But just as he raised his arm, he was held by another hand.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Qiao said in a deep voice.

"What did I do to beat my wife?" glanced at Ye Qiao, and then at his wife, Song Sanli's eyes rolled slightly, and his face suddenly changed, and he scolded: "Okay, I said how to hide money, it turned out that I was raising a little white face outside!"

"Song Sanli, you ...... You're spurting blood!" Aunt Du's face was flushed with anger, and she reached out and grabbed the other party's face.

"Ah...... You stinky woman dare to catch me!" Feeling the hot pain on his face, and finding blood stains, Song Sanli immediately scolded: "See if I don't kill you slut!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked his wife's small stomach!

"Ah......" Caught off guard, under this kick, Aunt Du staggered back between unsteady standing, and just hit the corner of the wall next to her, and the blood immediately flowed down her forehead, and the person fainted directly.

"Mom!" Looking at her mother who fell to the ground softly, Song Jiaqi hurriedly rushed over: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mom, hurry up and speak......

"What's going on?"

"Something's wrong, come on!"

……

In the chaos, looking at his wife who was lying in a pool of blood, a trace of struggle flashed on Song Sanli's face, but in the end he turned his head and squeezed into the crowd and quickly disappeared.

didn't care about chasing Song Sanli, pushing away the two men who were watching the excitement, Ye Qiao hurriedly ran to Aunt Du's side, lay her body flat, then opened her eyelids and looked at it, and pressed her neck again......

"Brother Du, what's wrong with my mother?" Holding her mother's arm and looking at Ye Qiao with a worried face, Song Jiaqi asked with a crying voice.

"Don't worry, it's okay for the time being!" patted the other party on the shoulder and comforted the little girl, Ye Qiao threw the key to Tang Jia and shouted: "Start the car immediately, I'll send Aunt Du to the hospital!"

With the help of the neighbors next to her, Ye Qiao hugged Aunt Du and quickly put her in the back seat of the car, and then drove towards the hospital.

Sitting in the back seat, Tang Jia took care of the unconscious Aunt Du while comforting Song Jiaqi in a whisper......

"Brother Ye, my mother...... Is my mother okay?" Wiping her tears, looking at her unconscious mother lying next to her, Song Jiaqi couldn't help but ask again, "It doesn't matter, right?"

"It's nothing, don't worry!" comforting the little girl, Ye Qiao said without looking back.

Soon, the three of them came to the door of the hospital and hung up an emergency, and soon a few nurses rushed out of the hospital with a surgical cart, and then there was a rush again, seeing Aunt Du being sent to the operating room, Ye Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Jiaqi was obviously confused at this time, standing at the door of the operating room, she pinched the corners of her clothes, stared at the door of the operating room with her two eyes, wiped her eyes from time to time, and looked extremely pitiful.

Seeing this scene in her eyes, Tang Jia sighed, hugged her in her arms, and gently patted the little girl's shoulder, only to find that the other party's shoulders were so thin!

"Sister Jiajia......" Song Jiaqi said with a crying voice.

"It's okay, don't worry......" comforted the other party for a few words, and felt that the little girl on her shoulder suddenly lost her voice, Tang Jia looked down and was suddenly startled, just a few words, the little girl actually fainted.

"Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao, come and see Qiqi......" Tang Jia hurriedly shouted.

"What?" Ye Qiao was stunned, hurriedly hurried over a few steps, and put Song Jiaqi lying flat on the chair with Tang Jia.

Looking at Ye Qiao, Tang Jia asked with some concern, "Is Qiqi okay?"

After a brief look, Ye Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's nothing, maybe it's too sad or anxious, just sleep for a while!"

"Oh, that's good!" Listening to Ye Qiao's words, Tang Jia also breathed a sigh of relief.

After a pause, looking at the operating room that had not moved for a long time, Tang Jia couldn't help but ask with some worry: "Aunt Du is okay......, right?

"It's not a big problem!" Ye Qiao said: "It's just a bump, it's just a slight concussion, it shouldn't be fine!"

"Then why hasn't it been out for so long?"

"I don't know, I'll ask the doctor later......"

After about ten minutes or so, with a groan, Tang Jia opened his eyes faintly.

Lying on the chair, looking at the ceiling of the hospital, the little girl was still confused for a while, but after a while, she reacted and sat up in a hurry: "Mom, how is my mother?"

"It's okay!" Tang Jia hurriedly grabbed the little girl and said, "A doctor came out just now, saying that there was no big problem, it was just a concussion caused by a violent impact, just take a rest!"

"That'...... Then why hasn't it come out yet?" Hearing this, Tang Jia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but then asked with some doubts.

"Just now, Ye Qiao asked the doctor to do a comprehensive physical examination for your mother, and now she is checking inside, and you can go in to see her after the examination is completed in a while!" Tang Jia explained.

"Huh?" Song Jiaqi suddenly showed gratitude, and turned to Ye Qiao: "Thank you, Brother Ye!"

"Huh?" Ye Qiao was thinking about something else, he was stunned when he heard this, and said with a smile: "What's so thankful for this, raise your hand......"

Just as he was halfway through his sentence, the door to the operating room suddenly opened, and then a doctor pushed the door open and asked, "Who is the patient's family?"

Song Jiaqi hurriedly stood up and responded: "I'm her daughter, how is my mother?"

"Oh, your mother is fine, but the wound needs to be treated, and there is the examination fee just now, you go to the window to pay the money first, and then give the list to the nurses and let them dispense the medicine. After speaking, the doctor handed a slip to Song Jiaqi, and then returned to the operating room.

"Oh, okay!" answered, Song Jiaqi turned around and walked a few steps, but she didn't know what she thought, and her face was a little embarrassed.

The children of poor families have long been in charge, what is the situation in their own family Song Jiaqi knew very early that all the money that her mother had saved up on weekdays had been snatched away by her father just now, and now she had thirty yuan in her pants pocket, which was still her remaining half a month's lunch money, and it was easy to say that the lunch money was gone, but how could the thirty yuan be enough to pay the hospital bill?

If I don't have any money, the only way I can borrow it is to borrow it, but who should I borrow it from? My mother has no relatives on my side, and my father has long cut off contact, so it's okay to borrow one hundred or two hundred from my neighbors, if it is more......

Just when the little girl was a little dispossessed, she felt that her hand was empty, but the slip had already been taken by someone else.