1825 A standard green tea bitch
Probably because his body was too weak, he could barely feel any pain.
It turned out that his wife and son both wanted him dead so badly.
All his hard work over the years was nothing.
In Murong Mian's eyes, Murong Zhihong was a pitiful and hateful person. He might not even realize what he did wrong.
"Father, if you want to go, then go as soon as possible. If you don't go, then live well and watch me. Watch how I make the Murong family, which you think will definitely decline without external help, flourish in my hands."
After Murong Mian finished speaking, she bowed to Murong Zhihong and left.
He walked out of the emergency room. The doctor looked at Murong Zhihong with a troubled expression."Sir ..."
Murong Zhihong's face was pale. Soon, his hands and feet began to Twitch, his breathing began to accelerate, and his heart began to slow down after a rapid beating.
When the doctor saw this, he realized that it was bad."Quick, quick, save him ..."
She was just acting with Murong Zhihong, but now, she had really been rescued.
……
Murong Mian walked out and saw Ji Mianmian standing in front of Madam Murong, Murong cuiting under her feet.
He glanced at her indifferently. It seemed that after the lesson last time, Murong cui ting still couldn't learn to be smart.
Mrs. Jones, who was hiding in a corner, ran over when she saw Luke.""Landy, how's Zhihong? what did he say?"
"Why are you in such a hurry, Mrs. Jones? it's none of your business."
"I ... I'm just concerned about him," Mrs. Jones said.
"You should be more concerned about your own husband," Murong Mian said sarcastically. "You don't have the right to care about someone else's husband. But that's right, after my father has fallen ill, you won't be able to find a man to complain to the next time you go out for a drink after arguing with your husband."
"I ..." Said Mrs. Jones, embarrassed."I only treat Zhihong as my best friend."
Ji Mianmian kicked Murong cuiting away and looked at Mrs. Jones. She pouted and said,""You're already so old, Auntie, do you still want to be wild for a few more years? In our country, there's a term called "green tea B * tch," and it's specifically used to describe women like you. "
Murong cuiting clutched her stomach and wailed in pain. She really regretted provoking Ji Mianmian just now. She had already suffered once in her hands.
It was all Mrs. Jones 'fault. That B * tch had deliberately incited her.
Mrs. Jones always incited others to fight while she hid behind the scenes. After the incident, she pretended to be the most innocent person in the world.
Murong cuiting knew this, but she couldn't help it.
"Shut up!" Mrs. Jones's mouth twitched."You dirty yellow-skinned!"
She was the one who secretly told Murong Zhihong to pretend to be in critical condition and then threatened Murong Mian with his death. She didn't believe that as a son, he would refuse his father's last request before his death.
She knew that Murong Mian and Murong Zhihong were close, so she guessed that he would not let his father die with regrets.
However, she couldn't tell anything from Murong Mian's expression, so she was very anxious. When she was anxious, she would lose control easily and blurt out the stupid words she had just said.
The moment she finished speaking, she regretted it and wanted to slap herself.
Ji Mianmian looked at Murong Mian, then at Madam Murong and said,""Hubby, so we're all lowly people in her heart?"
