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Chapter 442 The fake daughter lost by cannon fodder 37

In the ambulance going to the hospital, the family of four took the opportunity to review the whole incident, while Hu Lingfei was left at home to prevent anything from happening again.

Hu Yunda and Zhang Xiaoling insisted that they heard Xie Yuyuan's voice.

"Go to sleep, wake up and get ready."

The two people repeated Xie Yuyuan's words in unison, and saw the happy look in each other's eyes. They answered correctly!

In fact, they didn't need to refer to the simple diagnosis of the accompanying doctor in the ambulance to understand that Zhang Xiaoling's calf was twisted almost to a right angle, and the leg bones must have been completely broken.

The doctor said that the specific situation would need to be taken and examined carefully before knowing the specific situation. Although a fracture of this degree may look a bit scary, it should be able to be recovered with steel nails. Zhang Xiaoling's lower leg tibia and fibula were fractured at the same time, which may cause compound injuries.

, the recovery period requires a relatively long process.

Who would have thought that you could break your leg like this while sleeping on your own bed?

What level of external force would cause the leg to break like this?

"Someone hit my leg with something like an iron pipe, or they chopped it into pieces with their feet." As the victim of this incident, Zhang Xiaoling's speech was actually very authoritative and very close to the truth.

"She didn't have a weapon. I saw with my own eyes that she had both hands empty at that time. There wasn't anything in our bedroom that could hit you like this." Hu Yunda confirmed again viciously: "It's that dead girl Xie Yuyuan.

It must be her! Yueyue said that Xie Yuyuan is very strange and her strength is surprisingly strong."

"Then my leg was broken by Xie Yuyuan." Zhang Xiaoling said in a very determined and aggrieved tone: "Even if I dreamed of kicking Hu Yunda, there is no way I could break my leg with such force."

"Oh, you still dare to kick my son? You live in my house and you want to kick my son even in your dreams?" Wu Meihua glared at Zhang Xiaoling with a face full of anger: "I or you, don't even think about sitting on my son's head and arrogating.

blessing!"

Zhang Xiaoling was simply fixed on the stretcher, and she was thinking, "Holy shit," did this pig-like old woman understand the point?

"I have never kicked your Hu Yunda!" After saying so many words, she felt very weak. After the initial stress reaction, she now began to feel a numb pain in her calf.

Zhang Xiaoling knew that the pain would only get worse in the future, but no one in the family had asked her how she felt. Instead, they had been discussing the matter, especially her future mother-in-law, who was talking nonsense but could not grasp the key to the problem.

"Hmph!" Wu Meihua rolled her eyelids and rolled her eyes: "I can't even dream of kicking. The three generations of our Hu family have only passed it down to my son..."

Zhang Xiaoling made a "hiccup" sound in her throat, rolled her eyes, and then fainted.

"Family members, please do not over-stimulate the patient!" The doctors and nurses warned Wu Meihua sternly. Zhang Xiaoling's trembling eyelashes had betrayed the fact that she was pretending to be faint, so they appeared to be providing first aid. In fact, no one was too worried. The main reason for cooperating with Zhang Xiaoling was because Wu Meihua was really honest.

It's too noisy.

Before the Hu family went to the nearest hospital for medical treatment, He Xiaoman was already lying on the solid wood bed in the dormitory, calmly meditating on "Little Ruyi".

Hayate's positioning and teleportation is simply not very useful, and combined with his own Mingwu, it is a must-have combination for killing people, stealing goods, and conducting sneak attacks and robberies.

After buying the house, He Xiaoman's junior hacking skills have also been lit up, and she can start a small side job to generate some income. So she announced in the live broadcast room that after selling lobster noodles for the last ten days, the store function will be removed, that is, the store function will not be available.

I no longer sell noodles and concentrate on my art.

This announcement has been made, and the live broadcast room is filled with mourning. Many people are crying and begging the anchor not to deprive the foodies of their last bit of happiness. If they think it is not profitable, they can accept the price increase. It is really impossible to sell five bowls a day, even one bowl.

, some people even suggested auctioning lobster noodles in the live broadcast room.

"The main reason is that the anchor is about to face the college entrance examination and is very big. It is okay to do live broadcasts of konghou performances occasionally to relieve the tension. However, selling and delivering goods every day is too time-consuming and time-consuming. Please forgive me."

She wanted to erase her traces in this world bit by bit. If it was not necessary, it would be better to keep things like lobster noodles that the host couldn't tinker with as little as possible.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the dormitory. He Xiaoman thought that it was almost time to come, so he told everyone in the live broadcast room that something was going on here, then turned off the live broadcast and opened the door to the dormitory.

Standing outside the door were two uniformed uncles, one tall and one short, as well as Hu Nianfu and Wu Meihua, who followed them in grandly.

Probably Hu Yunda is taking care of his girlfriend in the hospital now.

"Xie Yuyuan, you are such a murderer, why did you block me again?"

Wu Meihua was very aggressive when she came up.

He Xiaoman opened the door to the dormitory: "Shall you come in and talk, or shall I follow you?"

Swearing at the door of the dormitory, is this to add some strength to the cyber violence she is about to face?

The tall uncle in uniform was stunned. Hearing what the Hu family said, this girl who grew up in the wealthy Xie family had a bad character since she was a child. She resented that their family conditions were not as good as the Xie family.

They sneaked into Hu's house unprepared at night and waited for an opportunity to commit murder. They broke the leg bones of their future sister-in-law alive, and they could still study in school with peace of mind and pretend to be Internet celebrities to cheat money.

But the girl in front of me gave people a clean, clear and fearless look. Her big, calm and bright eyes completely overturned the bad impression the Hu family had on them when they reported the crime.

"Hu Nianfu, Hu Yunda is suing you for malicious injury and refusing to support the elderly. Xie Yuyuan, please come back to the bureau with us to assist in the investigation."

Because it was live broadcast at noon, He Xiaoman was wearing a red and white striped pure cotton long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of work-style suspender jeans. She looked at the pair of furry floor mops on her feet and said with a smile: "Then let me change my shoes."

When He Xiaoman appeared in front of a few people again, He Xiaoman was wearing a pair of slightly exaggerated dad shoes. With her round head that had not changed for thousands of years and her round face with some baby fat and no makeup, she looked cute and well-behaved.

"Let's go."

After saying that, she walked straight out of the dormitory building and strode toward the school gate, as if she was going home, and those behind her were her followers.

The short uncle in uniform was relatively young. He had heard from the Hu family that the Internet celebrity's unfilial daughter had been linked to the stereotype of a bad girl. However, he found that it was not what he thought at all, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

Did the Hu family make a mistake, or did they find the wrong person?
Chapter completed!
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