Su Mang only glanced at Karl and then lowered her head to read her notes. When she felt something was wrong, Karl had already rushed toward her like lightning, bumped into her left arm, and bit her arm fiercely.
Carl saw the smell of blood in his mouth, and became even more crazy. He bit Su Mang's arm and refused to let go. Ling Yahe's eyes turned red instantly, and he punched it hard on the head, and it fell away with a cry.
On the ground, he was twisting his body and screaming miserably.
"Brother! How can you hit Karl? You like him the most!" Ling Yaming was shocked, squatting down from under the desk to look at Karl lying on the ground whining.
"Damn you!" Ling Yahe kicked the desk over in anger, and the desk hit Ling Yaming hard. Ling Yaming screamed, holding her head and crying on the ground.
Karl bit Su Mang's left arm that had been injured a few days ago. Su Mang didn't know why, but the pain suddenly came so violently that it was unbearable. She slid down the stool and leaned against the corner, feeling a terrible pain.
A direct blow to the heart from the arm made it feel as if the heart had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. The pain was so painful that it was almost impossible to breathe.
She moaned uncontrollably, and large drops of sweat suddenly emerged from her forehead and dripped down her pale cheeks. Her whole body was shaking violently, and her face was horribly white. "Susu, you are
What's wrong?" Ling Yahe was so frightened by her that all the color drained from his face. He knelt down and held her in his arms, "Su Su..."
"He, I'll drive, you carry her downstairs!" Mingche made a quick decision, held the desk with one hand, jumped over, and ran downstairs quickly.
Mingche picked up Su Mang who was lying on the ground, and ran out without looking at Ling Yaming, who was lying on the ground wailing.
Ling Yaming crawled out from under the desk in embarrassment. She couldn't tell exactly where the desk hit her. Anyway, her whole body was in unbearable pain. Big tears fell from her eyes. She looked at the place where the three Mingche people disappeared.
There was bone-gnawing hatred in his eyes.
Why?
Why don't they like her even though she works so hard?
Why did Su Mang not do anything and they all had to defend her?
Ling Yahe is her brother, why is he thinking about Su Mang in his heart?
hatred!
How hateful!
She scratched the ground with her five fingers, and the look in her eyes became more and more vicious.
She doesn't believe it!
She didn't believe that she would be stepped on by Su Mang in this life!
There is a way!
There must be a way!
She must have a way to ruin Su Mang's reputation, ruin her reputation, and make everyone despise her and hate her!
She will find a way!
Definitely!
Ling Yahe was holding Su Mang in the back seat of the car. Mingche drove the car as if it was flying, ran through several red lights along the way, and parked the car in front of the hospital lobby at an incredible speed.
Ling Yahe got out of the car with Su Mang in his arms and sprinted towards the elevator. Just as the elevator was about to close, Ling Yahe shouted: "Wait a minute!"
Someone pressed the delay button, and Ling Yahe carried Su Mang in. The "Didi" prompt sounded, the elevator was overweight!
Ling Yahe looked at Su Mang in his arms in annoyance. She had bitten her lower lip and drew blood. Her face was pale and without a trace of blood. The bone was deeply visible at the place where Karl bit her, and blood was dripping out. He bit
Gritting his teeth, he said very politely to the two young men beside him: "Please, my sister is seriously ill, can you..."
