"So good." Su Yue hugged each one and kissed them hard, and then changed the subject, "But..."

The two little ones opened their eyes wide, waiting for their mother's next words.

Su Yue: "But mommy also wants to praise you today. Youyou is my sister. She bravely stood up to protect her sister when she was bullied by the older children. She deserves praise. Taotao also protected her sister when she was being thrown into the sand. She is also worthy of praise.

It’s worthy of praise. In short, mom’s two little babies are great, and mom is really happy.”

Youyou and Taotao's eyes were shining like stars. After being praised by their mother, their originally disappointed mood suddenly turned into joy, and their little breasts couldn't help but stand tall.

next day

military hospital

Suddenly there was a violent "bang bang" sound in a ward. Iron thermoses, fresh fruits, aluminum lunch boxes, etc. were smashed to the ground in a mess. The ground was in a mess.

Yan Mingsheng was lying on the bed in a hospital gown, gasping for air. His face turned the color of pig liver, his eyeballs were bulging out, and he was filled with a look of violence. If his ribs hadn't been broken and he couldn't get out of bed, he would have rushed down and gone crazy.

He clenched his fists, veins bulged on his face and neck, and shouted: "This is impossible, call the doctor... It's impossible... I don't believe it, call the doctor!"

"Son, you heard wrong. You're fine. You just broke a few bones. Just take care of them. Mom will take you out of the hospital after a while." Yan's mother ignored the mess on the ground and rushed to her son's side with a pair of eyes.

I cried like a walnut, but I still tried to comfort my son.

Hope ignited in Yan Mingsheng's eyes, and he held Yan's mother's arms tightly with both hands. His eyes were filled with crazy joy: "Is it true, Mom? Is my body really okay? But why did Xiao Wu say that I am a cripple?"

"Really, really, you still don't believe what Mom said. When did Mom lie to you? You're fine. The doctor said it's just a broken rib. Just patch it up and it'll be fine. Also, don't tell me what Xiaowu said.

Listen, he is talking nonsense."

Yan's mother's face was filled with distress, she coaxed her in a good voice, and in her heart she almost cursed the nephew who spoke so freely. The whole family wanted to hide something, but this nephew spilled the beans as soon as he came.

Yan Mingsheng was in a trance, and he let go of Yan's mother. After the anesthesia wore off, his whole body ached. He wanted to believe Yan's mother's words that he was really not a cripple, but the pain in his lower body was not fake.

He couldn't help but think of Yu Wanyu's cruel kick, which stabbed him blankly. The pain caused him to lose consciousness instantly, and he woke up in the hospital.

Is he really okay?

"Son, come here, drink some of the chicken soup that mom made for you." Yan's mother held the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of chicken soup and carefully brought it to her son's lips.

Unexpectedly, Yan Mingsheng suddenly went crazy again. He pushed Yan's mother fiercely, waved his arms and swept the nutritional supplements off the cabinet, and screamed with a ferocious face: "No... I don't believe it... I don't believe it, you lied to me, Mom, you

Can you please call the doctor? I want to listen to what the doctor has to say."

"I'm sick. Find a doctor. I want to see a doctor. Mom, find a doctor for me. Please find a doctor for me. I can't be disabled..." A drop of tear hid in the corner of his eye. In fact, in his heart

I already believe it, but I just refuse to accept the reality.

More than half a bowl of hot chicken soup was poured directly on Yan's mother. Yan's mother didn't wear much, so she screamed because the chicken soup was hot. She shook the soup randomly and looked at Yan Mingsheng beating herself in pain. She hurriedly jumped on it.

He shouted distressedly: "Son, you hit mom. Mom is not afraid of pain. Don't hit yourself because you have just been injured. Hit mom, my son, why is life so miserable? Mom would rather be the one injured than see you in pain."

ah……"

"Okay, why are you crazy at this time?" Mr. Yan suddenly opened the ward, came in with a cane, slapped Yan Mingsheng in the face, and said gloomily: "Are you awake?"

It has only been one day, and Mr. Yan seems to have aged more than ten years. His face is wrinkled and his eyes are full of gloom.

"Ah." Yan's mother screamed, feeling extremely distressed when she saw the slap marks on Yan Mingsheng's face. She turned around and glared at Mr. Yan, then rushed forward to fight: "Why are you hitting my son? Don't hit my son."

The strict mother is now like an old hen protecting her young. No one can harm her son.

Mr. Yan pushed Yan's mother away and shouted impatiently: "That's enough for you. Why are you causing trouble now?"

Yan's mother widened her eyes in disbelief and pointed at herself: "Am I causing trouble? What trouble did I make? Don't I feel bad for my son being beaten like this? I want my son to be fine, am I wrong? It's you instead. My son is in the hospital bed.

I've been lying on the bed all day, how many times have you looked at me? I'm not taking care of it. Now you say I'm causing trouble, and you don't have the heart..."

Mr. Yan: "I'm looking for a murderer for my son. What do you know? You shrew, I don't want to quarrel with you..."

"..."

After the fiery slap, Yan Mingsheng really calmed down. He raised his blood-filled eyes to look at his arguing parents, twitched his cheeks, and yelled: "Stop arguing. If you want me to die, just keep arguing."

The ward instantly became quiet.

Yan's mother flattered her and said, "Son, let's stop arguing. I know I was wrong. You should have a good rest."

Mr. Yan pushed Yan's mother away, snorted coldly, straightened his collar and stepped forward to stand in front of the hospital bed: "Mingsheng, tell me honestly, who beat you like this? I sent someone to look for you all day, and they didn't find out.

There are no clues, tell me who the murderer is, and when the person is found, dad will avenge you."

Yan Mingsheng's lips moved, but he didn't know how to speak. He subconsciously lowered his eyelids to avoid Mr. Yan's sight.

Mr. Yan's eyes flashed brightly. Yan Mingsheng obviously knew who the murderer was. He asked again in a serious tone: "Son, you know, right? Who is it? Tell me and Dad will make the decision for you."

Yan's mother quickly helped: "Yes, son, your father will definitely not let that man go. Tell me quickly, who beat you like this? If you dare to touch a member of our Yan family, please scratch his skin carefully."

Hearing Yan's mother's words, Yan Mingsheng's eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness. Was it because he didn't want to say it? It was because he clearly understood what the current Yan family was.

Even if he knows, so what, the current outcome cannot be changed, it will only make him more embarrassed.

Yan Mingsheng's mouth was tightly closed. Mr. Yan banged his cane and said angrily: "Why did I give birth to such a wimp like you? Who is the murderer?! Why don't you tell me after you were beaten inhumanely?"

Yan's mother hurriedly shouted: "Old Yan!"

I had agreed to hide it from my son, but why did I say it out loud?
Chapter completed!