Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

The police were called over by the nurse again.

"Who committed the murder in the hospital?"

Shi Yun, her face swollen like a pig's head from being slapped, pointed at Song Xianglan lying on the ground and screamed:

"The police arrested her. This crazy woman rushed into the ward and started hitting people."

"Look at my face and my stomach, they're about to be kicked to pieces!"

Shi Dawei also covered his face, which was covered with scratches.

With a gloomy expression, he accused:

"I am Shi Dawei, the deputy director of the cotton mill. This woman not only beat my wife but also scratched me; she's a complete thug! She must be severely punished!"

"fart!"

The nurse stood at the door with a tray in her hand, her eyebrows furious.

"Police officers, don't listen to their nonsense."

I had just come in to change her dressing when I saw this man slam this woman against the wall and then punch her. She passed out on the spot and hasn't woken up since.

Shi Dawei's face stiffened:

"You're mistaken, little nurse. She started it..."

Teacher Ouyang adjusted her glasses. "These two parents are absolutely lawless. They came in and started verbally abusing the unconscious student, and even tried to hit her, shouting that Song Tingting should die."

The woman fought with them to protect her child.

I tried to break up the fight, but they attacked me too.

Shi Yun's eyes widened.

"You stinking intellectual, spouting nonsense! What benefits did you receive from this little bastard?"

The stern-faced policeman couldn't take it anymore.

With a wave of his hand.

"Alright! Regardless of who struck first, knocking someone unconscious is a serious matter. Come back to the station with me, and we'll settle things there."

Two young police officers stepped forward.

They sandwiched Shi Dawei and Shi Yun between their left and right sides.

Shi Dawei panicked.

His reputation was ruined once he was taken to the police station because he was a government official.

"Comrade, I'm Shi Dawei, I know your bureau chief... Could we mediate here? My daughter is still lying next door."

"Don't try to get too close to me."

The dark-faced policeman said coldly:

"Your daughter will also need to go in once her injuries have healed. This woman's life is currently hanging in the balance, and as suspects, you must cooperate with the investigation."

Shi Yun still wanted to throw a tantrum.

They were forcibly pushed and shoved by the police as they walked out, their leather shoes scraping against the ground with a harsh sound.

The ward was finally quiet.

After a few minutes.

Until the corridor became completely silent.

Song Tingting, lying on the hospital bed, trembled her eyelashes and let out a weak groan.

"Tingting! You're awake?"

Teacher Ouyang, who had been staying by the bedside, was overjoyed to see this.

Song Tingting struggled to open her eyes, her pupils darted around, and she anxiously tried to get up.

"Teacher Ouyang...where's my mom? I can hear her voice..."

"Don't move! Don't move!"

Teacher Ouyang quickly pressed her down and pointed to the bed next door, "Your mother is here. She was protecting you just now when..."

Song Tingting turned her head and saw Song Xianglan lying there with her eyes closed. Tears streamed down her face.

Liu Yidao felt unwell in his stomach when he arrived at the hospital, so he went to the hospital toilet to defecate.

When I arrived, I found the fight was over.

He: ...Taking a dump is a hassle.

Seeing Song Xianglan lying there, and then seeing Song Tingting crying with tears streaming down her face, my head was buzzing.

"Old Song got knocked unconscious?"

Song Tingting sobbed, "Uncle Liu, that person slammed my mom against the wall, it made a really loud noise..."

Liu Yidao stared wide-eyed at Song Xianglan's pale face.

He had some doubts.

This is not right.

Old Song was the kind of woman who could hold down a 200-pound pig; she had those few clueless old thugs at the slaughterhouse completely under her thumb.

He's only been retired for a few days, how did he get knocked unconscious by a city dweller?

After retiring, Old Song became Song... old?

He moved closer to the bed and stretched out a finger to check his breathing.

Under the blanket.

Song Xianglan's hand suddenly moved, pinching Liu Yidao's hand hard before quickly letting go.

Liu Yidao: "..."

He winced in pain and almost cried out.

That kind of strength could break a pig's ribs.

Dizzy my ass!

He met Song Xianglan's eyes, which were closed but whose eyelids were slightly moving.

I understood instantly.

Old fox.

They're faking their death to extort money!

Liu Yidao started yelling at the top of his lungs, "Hey Lao Song! You've been beaten up like this, what if you become paralyzed or stupid in the future?"

Song Xianglan almost burst out laughing.

Song Tingting cried even louder and secretly reached out and scratched Song Xianglan's palm twice.

Song Xianglan squeezed her hand back.

The two foxes, one big and one small, reached a high level of understanding at this moment.

...Money must be earned, people must be fought, and the path to wealth and prosperity is now in sight.

Teacher Ouyang sighed:

"Tingting, you lie down first. I'll go check on Shi Shanshan next door. No matter what, she's a student, and now that her parents have been taken away, I can't just ignore her."

"Thank you, teacher." Song Tingting nodded obediently.

Not long after.

The police officers in charge of taking statements arrived.

Looking at Song Tingting, whose head was wrapped in gauze and whose face was pale, on the hospital bed.

The police officer's tone softened unconsciously: "Little student, don't be afraid. Tell us what happened."

Song Tingting sniffed.

Tears fell like beads from a broken string:

"Officer, Shi Shanshan and I are classmates. She keeps insulting me because my family is poor, saying that a poor kid like me doesn't deserve to be number one..."

"Just because you got first place in the exam?" The police officer frowned.

"Um."

Song Tingting choked up: "I always get first place, and she used to be tenth, but this time she got fifteenth."

She then brought a group of people to ambush me, saying that I didn't give her face, and also said... she also said that the class monitor, Zhou Xuyang, was her childhood sweetheart, and that I shouldn't have discussed the questions with the class monitor.

All I want is to study hard and get into a good university. Am I wrong?

The police were furious when they heard this.

If his son could get first place, he would be too busy pampering him. How could someone get beaten up for getting first place?

"What about the ear-biting?"

Song Tingting shuddered.

His eyes were filled with terror.

"Four or five of them surrounded me and beat me, kicking me like crazy. Shi Shanshan even hit me on the head, saying she was going to kill me..."

I'm so scared, I don't want to die.

I hugged her, and I couldn't see where she bit me. I just wanted her to let go...

These words.

Partly real, partly staged.

It vividly portrays the image of a top student who desperately fights back after being bullied.

Song Xianglan, who had just regained consciousness from her coma, also groaned at the opportune moment:

"My poor daughter... We poor people get bullied even for getting first place in an exam..."

Liu Yidao scratched his hair.

He was most afraid of women crying, but he had to admit that these two women's tears were much more effective than his fists.

If it were him...

They would have already gone to the Shi family's house with knives to fight to the death.

How can it have that effect?

The policeman closed his notebook, his face ashen.

"Don't worry, this is a serious matter, and we will deal with it seriously! We will never let a good student suffer!"

……

The county hospital was bustling with activity that night.

The parents of the other female students involved in the fight also received the notification.

He had initially come with a fierce attitude, intending to confront the other party, but upon hearing that it was his own daughter who was jealous of someone else's first place and had beaten them so badly they ended up in the emergency room, he immediately deflated like a wilted eggplant.

It's not easy for a family to produce a top student; which family doesn't envy the child who gets first place in exams?

Even beating up the useless things in your own home isn't enough.

They still have the nerve to cause trouble.

Several parents, carrying canned fruit and malted milk powder, came to the ward to apologize, looking rather timid.

Even Zhou Xuyang's parents were alarmed.

Zhou Xuyang was questioned by the police with a completely bewildered look on his face.

He was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck bulged.

"Officer, Shi Shanshan and I aren't childhood sweethearts at all. She's just my aunt's cousin's sister-in-law's neighbor, we're practically strangers. I'm so annoyed by her!"

Early the next morning.

The doctor came to make rounds.

Song Xianglan and Song Tingting both exclaimed that they felt dizzy.

He was lying on the edge of the bed, dry heaving.

"Ugh—" Song Xianglan spat out a mouthful of sour water. "Doctor, has my brain been shaken apart? I feel nauseous and want to vomit."

Song Tingting also covered her head.

"I'm dizzy too, all I see are stars."

The doctor dared not be careless.

A concussion can range from minor to serious, so a prescription was immediately issued.

"You must remain in the hospital for observation and cannot be discharged."

Once the doctor left.

Song Xianglan immediately perked up.

"Liu Yidao, go buy some food."

Song Xianglan pulled two ten-yuan bills from her pocket. "Go buy three bowls of rice noodle soup. Add pork liver, oysters, pork intestines, and vinegar-braised pork—don't skimp on any of them. Also, three large fried dough sticks and ten meat buns."

Liu Yidao took the money.

My eyes were twitching.

"Are you suffering from a concussion or a reincarnated starving ghost?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go."

Song Xianglan rolled her eyes at him, "In the end, all this money will be attributed to the Shi family."

Half an hour later.

The ward was filled with the delicious aroma of rice noodle soup.

Song Xianglan and Song Tingting each held a large enamel mug and ate with great relish.

The pork liver is chewy and firm, the large intestine is soft and tender, and when paired with crispy fried dough sticks, it's incredibly delicious.

Liu Yidao was munching on a meat bun.

Watching the mother and daughter eat so fiercely, all my worries were completely wasted on feeding the dog.

"Are you full?"

"I'm full." Song Tingting let out a burp and squinted her eyes contentedly.

Song Xianglan: "Liu Yidao, I'll trouble you to make a trip to Songjiazhuang and bring Song Qiang here. Tell him to bring a few clever men and also call Da Hua and the others over."

Liu Yidao was taken aback.

"A group fight?"

"Why are you fighting? We're civilized people."

Song Xianglan sneered, "I'll make them cry in the cotton mill, cry as miserably as possible. I'll let the whole county know how the deputy director of the cotton mill and his family bully others by abusing their power."

Liu Yidao shivered.

This move is much more ruthless than fighting.

You can't offend a woman like Lao Song.

Liu Yidao got up and walked out. "Should I bring dinner again tonight?"

Song Xianglan waved her hand.

"No need. We're eating at a restaurant; someone will reimburse us anyway."

Liu Yidao is gone.

Song Xianglan turned to Song Tingting: "Not tragic enough, it needs to be even more tragic."

She reached out and pressed hard on the gauze on Song Tingting's forehead, rubbing her face vigorously until it was red and swollen.

It looks even more shocking.

Song Tingting reached out and rubbed Song Xianglan's face until it turned red, and then messed up her hair.

The two exchanged a glance and collapsed onto the bed.

In an instant, he returned to that miserable state of being half-dead and on the verge of dying.