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After the nurse left, Xu Junhe looked at the tear-stained Ouyang who looked like he had been ravaged|ravaged, and comforted him: "I've already suffered the crime, I want to open up, and see what I can get in exchange for it from your brother."

Ouyang sobbed: "If it's not too much, he will let me go, and if it's too much, he won't agree. He just donated a laboratory to J University and got me an enrollment quota."

Xu Junhe, who will go abroad at the end of August to fight for the curve to save the country: ...

"Then your beating will be rewarded!"

Ouyang: "But I'm not reconciled! Song Yaohui, wait and see!"

Xu Junhe: ...I also don't understand you brothers.

Xu Junhe: "Those people slept yesterday and didn't go back until this morning. The group scolded me for being disrespectful. I didn't tell them that you were in the hospital."

Ouyang Bei came from this: "It's right if you don't say anything, it's embarrassing enough to be beaten, and if they see me crying for my father and mother, I will still have the face to hang out in the circle in the future!"

Xu Junhe: "You have a bullshit circle!"

Song Yaohui came over at noon and found that the child had fallen asleep, with a painful expression in his sleep.

Xu Junhe whispered to him: "I just fell asleep, not quite|stable, probably in pain. I haven't eaten lunch, so you go to pick up the meal when he wakes up. Just keep an eye on it, I'm going back, and come back at night."

Song Yaohui sent him outside the door: "You have a good rest, come and spend time with him tomorrow morning, my parents will be back at noon tomorrow. This time... thank you!"

Xu Junhe glared at him: "I am my friend, do you need Song Yaohui to thank me?"

After speaking, he strode away, and only dared to slow down and pat his chest when he was far away—he was also the one who had taught Song Yaohui a verbal lesson!

make a fist!Seo Joon Ha, you are awesome!

On this side, Song Yaohui sat in front of the hospital bed, trying to smooth the child's frowning eyebrows, stretched out his hand and then retracted it, for fear of waking him up.

Let him sleep, it will be better when he sleeps.

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Xu Junhe came back the next morning to put the food on the dining table for Ouyang and adjust the height.

"Is it better than yesterday?"

Ouyang swallowed the food in his mouth, "It still hurts and swollen, but I can bear it."

"Heh, don't let the nurse touch you with snot and tears later!"

"Are you here to see my joke?"

"Concentrate on eating your meal."

After the meal, the dressing was changed again, and then the congestion was pushed, and there was another burst of wailing.

Nursing worker: "It's better to get out of bed and move around more, the congestion will dissipate faster."

Xu Junhe looked at Ouyang who was still sobbing, and replied, "Okay, thank you!"

Pull out a piece of paper and hand it to Ouyang: "Wipe your tears, bear with it for two more days and you will feel better."

Ouyang lay there motionless.

"Hey, why did your brother ask you to forgive me yesterday afternoon?"

"I woke up yesterday and he apologized, what else can I do. I was so painful yesterday afternoon that I just groaned, so I didn't have time to talk to him. At night, he saw that I was in pain and couldn't sleep. It seemed that the doctor added sleeping pills to the drip. Pain medicine, sleep until you come..."

"Your godmother's plane in the morning, are you going to pretend to be pitiful or protect him?"

"Do I still have to pretend? I'm not pitiful enough? He won't be able to get away with that slap, my godmother loves me so much! My Uncle Song will definitely not spare him!"

Xu Junhe nodded and applauded, "Who made you an ancestor!"

Ouyang supported his body with his right hand and wanted to get out of bed.

Xu Junhe stood up and helped him, "Pee? Poop?"

Ouyang: "Exercising, even lying down can't relieve the pain. By the way, what about the waiter, how is it now?"

Xu Junhe: "The one that was sent with you is also in this hospital. Go out and ask."

Helping the limping Ouyang out of the ward, "That man is also unlucky, I let him take care of you in the room, and I let him drink in the private room, although your brother kicked him, I feel guilty too."

"I'm sorry you don't know which ward the person lives in?"

"I'm taking care of you other than going home to rest. How can I have that kind of effort! Besides, I made him lie down with you?"

"I made him lie down with me..."

"..."

This person is unlucky, he can't even hide, and the waiter is also unlucky.

I asked the nurse and found Mao Xiaoshuai's ward.

Mao Xiaoshuai was the only one in the ward. He was sitting on the hospital bed, his chest was fixed by a chest strap, and his left arm and leg were in plaster.

Seeing his miserable state, Ouyang was filled with guilt besides being glad that he was still able to move.

"I remember your name is Mao Xiaoshuai, right?"

Mao Xiaoshuai looked at Ouyang, who had his arms hanging and was unable to move, and nodded in agreement.

Ouyang sat in front of his bed, hesitated to speak, and finally only said "I'm sorry".

Mao Xiaoshuai: "Why are you saying I'm sorry, you were beaten too! My colleagues and the manager came to see me, but they couldn't explain why I was beaten. They just let me rest in peace. Why was I beaten by Mr. Song? ?”

Ouyang used his intact right arm to hug Mao Xiaoshuai's right side: "Brother, I was the one who got you in trouble. I was also dragged out of the bed and raped while I was asleep. I will make it up to you."

Xu Junhe looked amused: "The same people who have fallen into the world?"

Mao Xiaoshuai: "You don't need to compensate. The manager said that Mr. Song will be responsible for all the expenses and will also give compensation. Apart from suffering, it is also very good to be here."

Xu Junhe: "You can see it."

Mao Xiaoshuai laughed at himself: "Otherwise, what can we do? Mr. Song arranges everything the best. I have never met anyone in the club. Mr. Song is considered a bodhisattva! Besides, I heard that the compensation given is not small. "

Hearing what he said, Ouyang felt even more sorry: "I heard from the nurse that your family is not around, do you want to notify them to come over? I will pay for all expenses."

Mao Xiaoshuai shook his head: "No, I don't want them to worry. I don't need surgery here, and it's not dangerous, so I'll just change jobs."

Xu Junhe: "Look at his awareness, look at you!"

Mao Xiaoshuai thought to himself, can we be the same?You have the capital to rely on and act like a baby, what do I have?As he said, he was lucky to meet someone like Song Yaohui.

Constant compromise is the theme song of life!

Ouyang: "Then you will live in the hospital until you can move around freely before going out. Anyway, you don't have to pay for it."

After finishing speaking, he was about to go back: "Xu Junhe quickly helped me back, the wound on my waist seems to be split, it seems that I still have to lie down obediently! Hiss——"

Mao Xiaoshuai: "There's blood on the clothes!"

Xu Junhe hurried forward to support him: "Did you stretch it? You're tossing to death!"

"Hiss - lighten up!"

Seeing the young master like this, Mao Xiaoshuai let go of the resentment in his heart. Whether it is hatred of the rich or hatred for the rich, it is unreasonable, let alone being rich and unkind. Didn't he see his younger brother being beaten so severely?

Just wait to make a small fortune with the injury, Mr. Song is really generous!

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Song Changhe looked at his son who was sitting in the co-pilot and came to pick them up with the driver, and joked: "Why are you so filial, come to pick us up at the airport. I heard that you are very busy recently?"

He also said to Song Yaohui's driver, Xiao Wang: "Xiao Wang, thank you. I originally said to let Lao Gu come over, but this kid insisted on you two."

Xiao Wang: "Mr. Song, you are too polite! This is my job."

Xu Ru also asked: "Yaohui, why didn't Tuantuan come? Little heartless! I don't know how to call me these two days to ask when I will be home."

Seeing that Song Yaohui didn't make a sound, Song Changhe scolded: "Your mother asked you something!"

Song Yaohui's voice was tense: "He's in the hospital."

Xu Ru immediately became nervous, and asked anxiously: "What's going on? I saw your expression was wrong just now! What's wrong with Tuantuan? Ah? What did you child hide from us?"

Song Yaohui hurried back: "Mom, sit down first! It's nothing serious."

He hesitated for a moment, "I called."

Song Changhe was furious: "You are quite capable, what did he do and you sent him to the hospital?"

Xu Ru: "You want to kill me! Song Yaohui, your skin is itchy, you can bear it!"

Song Yaohui was also in a bad mood: "Can you listen to me?"

Song Changhe was about to criticize his attitude when Xu Ru stopped him: "Listen to him."

Song Yaohui: "I misunderstood that he did something wrong, and after drinking some wine, I acted harder."

When his parents see the situation, they will know that it's not just that they are more serious.

But you can't hide it. If the child is injured and ignores him, it will definitely be more wronged if he doesn't have relatives by his side.

Song Changhe's face was flushed with anger. If he hadn't been in the car, he would have jumped up: "It's just a misunderstanding and he could have been sent to the hospital. What a mistake, should your mother and I come back to collect the child's body?"

Xu Ru's anxious tears came down: "Xiao Wang, tell me, how did Tuantuan get beaten?"

Xiao Wang: "I'm sorry, I... I was called to work by my boss today after my boss and I came back from a business trip."

On the first day of work, I heard a big melon. No wonder the company rumored that something happened to the boss's family, and the big project that the boss caught was gone!

Couldn't it be because I went to the bar that day?However, I heard that the boss had a meeting with the project team the afternoon before yesterday, and I just heard that something happened at home yesterday. When did you call this?

No wonder when I was summoned today, I found the boss's face was abnormally dark!

stop!He can't think about things he shouldn't think about.

Song Yaohui didn't speak, the two could only worry.

Fortunately, the road conditions were good today, and I arrived at the hospital soon.

"You wait here, and you will send them home later."

After finishing speaking, Song Yaohui led his parents to the ward.

Pushing open the door, he found Ouyang lying on his side on the bed with his arms hanging, asking the nurse to apply medicine to his waist.

As soon as Xu Ru saw the wound on Ouyang's back, tears fell down.In the past, he held Ouyang's head in his arms and cried: "Tuantuan, you have suffered!"

The pain, which was barely bearable, was magnified several times in front of someone who could act like a baby.

The grievances that have not been vented in the past two days have also found the best person to confide in, and they don't care about maintaining their face in front of Xu Junshan and the nurse.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The nurse hurriedly stopped: "Don't move around, the wound will be involved again later, and I will wrap it up for you."

"It's the same for your family members. The wound is already open and swollen so high. Don't let him get emotional and affect the wound."

"His arm is more serious than this, because he can't move it while hanging, and he recovered better than his waist."

Song Changhe almost couldn't catch his breath. Looking at his waist is enough to make him feel bad, but his arm is still serious?Looking at it, it can be seen that the bag is not thick, but the left arm is twice as thick as the right!What kind of injury would that be!

Xu Ru also thought of this, and cried out in distress.

Song Yaohui's eyes were scarlet, he didn't speak, just stared at the nurse's movements.

Seeing the situation, Xu Junhe urged the nurse to leave with him after the nurse bandaged him.

"Uncle, Auntie, I'm going back first... No need to send, no need to send!"

Run quickly, Uncle Song has started to untie his belt, if he sees Song Yaohui being whipped, he will die!

However, did their Song family ancestors pass on the belt?

The author has something to say: Song Changhe: My father beat me like this too!

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