He pursed his thin lips that were constantly exuding an aggressive cold air, walked towards the frightened woman who had already turned ashen with a dull look on her face, raised his straight and powerful long legs, and stepped hard on her back.
On the back, he pinched and pinched: "You just said, whose son is a bastard?!"
When he said these words, Yang Mufan's voice was not high, low, but as cold as if he had been frozen in an ice cellar.
The scene was completely silent and eerily silent.
Only, with Yang Mufan's calm and indifferent expression, he continued to increase the force on his feet, the woman began to moan intermittently.
Originally, Chen Xin wanted to jump out.
However, when she saw that Yang Muan looked exactly like Yang Mufan, she was so shocked that she dared not say a word.
On the way back to the hospital, the car was very quiet.
Admiring Fanhei's calm and handsome face, he drove the car very fast.
Mu Wanqing held her son, who was also in a mess, and sat in the back car. She felt Yang Mufan's silent anger surging, and she didn't dare to make a sound.
After finally arriving at the hospital, Yang Mufan stepped on the brake, turned off the accelerator, pulled out the key, got out of the car, walked around to the back seat, picked up Yang Muan, and then walked inside with a sinister handsome face.
Mu Wanqing got out of the car with difficulty, limping behind with her bare feet covered in mud.
My left foot is really sprained.
In just half an hour, her left foot was swollen like a pig's trotter.
The pain is excruciating if I exert even a little force.
From the lobby to the elevator, it was only a short one hundred meters. Mu Wanqing walked unsteadily, and cold sweat broke out on her nose and forehead.
I originally thought that Yang Mufan had already gone upstairs and was simply waiting for her to fend for herself.
As a result, when she limped to the elevator, she found him holding his son against the elevator door waiting for her.
"What are you doing standing there?! Why don't you come in quickly!" Yang Mufan yelled angrily.
Mu Wanqing's whole body trembled, and then she nodded repeatedly. Resisting the excruciating pain in her ankle, she quickened her pace and entered the elevator.
Yang Mufan glanced at her coldly, then withdrew his hand against the elevator door and pressed the floor button and door-close button. In less than three seconds, the elevator had climbed online.
When he held his son in one hand and reluctantly supported one foot with the other, Mu Wanqing, who was jumping forward, pushed open the ward door and was shocked by the scene inside.
The handsome eyebrows were furrowed deeply and tightly. He glanced at the group of people inside, and when they saw them appearing, they were all stunned. He asked in a bad tone: "What are you doing here?!" And all of them were stunned.
coming.
Nan Juefeng closed his long mouth with great difficulty. He laughed dryly and joked carelessly: "Of course I'm here to tease your son."
Yang Mufan gave him a cold look and snorted displeasedly: "I'm in a bad mood tonight, you'd better just do whatever you have to do and stop messing with me."
After saying that, Yang Mufan turned away from his handsome face slightly, looking at Yang Muan with tears still on his beautiful face, he whispered: "Uncle, I will take you to take a bath, okay?!"
Yang Muan Benn went to see Mu Wanqing, and when he saw her nodding, he agreed.
Before Yang Mufan entered the bathroom, he said two words to Sirius: "First, no matter where Nishima is, we must come to the hospital within twenty minutes; second, inform the governor and ask City A, the mayor, and the secretary
, the director and other government officials above the municipal level will arrive at 'Diye' on time at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, I will invite them to tea..."
