It was her mother's voice. Xiao Duoduo turned around and saw her mother running over: "Mom——"
After receiving a report from a patient that her family members were here, Shang Siling had to go back to the ward to check on her daughter's condition.
"Mom." Xiao Duoduo hid in her mother's arms, grabbing her mother's clothes and trembling.
Seeing that her daughter was so frightened, Shang Siling hugged her daughter tightly with both hands and looked at her mother-in-law and uncle angrily.
Zhou Ruoxue stood opposite and looked at his daughter-in-law.
Soon enough, Xiao Shupeng suddenly rushed forward, grabbed his sister-in-law's hair and slapped her down.
The slap was so hard that Shang Siling felt like a sandbag hit her on the left side of her face. Stars flashed across her eyes and she almost fell to the ground.
Daughter Xiao Duoduo's little voice screamed: "Mom, mom——"
Shang Siling's heart was filled with regret at this time. She and her husband were teachers, and the instinct of a teacher was not to see people sink to their own devices, so she tried to save this gangster uncle. As a result, her mother-in-law took the couple's money.
She tried her best to help this uncle in private. This uncle didn't think the couple was good at all, and he had been holding a grudge for a long time. This was something she only realized when Ding Wenze let it slip last time.
"Tell me, where did you do my brother?" Xiao Shupeng grabbed Shang Siling's clothes, raised his fist and prepared to punch her again.
There was only hatred in his eyes, because he had heard from his mother a long time ago that this sister-in-law was so bad that her brother was not allowed to give him money to help him. Beating this sister-in-law to death would be an advantage for this sister-in-law.
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There was blood at the corner of Shang Siling's mouth, her whole head was dizzy, and her ears were buzzing. If this uncle punched her again, she would be close to death.
"Don't hit my mother." Xiao Duoduo pushed her uncle with her little hands.
Xiao Shupeng effortlessly pushed his niece to the ground. His old hatred and new hatred made him want to beat Shang Siling to death.
Zhou Ruoxue looked on as if she was frightened by her youngest son's actions. In fact, she remained motionless and watched with cold eyes as her daughter-in-law was beaten.
Passers-by in the surrounding departments noticed something was wrong and shouted to the medical staff: "We're going to kill someone."
A group of figures came running in the corridor. Following closely, a man took the lead and rushed up to hold Xiao Shupeng's fist raised in the air. Several boys behind saw him and shouted loudly: "Squad leader, be careful."
Yue Wentong used all his strength to resist the man in front of him. It was obvious that the man was not an ordinary person but a good fighter. When he saw his fist being held, he immediately swung his other fist towards his head.
"Squad leader!" The classmates who ran behind were furious, and regardless of whether they were doing anything or not, they all grabbed Xiao Shupeng with both hands.
Two people grabbed Xiao Shupeng's other hand, one person pressed Xiao Shupeng's head, and the other two people grabbed both Xiao Shupeng's legs.
No matter how strong Xiao Shupeng was, he couldn't resist so many people arresting him, so he was thrown to the ground and lay horizontally.
A group of boys put their hands on him, squeezing him to death and preventing him from doing anything else.
Standing nearby and seeing the sudden change in the painting style, Zhou Ruoxue was confused. What was going on? Where did this group of people come from: "This, this?"
"Squad leader, are you okay?" Lin Hao turned around on behalf of other students, anxiously concerned about the class leader.
"It's okay." Yue Wentong replied. The opponent's punch hit his forehead, but fortunately it only messed up his bangs.