In less than two minutes after they entered, the sisters-in-law started arguing.
Although Grandma Ye couldn't speak or move her legs, her mind was clear. When she heard the quarrel, she made hurried sounds that were incomprehensible. Her gaze was fixed on Ye Zhifan's face. Her hands which were still mobile knocked on the bed.
She wanted Ye Zhifan to stop them.
With one glance at Grandma Ye, Ye Zhifan knew that she wanted to talk to him so he asked Ye Zhixiang coldly, "Mom is in such a state now. Why are you still in the mood to quarrel with your sister-in-law? Sun Yaozu has already arranged things at the provincial hospital. I will bring you and mom over."
"I'm not quarreling with her! Did you see her showing concern for Mom?" Ye Zhixiang replied maliciously. Then, she rembered Grandma Ye's advice and raised her hand to push her hair back. She softened her voice and said, "Mom is sick so I'm anxious and angry. Brother, please be tolerant with ."
Even she knew that she had to lower her head. Ye Zhifan smirked and said calmly, "There's no way to cure a stroke. We can only take it slow and see if her situation will improve. If she can't walk, she can use a wheelchair. However, not being able to talk is grave. Look, Mom wants to say sothing now but I don't know what she wants to say."
When Grandma Ye, who couldn't speak, heard that, a poisonous icy gaze shot out from her eyes. Her stamring sounded even more anxious and louder, and saliva even flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
Ye Ying's stomach churned as she saw this and she frowned and looked away.
She did not want such a person in her house!
Ye Zhixiang held Grandma Ye's hand and took a notebook from the bedside table. She stuffed a pen into Grandma Ye's hand and said, "Mom, write to Second Brother."
Grandma Ye, who could still move her hands, wrote a crooked "Jian" on her notebook. Then, she looked at Ye Zhifan's face. Ye Ying's heart was beating fast.
"I've been busy with settling Yingying's overseas matter recently. I'm not sure about Ye Jian's situation. You and Zhixiang instigated my wife to find trouble in school. In the end, sothing happened to her and you all escaped back to the village…"
Ye Zhifan touched on the incident lightly. He glanced at Ye Zhixiang, whose expression froze instantly. He sneered.
"Now that sothing has happened, Zhixiang, you should take good care of mom. I will co back to take a look when I'm free." Ye Zhifan said this after he thought about it. A vicious look flashed across his eyes as he thought about Ye Jian. He pondered for a while before saying, "Let's put Ye Jian's matter aside for now. Let's see what school she gets into first."
By the ti she gets into university, it will be too late!
Grandma Ye couldn't say anything so she was so anxious that more saliva flowed out from the corner of her mouth. She held the pen in her right hand and wrote so words on the paper. Then, she stared at Ye Zhifan to see how he would answer her.
Ye Zhixiang heaved a sigh of relief when he didn't seek revenge on her. She was really afraid of her second brother now.
Ye Zhifan picked up the notebook and looked at it carefully. Then, he smiled and said, "Mom, you should look for Sun Yaozu. He is good at killing people and setting fires. I don't have that ability."
Kill, kill Ye Jian? How imposing of Grandma Ye!
When Grandma Ye heard that, she kept hitting the bed with her fists. Her cloudy eyes were filled with indignation and anger.
She could not speak or move. No matter how unwilling she was, it was all for naught.
Ye Zhixiang gritted her teeth in hatred. She glanced at the silent Ye Ying coldly and sneered. "No wonder you're not as good as Ye Jian. When sothing happens, Second Brother's family doesn't dare to take responsibility and only wants to push Mom away."
"Now that Mom is no longer around, Second Brother is really quick at burning the bridge after crossing it."
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