It was her mother's voice. Xiao Duoduo turned around and saw her mother running over: "Mom¡ª¡ª"
After receiving a report from a patient that her family members were here, Shang Siling had to go back to the ward to check on her daughter's condition.
"Mom." Xiao Duoduo hid in her mother's arms, grabbing her mother's clothes and trembling.
Seeing that her daughter was so frightened, Shang Siling hugged her daughter tightly with both hands and looked at her mother-in-law and uncle angrily.
Zhou Ruoxue stood opposite, looking at his daughter-in-law.
Soon after, Xiao Shupeng suddenly rushed forward, grabbed his sister-in-law's hair and slapped her down.
This slap was with enough force. Shang Siling felt like a sandbag hit her on the left side of her face. Stars flashed across her eyes and she almost fell to the ground.
Daughter Xiao Duoduo¡¯s little voice let out a shrill scream: ¡°Mom, mom¡ª¡ª¡±
Shang Siling¡¯s heart was filled with regret at this time. She and her husband are teachers. The instinct of a teacher is not to see people letting themselves down, so they try to save this gangster uncle. As a result, the mother-in-law used the couple's money to support the uncle privately. This uncle didn't think the couple was good at all, and he had long held a grudge. This was something she realized only after Ding Wenze let it slip last time.
"Tell me, where did you do my brother?" Xiao Shupeng grabbed Shang Siling's clothes, raised his fist and prepared to punch again.
There was only hatred in his eyes, because he had already heard from his mother that this sister-in-law was so bad that his brother was not allowed to give him money to help him. Beating this sister-in-law to death will be an advantage to this sister-in-law.
The corners of Shang Siling's mouth were bloody, her whole head was dizzy, and her ears were buzzing. If this uncle punched her again, she would be almost dead.
"Don't hit my mother." Xiao Duoduo pushed her uncle with her small hands.
Xiao Shupeng effortlessly pushed his niece to the ground. His old hatred and new hatred made him want to beat Shang Siling to death.
Zhou Ruoxue looked on as if she was frightened by her youngest son's actions. In fact, she remained motionless and watched indifferently as her daughter-in-law was beaten.
Passers-by in the surrounding departments noticed something was wrong and shouted to the medical staff: "We're going to kill someone."
A group of figures came running in the corridor. Following closely, a person took the lead and rushed forward to hold Xiao Shupeng's fist raised in the air with both hands. Several boys behind saw him and shouted loudly: "Monitor, be careful."
Yue Wentong used all his strength to resist the man in front of him. It was obvious that the opponent was not an ordinary person but a good fighter. When he saw his fist being held, the other fist immediately swung towards his head.
"Squad leader!" The classmates who ran behind were furious, and regardless of what happened, they all grabbed Xiao Shupeng with both hands.
"The two of them grabbed Xiao Shupeng's other hand, one person pressed Xiao Shupeng's head, and the other two people grabbed both Xiao Shupeng's legs.
No matter how strong Xiao Shupeng was, he couldn't resist so many people grabbing him, so he was thrown to the ground and lay on his side.
A group of boys put their hands on him, squeezing him to death and preventing him from doing anything else.
Standing nearby and seeing the sudden change in the style of painting, Zhou Ruoxue was confused. What was going on? Where did this group of people come from: "This, this?"
"Squad leader, are you okay?" Lin Hao turned around on behalf of other students, anxiously concerned about the class leader.
"It's okay." Yue Wentong replied. The opponent's punch hit his forehead, but luckily it only messed up his bangs. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com