Chapter Ninety-Five: I Can't Kill You

Wu Yingtian's injury was not serious, Chu Yingtian was angry, but he didn't make a heavy hand, Wu Yingtian's dizziness was completely caused by hunger, the doctor gave him a simple treatment of the wound and was ready to leave, Wu Yingtian grabbed the doctor's clothes and shouted, "That's it? Your hospital is too irresponsible, isn't it? What about the CT scan? What if I have a blood clot in my brain? Can you be responsible?"

The doctor in charge of treating Wu Yingtian's wound frowned and said, "Are you questioning my medical skills? Put your heart in your stomach! If you really have a blood clot in your brain, I will be responsible for all the costs of your craniotomy!"

After the doctor left, Wu Yingtian chattered and scolded in the ward, "This doctor must have been sent by the Jing family, and the hospital has too late to let the patient do an examination!

Qiaoshu made a pot of hot water, soaked the towel in hot water, wrung it out, and wiped Wu Yingtian's face and hands, "Dad, where have you been during this time? I'm going crazy looking for you!"

Wu Yingtian sighed, looked up at Qiaoshu and said, "Good boy, dad is sorry for you! I just listened to you at the beginning, that worker is really a liar, the 50,000 yuan, alas! I guess I can't catch it back!"

This is what Qiaoshu had expected a long time ago, she had this psychological preparation, and there was not much turmoil in her heart, she just felt sorry for her old father, who was knocked to the ground by a strong young man at an age, she still knew that person, and he was still the father of Jing Mengyang's sister's child, why was it him?

Wu Yingtian saw that Qiaoshu was silent, thinking that she was angry because of the 50,000 yuan that had been lost, so she slapped her face and jumped Qiaoshu, "Dad, what are you doing!"

"If this can make you feel more comfortable, it doesn't matter how many more you fan!" Wu Yingtian finished speaking, and made a gesture to fan again, but Qiaoshu held her arm tightly, and big tears slipped down her face.

Seeing this, Wu Yingtian said bluntly: "What are you crying for, cursing me to death, hold it back! This is not at home in the hospital, and those who don't know still think that there are dead people in this house!"

Hearing this, Qiaoshu stopped crying, but he still couldn't help sobbing, his shoulders shrugged, Wu Yingtian looked angry, and it was not easy to have a seizure, after all, his daughter was like this because she was worried about him.

Wu Yingtian is a person who can't hide words in his stomach, he must say anything unhappy, he got up and sat cross-legged at the head of the bed, poked the red and blackened tooth bed, and complained, "I just said what's the use of giving birth to a daughter, in the end it's not for someone else's family, if this is a son, seeing his own son being beaten, he would have rushed up and beaten him all over the place, this is good, crying in my ear is endless, like crying and mourning, making a dead heart!"

"Dad, I'm sorry, it's my daughter who is useless, don't be angry, are you hungry, what do you want to eat, I'll buy it for you!" "Qiaoshu's words are considered to be in Wu Yingtian's heart, he is so hungry that his heart is close to his lungs, "It's still a little useful to raise you, I want to eat Du Ji beef, and buy a few more Niu Zhongxi's baked cakes, if you can have three more taels of bulk sorghum wine, it would be better!" Wu Yingtian said that his saliva was about to fall.

Qiaoshu thought about it for a while, and said in a consultative tone, "Dad, don't drink the wine yet! You have a wound on your face, so you shouldn't drink!"

Wu Yingtian was silent, the boss in his heart was not happy, he thought that the remarks that drinking alcohol hurt the body were absolutely fallacies and heresies, and those literati and writers in ancient times drank a few catties and a few catties, didn't they also live well!

Qiaoshu saw Wu Yingtian's dissatisfaction, didn't dare to say anything, picked up the clothes on the stool, and put them on Wu Yingtian's body.

"What are you doing?" Wu Yingtianhu asked with a face.

"Dad, you will wear it first, and when you get home and take a shower, I will change new clothes for you to wear!" Qiaoshu quickly buttoned Wu Yingtian's hands and feet.

When Wu Yingtian heard this, his nose was almost crooked, "When did I tell you that I was going home? If that stinky boy doesn't give me an explanation, I won't leave the hospital for the rest of my life!"

"Dad, don't make a fuss, didn't the doctor say it, it's not a big deal, it's all skin trauma, I'll prescribe some medicine for you in a while, just go home and recuperate!" Qiaoshu squatted down to change Wu Yingtian's shoes, Wu Yingtian flew up and kicked on Qiaoshu's stomach, Qiaoshu stumbled and sat on the ground, her stomach hurt like a heart, she covered her stomach, and the pain was so bad that she didn't even have the strength to cry.

Wu Yingtian looked at Qiaoshu, whose face was distorted like a twist, and scolded without changing his hatred: "What's the use of me raising you, eat things inside and outside, and I will be beaten by him for nothing! A person of my age let him punch this little deflated pestle, and that's it, where the fucking old face will go? If this spreads, people won't all pinch me as a soft persimmon!"

The skillful writing on the ground was bloodless, and cold sweat was like rain, and after a while, the shirt inside was soaked.

Wu Yingtian rushed to the Qiaoshu on the ground and urged, "Don't pretend, you're not here, pretend to be weak and can't help but show anyone! Hurry up and buy me food, I'm going crazy with hunger!"

Qiaoshu struggled to sit up, but her stomach hurt too much, she bit her lip and tried twice but didn't stand up, her lips had been bitten out of blood, and the sweet smell overflowed her entire mouth, she really wanted Jing Mengyang now, since her mother died, she was used to being alone, she found medicine to eat when she was sick, and cooked by herself when she was hungry, she was the best dad who couldn't point to it at all, it would be good not to add chaos to her, when she was in a bad mood, she sat on the balcony and watched the stars and the moon, and complained to the stars that were tens of thousands of light years away.

"You're still energetic, aren't you? Hurry up and get me, believe it or not, I'll give you another kick!" Wu Yingtian said, getting up and about to get a series of kicks.

Qiaoshu simply closed his eyes, and kicked her if he wanted! It's better to kick her to death, so she doesn't have to worry about him anymore!

It's a pity that Qiaoshu didn't get his wish, just when Wu Yingtian's feet were two centimeters away from her door, the nurse on the ward rounds burst into tears, Wu Yingtian was so frightened that he withdrew his feet, and kept cursing in his mouth, "Dead girl, my wings are hard, I can't fucking cure you!"

The dizziness on her head became more and more intense, Qiaoshu felt that she was deep in a cold swamp, just when her head was about to be swallowed by the swamp, a strong big hand pulled her outward, the person's hand was very warm, Qiaoshu thought that his chest must be warmer, she seemed to hold the owner of this hand to keep warm!

The ward round nurse had just graduated from the health school and had little experience with this kind of emergency, so she called a few family members of the patients in the ward at the top of her voice, and everyone carried the fainted book to the empty bed in the next ward.

Wu Yingtian was stunned, he only then found out that Qiaoshu was not pretending, she was really in pain, he blamed himself and regretted it, and slapped himself again, this slap was indeed not light, he spat and foamed at the palm of his hand, and carefully wiped it on his face, as if his spit was like bone-setting wine, which could relieve the pain.

In the cramped office, Jing Yan, Chu Yingtian, and Jing Mengyang sat in a line opposite the two policemen who were questioning.

"What does it have to do with being beaten?" the policeman held his pen and his eyes were very sharp.

"He's my girlfriend's dad!" Jing Mengyang was the first to speak.

The policeman looked at Jing Yan and asked, "What about you?"

Jing Yan felt that her face was hot, she had never been so humiliated as she was today, the eyes of the police Hong Guoguo seemed to be going through her clothes to see through her heart, she didn't like this kind of interrogation method and attitude, she didn't like it very much!"I'm his sister!" Jing Yan replied in a weak mosquito voice.

"My sister?" As soon as the other policeman's voice fell, the elderly policeman next to him gave him a roll of his eyes, and said in his heart, You don't have long eyes!

"What about you?" asked the old policeman pointing at Chu Yingtian.

Jing Yan hurriedly replied, "He is the father of the child in my belly!"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chu Yingtian's mouth, his father had failed too much.

"Are you married?" asked the young policeman, lip profuse.

The already hot face was about to burn at this time, and Jing Yan bit her lip and didn't know how to answer.

"Why don't you speak?" the old policeman's voice raised an octave.

"We're not married yet, and we plan to wait for the child to be born before we get married!" Chu Yingtian said as he grabbed Jing Yan's hand tightly under the table, making Jing Yan's nervous heart slowly calm down.

The old policeman coughed, not wanting to go too far, and then asked, "Why did you beat the wounded?"

Chu Yingtian took a deep breath and told the whole story of the matter.

The old policeman's brows squeezed into a Sichuan character, "The person he is looking for is Jing Mengyang, you can just give him Jing Mengyang's contact information, why do you want to beat people?"

"Comrade police, do you know, my father was beaten by Wu Yingtian before, and I almost had a miscarriage because of this, he is a scoundrel, because his daughter broke up with my brother and came to my house to ask for a breakup fee, and my father didn't follow, so he started beating people. Because my brother has a relationship with his daughter, we didn't choose to call the police, I didn't expect him to come to the door again this time, and I suspect that he discussed it with his daughter, her father was responsible for stirring up trouble, and if something happened, she called the police, and then blackmailed us!" Jing Yan finished speaking in one breath, and raised her eyes to look at Jing Mengyang with a gloomy face.

"It's not like this, Qiaoshu has been with us all the time, how could I not know if she called the police!" Jing Mengyang roared.

"We were all present at the time, she was with her father, and she was the only one who was suspected of calling the police!" Jing Yan said firmly.

Jing Mengyang's face was so overcast that he could squeeze out water, "Impossible, Qiaoshu is not such a person, it must be the police who passed by to watch the excitement, sister, don't be emotional, and impose her father's fault on her!"

"I'm not emotional, if you don't believe it, you can ask the police comrades to take out the phone code of the police to confront you!"

Hearing this, the old policeman shook his head and said, "We can't show you the number of the person who called the police, we have the responsibility to protect his privacy!"