After being abused and reborn, the real daughter went crazy

She widened her eyes and looked at Xia Yan in disbelief. Just as she was about to get angry, she saw Song Huaicong walking over.

"Who gave you the guts to hit her?"

Song Huaicong saw that Song Qingwei was slapped by Xia Yan, with a cold face, he raised his hand and pushed Xia Yan out.

Seeing Song Qingwei being beaten, Song Huaicong asked with distressed concern, "Qingwei, are you alright?"

Song Qingwei covered her face with aggrieved face and cried to Song Huaicong: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows, my face hurts so much."

Song Qingwei was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and even her family members were not willing to say a harsh word to her, let alone beat her.

But just now she was beaten by a country girl who didn't know where she came from. Song Huaicong looked at the slap marks on Song Qingwei's face, and felt so distressed.

"Qingwei, bear with me and deal with it with me." Song Huaicong led Song Qingwei towards his temporary office.

Song Qingwei looked at Xia Yan lying on the ground, and asked Song Huaicong: "Second brother, what should she do?"

Song Huaicong glanced coldly at Xia Yan who was lying on the ground, his face became extremely gloomy.

He hasn't settled the score with her yet, but she still acted?

You just pushed her and just lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, right?

Very good, when Song Nanxi comes, he will settle the account with them slowly.

Song Huaicong looked away: "Don't worry about her, go to my office first."

After all, Song Huaicong was a big man, and Xia Yan was already thin and small, so he used almost all his strength in that push just now.

Xia Yan couldn't stand still, and her arm slammed against the wall next to her, breaking her bone on the spot.

She clutched her arm so that her whole body was trembling with pain, and she lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

Her brother is still in the operation and his life is uncertain. She has to stay with him here. She has no way to deal with the injury at this time, so she can only sit outside with her broken arm and wait for the operation to end.

Song Huaicong brought Song Qingwei into his office, brought ice cubes, and carefully applied them to her face.

"Hiss...Second brother, it hurts." Song Qing called out delicately.

"Let me be gentle, just bear with it, it will be fine in a while." Song Huaicong's hand movements became lighter.

"Second brother, will I be disfigured? Woooooo... How can I go to school tomorrow?" Song Qingwei looked at his face in the mirror and cried.

Seeing this, Song Huaicong could only comfort him distressedly: "Why don't I ask you for leave tomorrow, and go to school after the marks on my face fade?"

"That can't be done. I'm not as good as fifth brother in my studies. If I don't go to school, my grades will definitely slip." Song Qingwei didn't want to let Song Nanxi go just like that. She said that Song Huaicong would definitely settle accounts with Song Nanxi.

Sure enough, upon hearing her words, Song Huaicong said with a serious face, "This Song Nanxi, what kind of friend did she make, she dared to hit you, don't worry, I will vent your anger on you."

In the operating room at this time, Song Nanxi had already reached the final stage of suturing. She had already finished the operation, and left the rest to the two directors.

The operation was successful. After Song Nanxi came out of the operating room, he changed his clothes, turned out of the window in two or three times, climbed along the railing on the top floor to the side of the stairs, and easily turned in.

Before Cris could react, Song Nanxi had already walked over from the stairs.

Seeing Xia Yan sitting on the chair, Song Nanxi walked over and was stunned for a moment after seeing the obvious slap marks on her face.

Before she could ask, Song Qingwei and Song Huaicong came over after treating their injuries.