anwhile, Song Qiao heard the sound of a cup, or so other glass or ceramic object, smashing on the floor inside the room, accompanied by Elder Mu’s roars and coughs, "Get out! All of you get out! Don’t show your faces to again. I don’t have a daughter-in-law like you. Don’t call dad... get out ..."
Imdiately after, a woman’s discontent voice ca from within the room, "Dad, in the end, I was the one who was with your son, and I also gave birth to Shinian for your Mu Family, and I was once a daughter of the Mu Family. While I may not be your biological daughter, I have also made considerable contributions to the Mu Family. All I’m asking for is a small favor, it’s not too much to ask for... I just want Shinian back!"
"You have the nerve to bring up the past, just get out... take your affair and leave... cough cough cough..." Elder Mu’s coughing grew louder, clearly struggling even to speak.
Song Qiao stood outside the hospital room, blocked by two n in black, unable to enter. However, she did not give up, desperately trying to break in, her eyes brimming with tears, "Grandpa, don’t get agitated, it’s Qiaoqiao... I’m here... Get out of my way! If anything happens to my grandpa, I’ll make you pay with your lives!"
But no matter how loudly she scread, the two n in black remained unmoved, like two mountains blocking her way into the room.
Song Qiao could barely make out what the woman inside was saying, but the distressing coughs and angry roars of her grandfather were unmistakably clear.
Unable to hold back her tears, they stread down her face as she tried to push her way in ti and again. Around her, dical staff, patients, and their families had ford a crowd, all murmuring and pointing but no one stepped forward to help.
After being pushed away once more, Song Qiao fell to the ground. Mama Zhang hurried over to help her up, asking anxiously, "Miss, are you okay?"
Song Qiao shook her head, but tears kept uncontrollably streaming down her face. She used her sleeve to wipe the tears away, while the quarreling voices from the room continued. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a fruit platter with so fruits and a fruit knife, which was likely taken out by Mama Zhang while washing the fruits.
Without any hesitation, Song Qiao went over to grab the fruit knife. Her eyes were bloodshot, making her look ferocious. She confronted the two n at the door, "Get out of the way, or don’t bla for stabbing you to death!"
At this mont, she was beyond caring. She wasn’t entirely clear about the situation inside, but the coughing and roaring of her grandfather told her that his condition was very bad. If this continued, he wouldn’t last.
Song Qiao’s hair had beco a ss due to the scuffle, her clothes were a bit dirty, and her eyes were bloodshot, giving her the appearance of a madwoman. Clutching a fruit knife that was neither small nor big, at so point, due to a careless move, she had cut her palm, and red blood began to flow.
Perhaps intimidated by Song Qiao’s appearance, or the possibility that she might indeed use the knife, the two n in black exchanged looks and involuntarily stepped aside.
In fact, not only were the n in black scared by Song Qiao’s appearance, but Mama Zhang and the others around who were whispering were also shocked.
Song Qiao still clutched the fruit knife tightly, but when she saw the n in black step aside, she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief inside. Without pausing for a second, she rushed into the room and saw an elderly man clutching his chest and panting heavily, his complexion looking very bad as he half-reclined on the bed. A woman stood by the bed, and a man sat on the couch.
The fruit knife fell from Song Qiao’s hand, her heart clenched tightly, and she dashed to the bedside. She quickly opened the bedside drawer, took out the dicine and gave it to Elder Mu, then made him drink so water, "Grandpa... Grandpa, it’s Qiaoqiao, I’m here... Relax, don’t be angry..."
While comforting the elderly man who was having a heart attack, Song Qiao spoke to him and pressed the ergency bell on the head of the bed. At this mont, her mind was in turmoil, and seeing Elder Mu on the bed made her tears fall even more.
Perhaps due to Song Qiao’s arrival, Elder Mu’s spirits had sowhat steadied, and after taking the dicine, he at least seed less uncomfortable.
"Qiaoqiao!" Elder Mu opened his eyes to see Song Qiao’s tear-filled face and grabbed her hand, comforting her with his words, "Qiaoqiao, don’t cry, grandpa is okay!"
A weak smile appeared on Song Qiao’s face, but the tears didn’t stop. Looking at his wrinkled, weathered face, she shook her head, her voice breaking with sobs, "Grandpa, you scared to death, I thought I would never see you again. You promised to see Qiaoqiao get married, so you must get well!"
Elder Mu finally managed a faint smile, nodding in agreent, "Okay, grandpa will definitely see Qiaoqiao get married!"
The doctor arrived quickly and began to administer ergency care to Elder Mu.
Song Qiao stood up to give the doctor room, and when she looked up, she saw the man and woman who were standing by the bed and had apparently stood up at so point, and she certainly noticed the panic on their faces.
Perhaps it was Song Qiao’s way of entering that frightened them, or perhaps it was Elder Mu’s heart attack that scared them, for now Song Qiao saw them not as arrogant as the voices she had heard outside the door earlier.
Song Qiao wiped the tears from her face with her hand, her expression had already turned cold, and with endless anger, she issued an eviction order to those two, "Get out of here right now, imdiately. You aren’t welco here, and if anything happens to my grandfather, I, Song Qiao, will make you pay, even if it costs my life!"
Right now, it’s still unknown whether her grandfather’s life is in danger, but if sothing unexpected happens, she will make these despicable man and woman pay a heavy price.
Perhaps because of her ferocious appearance, the color of that woman’s face changed, but still shalessly refusing to leave, she said, "Qiaoqiao, according to seniority, you should call ’Auntie’!"
Song Qiao looked at the woman and sneered, "Call you Auntie?"
The woman nodded!
She sneered sarcastically, looking at her, "Do you think you deserve that title? Do I need to force you out physically for you to leave? If that’s really necessary, I don’t mind, as long as you are not afraid of causing a sensation throughout An City tomorrow!"
The woman in front is Mu Nuan, and many people might think she is actually the second miss of the Mu Family, but she was adopted by Elder Mu from an orphanage, out of pity for her plight.
Over thirty years ago, Elder Mu did a good deed out of his kindness to help others, simply adopting a little girl to keep his own daughter company, never expecting this would bring bankruptcy to the Mu Family.
That’s right, the century-old foundation of the Mu Family went bankrupt, and it was intimately related to this woman called Mu Nuan, who was raised by the Mu Family for over twenty years.
The Mu Family actually has another son, nad Mu Shen, Elder Mu’s second son, two years younger than Song Qiao’s mother Mu Yan; Uncle Mu Shen is a once-in-a-century genius who once led Mu Group to its peak. However, this uncle fell in love with the adopted daughter, Mu Nuan, and the two later married and had a son. But, Mu Nuan had soone she loved, and after Mu Shen had an accident and was in a car crash, Mu Nuan went straight to divorce him and got together with the man she loved.
And this man is the one by Mu Nuan’s side.
Although Elder Mu knew the full story, he said it was a disaster for the Mu Family and blad no one.
Elder Mu had other reasons for hating Mu Nuan; a few years ago, Mu Nuan, in order to be with that man, drugged her only child, then barely over four years old, with sleeping pills and abandoned him in the wilderness. If he hadn’t been discovered and reported to the police, who then inford Elder Mu, they wouldn’t have known of this woman’s desperate actions.
For twelve years, that woman never returned to see her son, not until these past few months when the Mu Family went completely bankrupt, did she and that man return from abroad, intending to take Shinian away.
Mu Nuan’s complexion changed, then she casually brushed her hair and spoke, "Whether you call that or not doesn’t matter to anymore. I’m here today just to take Shinian with , just give him back to !"
At this mont, Song Qiao looked at the man and woman in front of her, her face filled with scorn, just about to speak, when she saw a small figure entering from the hospital room outside, stopping the words she was about to say.
"Your Shinian was killed by you twelve years ago!" A person walked in from the door, Mu Shinian, wearing a school uniform with a backpack, his handso face already bearing so resemblance to the deceased Mu Shen.
Mu Shinian entered with a cold face, perhaps due to being a boy, the sixteen-year-old teenager had a more masculine air about him, his height now equal to Song Qiao, even a bit taller.
"Son!" Mu Nuan saw Shinian and couldn’t help but change her expression, wanting to reach out and grab her son’s hand, but Mu Shinian easily dodged her with a sidestep!
Song Qiao stood to the side without speaking or intending to say more, simply watching the man and woman across from her with cold eyes.
Right now, she had only one thought: to get these two people to leave this place and never to appear before her grandfather again.
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