have you watched too many tv shows? And hit the wall."

Tears welled up in the corner of Wu Ying's eyes, looking really pitiful.

From the moment I helped her up from the side of the road, she gave me the impression that she was strong, unreasonable, with a sharp tongue and a weak heart. I have never seen her lose her composure. Every time because of Master Hu, this is the first time I have seen her so sad and desperate.

"Grandma wu..." I held her hand.

"How could I have given birth to such a son and traded his father's life for wealth and status? His father had died for so many years, and he had to move his father's grave, just because someone else was interested in that cemetery!" Wu Ying was trembling, his tearful eyes filled with hatred and anger.

I know Master Hu is inhumane, but I didn't expect him to be so inhumane. How much does he hate his parents and want to take revenge on them like this?!

"Is there really no way to stop him?" I wiped Wu Ying's tears. "Don't be angry anymore. It's not worth it to be angry at yourself."

Wu Ying closed her eyes, and a stream or two of tears streamed down her old skin. The wrinkles would cut off the tears and split them into two. "Let him go."

I really don't know how to comfort her. I lost my loved one. The only family member hurt her heart like this. Really, I can't say it. Even I feel that my words will be pale and weak.

Wu Ying fell asleep, and I was very tired. I had a baby in my stomach. Even if I didn't care about my baby, I had to take care of it. Fu Jing sent me home to rest, and he came to look after Wu Ying.

Tingsheng didn't know what had happened, and he still had fun with the servants. When he saw me, he finally stopped rejecting me and called her mother.

I carried him to his room and went to sleep. After talking to him, he fell asleep. I fell asleep too.

When I woke up in a daze, I was so thirsty that I got up and looked around for water to drink. As soon as I brought the water to my mouth, Tingsheng's cry came.

"Ting sheng is good. Mom is here. Here." Before I could get there, the voice had already been heard.

The baby was like this. He would cry if he didn't hear my voice or see my figure. I filled his bottle with water and fed him some. When he came to his senses, he couldn't sleep at all.

I picked up my phone and called Fu Jing. He said he was back.

After a while, he opened the door and came in, his tired face swept away when he saw his son's smiling face. He carried Tingsheng for a while, then held him up high and made him laugh.

"Well, he's more energetic now." I helplessly spread my hands.

"Did you sleep well?" Fu Jing asked me. I nodded, took the child from him, and told him to go to bed.

I went out with tingsheng in my arms and left the room for him. When tingsheng fell asleep, we would go back to sleep.

After enough rest, we handed the child over to the servant and took the food to the hospital to see Wu Ying. Wu Ying's condition was not going to improve. Fortunately, her mood was much more stable.

"Grandma wu, what are you going to do next?" I asked.

Wu ying glanced at me. "What, are you afraid that I will fall on you?"

"No, if you want to, you can do whatever you want. You've been taking care of our son for so long. Now it's our turn to take care of you, and it's our turn to do so."

"No need." She waved her hand. "You can leave as soon as you want. Take that little fellow tingsheng with you. North city is too muddy. Don't leave either of you here."

I looked at Fu Jing. He didn't say anything. I wanted to ask him if there was a better way.

"Grandma wu, I'm not worried about taking care of you. I'm worried that Master Hu will continue to look for you and ask you to agree to let the cemetery out." Fu jing said.

Wu Ying snorted. "As long as I don't die, he won't touch my man's grave!"

"What if he's strong?"

I agree with Fu Jing. People like Master Hu have no limits.

Wu ying patted the mattress next to her and scared me into looking at the needle in her hand. Fortunately, it didn't bulge.

"If he can really kill his mother with his own hands, let him bring her here. If he does, there will be no place for him to stand in the rivers and lakes of North city." Wu Ying's eyes sparkled.

Fu Jing walked to the bed. "Grandma wu, why don't we look for him? Maybe he can help us."

Wu Ying glared at Fu Jing. "You mean... Him?"

Fu jingjing nodded. I was beside him in a daze. I had no idea what they were talking about. Who was he...?