Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

When Xiao Mo returned to the room, Wen Zimei had already woke up and even got dressed.

Seeing Wen Zi's haggard cheeks and red and swollen eyes, Xiao Mo felt very uncomfortable. He walked over and asked, "Why don't you sleep longer?"

Wen Zimei smiled, "I don't want to sleep anymore."

Her smile has a morbid beauty, and a man will feel pity for it.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and Xiao Mo couldn't find other topics for a while, so he had to take her downstairs to have breakfast.

But when the two went downstairs, Wen Zi's nose suddenly began to bleed.

The bright red blood ran down her lips and chin little by little, and when it fell on the ground, it smeared into a ball.

The blood splattered, like blossoming delicate flowers.

Wen Zimei could feel a warm liquid continuously outputting from her body, and she reached out and touched her nose.

A hand full of blood occupies her pupils.

"Zi..." Xiao Mo discovered her anomaly in the fastest time, "What's the matter with you?"

"I...I didn't..." Wen Zimei held the stairs feebly, and suddenly fainted before finishing speaking.

Xiao Mo was frightened. He hugged her body and shouted loudly, "Butler, call an ambulance."

The people in the villa get busy instantly, and everyone is in a state of high tension.

Xiao Mo hurriedly went downstairs, and the ambulance arrived at the gate five minutes later, and a group of people hurriedly escorted Wen Zimei into the car before relaxing.

Xiao Mo accompany her, holding her hand, and praying non-stop, "Zi Ai, don't scare me...you don't have anything to do..."

This is Wen Zimei's second nosebleed.

The last time she stayed in the hospital for half a month, everyone was terrified.

This time, it is equally worrying.

For Xiao Mo, this was not a good omen, it meant that Wen Zimei was one step closer to Guimen Pass.

He can no longer sit and wait for death.

He was sent to the emergency room again, and the doctors were doing their best to rescue Wen Zimei.

Xiao Mo stood outside the door, wandering back and forth, feeling heavy pain in his heart.

Time is too urgent, and they can't even go to the previous hospital. This is the nearest private hospital, and it is also well-known in the imperial capital.

When Wen Zimei was pushed out, his face finally recovered a trace of blood.

She was always in a coma and couldn't wake up at all for a while.

Xiao Mo opened the Vip ward, took a stool and sat down beside her.

After a while, the butler also brought people, including bodyguards and servants, just to take care of Wen Zimei for better protection.

Xiao Mo held his forehead and rubbed his painful temple with his fingers, his expression dull and gloomy.

Suddenly, he got up abruptly and asked the housekeeper beside him to take care of Wen Ziyi. Then he went out and found a place to light a cigarette and smoke it.

He breathed out smoke rings, and his delicate face seemed a little mysterious under the smoke.

In an instant, most of the smoke had burned, but he still couldn't solve the gloom in his heart.

"Do you still have a conscience? He is only twenty-three years old. If anyone draws my son's blood again today, I will fight hard."

"Sister-in-law, you can't say that. Beichen is the only one in the family who has panda blood, and now he is the only one who can save Dad. Who else can I smoke if I don't smoke him?"

"You...that's not the meat that fell from your body. Of course you won't feel distressed anymore. You are really cold-blooded."

Through the hazy smoke, Xiao Mo saw a group of people making noise outside a ward, about a dozen people.

He felt that the sound was a bit noisy, so he extinguished the cigarette in his hand and prepared to return to the ward.

There are two aisles from the ward where Wen Zimei is located, not far or near.

Xiao Mo couldn't help rejoicing. Fortunately, the place where Wen Ziyi lived was relatively quiet. If he lived here, he would probably be annoyed by this group of people.

These people are really unqualified.

Xiao Mo walked to an intersection and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Keep away."

The voice was as clear as sweet, sonorous and powerful, with a kind of queen's domineering.

Xiao Mo looked back, looking at a familiar and unfamiliar figure.

Xu Yan!

How could it be her?

Is it that Mr. Mu is also in this hospital?

Taking a closer look, Xiao Mo discovered that those who were chattering were all from the Mu family.

Sure enough, no matter where they go, fate will tie them together.

Xiao Mo stood there, neither stepping forward nor leaving, Quan was an outsider watching the scene in front of him.

"Don't make any noise." Bai Ruiqian's ears were blown up by the noise of these people: "If you make any noise, I will ask the security guard to bomb you out. I repeat, this is a hospital, not a vegetable market. You have to make a noise. Disturb the patient to rest."

For half a month, every day, this hospital has almost become their rival.

Xu Yan just tried to persuade them at first, but now she is still ignoring them. Anyway, Bai Ruiqian has a way to frighten them.

She just wants grandpa to rest at ease.

Bai Ruiqian roared down, and everyone was quiet for a while.

But there is always someone who is not convinced.

Liu Yanru stood up again and said with a strong attitude: "Doctor Bai, look at how thin my son is. I don't understand. You will never find a second panda in a hospital of your size. Are you bloody? Are you satisfied if you want to drain my son's blood?"

She is really going to explode!

After only half a month, Mu Beichen was all skinny and skinny.

Where is the doctor, this is a living vampire!

In any case, her Liu Yanru could no longer watch her son suffer such a crime.

Bai Ruiqian knew that Liu Yanru had a hot temper and a strong mouth. He was a woman who hated this shrew in his heart.

Same as his mom.

But Liu Yanru can be regarded as Mu Nanfeng's stepmother, so he still respects this woman.

Bai Ruiqian made a promise, "Auntie, I assure you that today is the last blood draw, and it will never happen again."

"Really?" Liu Yan was dubious.

"Of course it is true." Bai Ruiqian's tone was firm. In order to restore the cleanliness of the hospital, he continued: "Seeing everyone is tired today, please go back and rest first. I will notify you if I have something to do."

Others are eager to leave. They are indeed tired every day at the vigil. If it is not for inheritance, they would not bother to pretend to be a dutiful son here.

Since the doctor asked them to go back, they would not refuse.

They waved and left.

Liu Yanru and Mu's father are still worried about their son, so they strongly urge to stay.

Bai Ruiqian couldn't help them, so he had to agree.

Silence finally recovered outside the ward, and a group of people walked into the room in an orderly manner.

Xiao Mo saw that the corridor was empty for an instant, and he didn't see much to see, so he also left.

Inside the ward.

Mr. Mu's condition has improved greatly, and his face is more energetic than before. Xu Yan brought him some light meals and waited for him to eat.

"Oh, my son..." Liu Yanru saw Mu Beichen who was pale and weak, and hurried over to hold Mu Beichen's hand, and said with concern: "Do you feel any uncomfortable? Look at you and you are thin. What's going on, my mother really feels so distressed."

Mu Beichen was wearing a hospital gown, his lips were white, and there was no trace of blood on his face. He did look very weak.

But he was willing, so he didn't blame anyone.

As long as he can save the old man, he doesn't care about drawing his blood.

"Okay, mom, I'm fine." Mu Beichen was almost crying when he saw Liu Yanru.

Change the subject quickly, "You and Dad go buy me something to eat, I'm almost starving to death."

"All right, mom will go now." Liu Yanru didn't have time to be sad when she heard this, so she hurried out with Mu's father.

Seeing the two people left, Yanxi immediately walked outside the door to help keep the wind.

Xu Yan also put down the porridge in her hand, winked with Bai Ruiqian, and the two of them came to Mu Beichen's bedside.

It seems that there is something important to discuss.

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