Women, no matter how old they are, can¡¯t be messed with.
Sheng Xiuyun just fell into the hands of his sister and was taught a lesson.
After all, she is the daughter of Song Qinrong, and she has been in the Rebirth Sect since she was a child. To her, poisoning her is as easy as drinking water and eating.
Seeing that her revenge was successful, the little girl¡¯s round eyes curved into crescents, she held the milk bottle and smiled with great satisfaction.
Sheng Xiuyun endured the discomfort in his stomach, bit his lip, and looked silently at the sister in front of him who started to swing his short legs out of joy.
It was Tang Xin who walked over to comfort him: "My sister has inherited Rongrong and Teacher Fu's IQ. She is a little genius. We have all suffered at her hands. Just get used to it."
??Fu Yan is even more familiar with the situation: "The little girl is quite merciful, I thought it must be laxatives or something like that.
Peng Xiancao is not a big deal, it just makes you suffer a little bit.
In this situation, let Sister Rong Oh, Sister Rong can't do it now, then let Sister Mu Qing, Brother A Nian, or whoever gives you an acupuncture"
"Xu Xiaonan, come here, let me take a look." Song Qinrong also called out.
Sheng Xiuyun¡¯s forehead was already covered with sweat, and the pain in his abdomen was unbearable.
But he still stood upright.
He waved his hand, said "It's okay", and walked slowly towards the door.
Fu Yan couldn't hide the surprise on his face.
If you hadn¡¯t seen Sheng Xiuyun¡¯s pale face and just looking at his back, you would have almost thought that he didn¡¯t hit Peng Xiancao at all.
As a person who has experienced the torture of Peng Xiancao, he knows better than anyone how terrible the impact this thing has on people's physiology.
But Sheng Xiuyun survived!
He can even still walk?
The younger sister also gradually stopped showing the pride on her face, her mouth opened slightly with a look of surprise on her face.
"Don't you feel pain?" she asked.
The next second she asked for the exit, she saw that the man¡¯s hand pressing on the door frame had bulging veins, which showed how hard it was to endure the pain.
For a moment, my sister felt guilty, and she looked at her mother for help.
Song Qinrong looked worriedly at Sheng Xiuyun's figure slowly stepping out of the ward.
Knowing that he left because he didn¡¯t want me to worry, I felt even more uncomfortable.
"A Yan." She asked aloud, "Follow me and take a look. You must bring Xu Xiaonan to the second senior brother's clinic."
Fu Yan was naturally worried about his friend, so he hurriedly responded and ran out of the ward.
After everyone disappeared, Song Qinrong's cold gaze slowly fell on the culprit.
The younger sister was stared at and her whole body shivered.
"Fu Yizheng, come here." Song Qinrong's voice was as cold as her expression.
This is the first time in her three-year life that my sister has heard her mother address her by her full name in such a serious tone.
At that moment, she knew she was finished.
Her mother, who has such a good temper, can calmly tell her not to do this in the future even if she blows up half the laboratory. Now she is really angry with her.
The little one subconsciously looked at Fu Sichen aside, hoping that the relationship between father and daughter could save her life at the critical moment.
But Fu Sichen only patted Song Qinrong's back gently to comfort her, with no intention of receiving his daughter's distress signal.
Ah.
How could you forget?
Dad is mom¡¯s number one licker.
How could a licking dog go against his own goddess for an insignificant little thing?
The "insignificant little thing" accepted his fate.
She kicked off her short legs and slowly moved out of bed, then dragged herself to Song Qinrong as slowly as she could.
"Mom, I was wrong."
She lowered her head, twisted her two fleshy little hands together, and her voice was timid.
Song Qinrong had a straight face, and the upper half of the bed swayed a little, so that she could lower her eyes to look at her daughter.
"What's wrong?" she asked coldly.
My sister¡¯s voice became even softer: ¡°I, I shouldn¡¯t poison people just because of a trivial matter¡¡±
The little one lowered his furry head pitifully, and his voice was as low as a mosquito.
Fu Sichen, who was watching from the side, felt heartbroken.
Of course, he just felt sad in silence.
He will not interfere casually until his wife has finished educating her children.
After all, my daughter-in-law?? is the most important thing.
"Do you know who Xu Xiaonan is?" At this end, his most important wife is still educating her daughter.
The little girl lowered her head and said nothing.
Song Qinrong took a deep breath: "Mom has never mentioned him in front of you before. This is my mother's problem.
You are already three years old, and you should know some things.
Xu Xiaonan, he is my mother¡¯s good friend. He gave you gifts as early as when you were still in your mother's belly.
The Pengxiancao you can spend freely now, as well as many other precious medicinal materials, all come from Linan Pharmacy.
And this Linan Pharmacy was the gift he gave you at that time. "
"Huh?" My sister suddenly raised her head and her eyes widened, and she was stunned.
"Even without these things, I believe you can still tell whether the person in front of you is malicious or unintentional towards you."
Song Qinrong changed the topic, and her face that had just calmed down turned cold again.
¡°You are a very smart child and you have your own principles in dealing with others.
Usually I believe in repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred. This way you won¡¯t suffer any loss, which is naturally good.
But everything can¡¯t be passed.
In this world, not every revenge is worthy of your revenge, and not every revenge can be called "vengeance".
Xu Xiaonan made you milk powder out of good intentions, and it was not his intention to burn you. He also sincerely apologized to you.
Of course, it was not my mother who was burned after all. I am not qualified to ask you to forgive just because the other party apologized.
It¡¯s just that the mother doesn¡¯t want her daughter to be an intolerant person. "
After all, Song Qinrong had just undergone surgery. She said so many words at once, and her already pale face instantly became even paler.
She took several deep breaths before she managed to calm down her emotions, closed her eyes and waved to her bewildered sister.
"You go out and think about it. Mom, take a rest first."
My sister was so anxious that she stood on tiptoes to see how Song Qinrong was doing, but because she was not tall enough, she couldn't see clearly.
"You go out first, mom needs a quiet environment to rest." Fu Sichen said.
The man¡¯s face didn¡¯t look good either, and his always gentle eyes were covered with frost.
My sister was so anxious that she almost cried: "Dad! I is mom angry with me?"
"Sister, let's go out first." Tang Xin stepped forward and picked up the little one who was so anxious that he was stomping his feet.
"Aunt Tang Xin" My sister hugged Tang Xin's neck, but turned her head back and kept staring in the direction of the hospital bed, "Momis it because of me?"
"Your mother is not angry with you, she is angry with herself." Tang Xin gently touched the little girl's cheek, "Aunt Tang Xin is not good either. If she could have stopped it earlier, what happened later would not have happened. , so Aunt Tang Xin also needs to reflect on herself."
Everyone is reflecting on themselves.
Because the son doesn¡¯t teach, it¡¯s the mother¡¯s fault.
My sister¡¯s little mouth trembled.
"I know I was wrong."
"I, I shouldn't bully him."
"I'm going to apologize." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com