Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

"mom--"

Xu Qingcheng opened her mouth to shout, but she herself couldn't tell what emotion was in that voice, whether it was begging, begging, or helplessness.

"I don't have a daughter like you." Zhao Lan threw the object in her face directly at her.

The sharp corners of the room card were cut from the side of the face.

"What is this? Xu Qingcheng, tell me, what is this?" Zhao Lan's voice was filled with pain.

Xu Qingcheng did not move.

Instead, Ye Wenhan stepped forward and picked it up, with a gloating look on his face.

The key card of No.[-] Jingshan Villa.

Ye Wenhan's face was completely ugly, which explained too much.

She has no chance to get Fu Jingting's room card, Xu Qingcheng, what is she!
He was able to enter and leave Fu Jingting's mansion freely.

The schadenfreude in my heart disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Lan's head was swollen and painful, her whole body was empty and weak, as if she had exhausted all the strength in her life, her body swayed.

"mom!"

Xu Qingcheng was startled, she reached out to help, but Zhao Lan waved her away.

Zhao Lan turned around and walked into the ward, with her palms propped on the wall, walking with difficulty.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to help, but Zhao Lan refused.

The strength of her body seemed to be completely sucked away, and her eyes were all black. She couldn't bear the oppression of this life.

It was supposed to be the best life, but it changed suddenly in such a short period of time. Qingyao...Qingcheng...Which hand stretched out to her, she couldn't grasp it, and couldn't help it.

Qingcheng motioned for Aunt Wang to follow, but Zhao Lan also blocked the door of the ward.

The door closes before your eyes.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly turned around and walked towards Ye Wenhan, and all the bodyguards beside her stood in front of her to protect her.

Xu Qingcheng paused, her voice was very soft, as if she had lost all her strength, "Wen Han, the Ye family is suppressing the Xu family, no matter what the reason is. As long as it is a normal business method, winners and losers, no matter how unwilling I am." I agree. But you shouldn't shout in front of my mother. If my mother has any problems, you can try what else I can do. "

Her voice was obviously very soft, so soft that she couldn't hear it unless she listened carefully, but Ye Wenhan couldn't help taking a step back.

"Don't threaten me, I didn't move a finger of her."

Xu Qingcheng pursed her lips and said nothing, she stretched out her hand and pulled back the room card from Ye Wenhan's hand, and looked at Ye Wenhan provocatively, "Are you jealous?!"

"you!"

Ye Wenhan became hoarse with anger.

Xu Qingcheng turned and went back to the ward. She stared at the door of the ward, hesitated for a while, and didn't know what to say when she entered.

Simply don't bother, let Zhao Lan calm down.

Aunt Wang looked at the beautiful girl and sighed, "Your mother is actually very guilty too. She thinks it's her problem that caused your siblings to encounter such a thing. The words may be harsh, but she actually feels bad in her heart. "

With tears rolling in her eyes, Xu Qingcheng gave a muffled hum.

I dare not speak, for fear that tears will fall when I open my mouth.

Suddenly, there was a sound of heavy objects hitting in the ward.

Xu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and she reached out to push the door of the ward, only to find that Zhao Lan was closed dead from the inside.

The fingers pushing the door trembled, Xu Qingcheng shouted, "Doctor, doctor..."

The VIP area of ​​the Department of Psychiatry was extremely chaotic, the door of the ward was knocked open, and stretchers passed quickly in the corridor.

Noisy human voices, the sound of stretchers rolling on the ground, blood splashing from cut blood vessels, the mother lying in a pool of blood, and the father struggling for help and falling to the ground.

Someone pushed and pulled her away, and doctors and nurses carried her onto a stretcher.

Even though Xu Qingcheng thought her heart was like a rock, she couldn't bear it at this moment, and burst into tears.

She swayed and propped her arm against the wall, leaving an incomplete bloody handprint on the wall.

Publicity, ferocious.

Xu Qingcheng rushed into the bathroom of the ward. Her face was pale, her chest was oppressed and her breath was blocked, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead. She turned on the faucet and closed her eyes, blindly cleaning the blood stains on her hands.

His heart was beating extremely fast, he was flustered, and even when he opened his eyes, he felt blackness in front of him.

She pinched her thigh with her fingers hard, not to faint.

You can't have anything to do at this time.

On the corridor outside the operating room, Dr. Chen patted Xu Qingcheng on the shoulder. He was Xu Shengchang's attending physician and a good friend of her father.

"Patients with depression will cause self-harm and even suicide due to self-blame and unbearable mental pressure. Your mother has always rejected treatment, and I didn't expect her to be so serious. Qingcheng, she is sick, it is not your fault. "

"I know."

Xu Qingcheng's clenched hands were tightly clenched, her face was drooped, her hair hanging on the side of her face covered most of her expression, her voice was hoarse but calm.

Doctor Chen felt a little relieved, then got up and left.

With all these things pointing at her, she can't cry and have nothing to do.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Lan left the operating room and returned to the ward.

Aunt Wang was busy, so Xu Qingcheng entrusted the nurse station to help find another skilled nurse.

She didn't go into the ward again, Xu Qingcheng went straight out of the ward, and she called Song Chang.

"Chang Chang, I need your help. There's some news, please send it to someone."

Song Chang responded with great interest, "No problem, leave this matter to me, what news?"

"Ye's daughter bullied others with her power and made troubles without reason, causing Mrs. Xu to cut her wrists and commit suicide." Xu Qingcheng's voice was extremely calm, and he spoke every word calmly, but Song Chang's hearing was shocking.

"Auntie, is Auntie okay?"

"It's okay, I'm out of the operating room." Xu Qingcheng was very calm, "The reason why Ye Wenhan is looking for something is to write it down, because Fu Jingting is interested in Xu Qingcheng, and Ye Wenhan can't love it."

Song Chang was stunned, "Qingcheng, it's not good for you to involve Fu Jingting in it?!"

"It doesn't matter. As long as it makes Ye Wenhan feel uncomfortable and makes the Ye family's way of getting married difficult, I don't care." Xu Qingcheng is very calm. She understands Song Chang's worry and also knows that she is determined to go her own way.

"Find someone who is ahead of you in this matter, and don't implicate the Song family."

Song Chang was silent for a moment, "As long as you think it over, leave this to me."

Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes, how did she become such an ugly and strange look.

Even at this time, she couldn't be quiet and pure, using everything available, including public opinion.

Sitting outside the operating room, she was full of calculations. Is it because of this that everyone thinks that Xu Qingcheng is invincible.

She smiled bitterly and walked out of the ward.

She is not invincible, she just knows too well that tears are useless in the face of reality.

From the moment Qingyao was sentenced, Xu Qingcheng has been completely reborn. She doesn't believe in tears, and she doesn't believe in anyone. She only believes in herself, even if her strength is meager.

When Duan Heng received the news from the media, his heart beeped like a dog.

What evil did he commit today, why did the waves rise again and again, and the waves were so magnificent that he thought about it every day.

He carefully stared at Fu Jingting's face, and was the first to admit his mistake, "It was my negligence that allowed this kind of news to be published."

"You are more than negligent. Ye Wenhan is paranoid. The hospital you took her to, how could she let her go to Xu's ward to make trouble. And even committed suicide." Fu Jingting's face was very cold, and the eyebrows were full of anger, "And this The propaganda of the dog-blood triangle emotion. Duan Heng, how many years have you been with me? Your brain was eaten by a dog?!"

Duan Heng burst into tears, "I'll ask someone to remove the news immediately."

Fu Jingting closed his eyes. He took a picture of the news on the desktop. In fact, it was tacit understanding to each other, and it was too late to withdraw now. "No need. Arrange a car, I'll go to the hospital."