"Sheng Ning, stop being so mysterious." Zhou Yuan grabbed Sheng Ning’s wrist, the one holding the knife, and said without backing down, "Even if the dical staff aren’t here, my husband’s assistant is."
Chen Huaying crossed her arms and sneered, "Su Huai’an is just outside. I bet he’s having a heart-to-heart with Chairman Hai’s assistant right about now!"
"You!" The situation was against them—four of the others, just two of them, and Lanlan was injured, so they couldn’t possibly win a fight.
Sheng Ning had beco shaless, willing to go all out in a quarrel.
Suddenly, Sheng Ning thrust the knife in her hand toward Hai Lan’s face.
"Ah..." The piercing scream nearly lifted the ceiling. The distant dical staff and the assistant sent away by Su Huai’an finally heard the commotion and rushed back.
"What happened? What happened?" A crowd of people stord in.
"Nothing, nothing!"
"Just joking!"
Chen Huaying and others laughed awkwardly.
"Murder, soone’s going to murder soone." Zhou Yuan’s legs went weak.
Sheng Ning quickly pulled out the knife stuck beside Hai Lan’s ear, sending pillow stuffing flying everywhere. She glanced at Hai Lan, who had her eyes tightly shut in fear, a look of disdain flashing in her eyes.
With such little courage, she still wants to harm others; it’s simply courting death.
"Who are you people? It’s not visitation hours."
Faced with the doctor’s reprimand, Sheng Ning ignored him, directly waving off the obstructing hand, and left with her people. Lu Dabao followed at the end, not forgetting to say cheerfully before leaving, "Aunt Zhou, Hai Lan, take good care of your injuries! We’ll co and visit you often."
Zhou Yuan’s face was livid, her breathing rapid, clearly infuriated.
"I’ll go get a few more people." Hai Shuangjie’s assistant sized up the room, roughly understanding the cause of the incident, left a sentence, and turned to leave.
The doctor glanced at the ruined pillow, instructing, "Get the patient a new pillow, then bring in two bottles of glucose."
"Okay."
"Aunt, Lanlan, are you alright?" Song Huwen rushed in, tense and concerned, "What were they doing here? Visiting cousin Lanlan?"
Zhou Yuan’s eyes narrowed, making Song Huwen’s heart race.
Just now, Liu Yilan’s words involuntarily floated to her mind. She said Song Huwen had helped them, which was why everyone was sent away. Sure enough, that old hag’s daughter is no good either, a little vixen as scheming as her shaless mother.
"Aunt, what exactly happened? How did Lanlan get hurt? I’m sorry I didn’t know you were here, or I would have co earlier to see Lanlan."
Zhou Yuan kept a cold face, "When were you transferred here?"
"Two months ago."
"That’s quick!"
Song Huwen didn’t know how to respond, but she kept her guard up. Before coming, her mother specifically ntioned that Zhou Yuan was an unpopular daughter-in-law in the Hai Family, never having had a child, not worth worrying about.
Now she didn’t think so. Ti changes people in many ways. Her mother hasn’t returned for years; so people are not as foolish as they once were.
"Aunt, what happened with Lanlan’s injury?"
"Injured by so depraved people." Such a disgraceful event, Zhou Yuan naturally wouldn’t broadcast it, "By the way, where are you staying now?"
Song Huwen’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, "I’m staying in a dorm with my colleagues."
"Why not move back to the compound?"
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