Ling Li involuntarily took a step back, feeling that there was no one in front of him, he opened his eyes and touched the position of his eyes, looking at the blood red on his fingertips, he couldn't come back to his senses.

looked up at Ding Wenhua, who was one step away from her and had hideous eyes, and was even more confused.

"It's all you! It's all you, the dead star! You killed your own family, and you came to kill my little treasure! Ding Wenhua shouted and scolded loudly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was very scary.

After saying a few words, she pounced on her teeth and claws, so frightened that Ling Li involuntarily took two steps back.

Fortunately, the uncle saw that the situation was wrong, so he hurriedly stopped between them, and said: "What are you doing, like a crazy woman, why are you arresting Xiaoli!" ”

Hearing this, Ding Wenhua became even more crazy, and suddenly he was extremely powerful, pushed away his somewhat thin uncle, stepped up and blocked Ling Li in the corner of the bed, and slapped Ling Li in the face again.

Fortunately, Zhang Jianwen rushed over, and immediately pulled away Ding Wenhua, who still wanted to continue to spill: "What are you doing!" ”

Ling Li was stunned as if she had been stupefied by a slap, only to feel her ears buzzing, and when her uncle pulled her to the door, she felt a hot pain on her face.

Seeing her left side of her face swelling rapidly, Zhang Shouzhen was at a loss, and a line of turbid tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, crossing the furrows on his face, and he looked as helpless as a child.

After a while, he said in a pleading tone: "Xiao Li, you are usually the most sensible and hungry, don't blame your cousin-in-law, she is also ...... It's also ......."

Ling Li looked at her uncle, who was still a peacemaker at this time, and the sullenness in her heart exploded for a while, and she bypassed her uncle and rushed into the room in one step.

Zhang Jianwen saw her angry appearance when she entered the house, stepped forward to stop her, and said in his mouth: "Xiaoli, don't be angry, Wenhua is also very angry for a while, you can understand her." ”

Ling Li didn't wait for him to finish, then said coldly: "I am the one who was beaten, do you still have to be considerate of her?" I know she's in a hurry, but she beat me for some reason and deducted a big basin for me, what's the reason? ”

Zhang Jianwen's eyes drooped, and he didn't dare to look at Ling Li anymore, but just muttered: "What are you talking about her?" Xiaobao ...... Xiaobao ...... But she is her own son. You haven't been a parent, so you don't know that children are the meat on the tip of our hearts......"

His voice grew lower, but it was also harsher.

Ling Li couldn't stop feeling cold in her heart, she was beaten, but she just wanted an apology, but she became the one who was at fault.

However, before he could say a word, Ding Wenhua sat down and cried on the floor.

"Why am I so miserable! What kind of family are you marrying! The man has not been around for a long time, not to mention, the white-eyed wolf raised by my parents-in-law, who eats and drinks, occupies my house and does not leave, and makes my little treasure like this...... What kind of sin did you create in your last life, and you met such a mourning star......"

She was a shrewd rolling on the ground, crying and howling, and several people couldn't stand her.

Xiaobao, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up at this time and saw his mother sitting on the ground crying, although he didn't understand what was happening, but the mother and son were even heartbroken, and they also cried.

For a while, the big and small cried together, and the cries came and went, so it was not lively.

The aunt wiped her tears and picked up Xiaobao, patted him on the back, and looked at Ling Li's eyes, which also carried a little resentment.

The people in the nearby hospital beds all gathered around, and there was a lot of noise in the room and corridor, pointing at Ding Wenhua, who was like a rolling gourd, and Ling Li, who was standing.

Ling Li listened to the increasingly ugly scolding in Ding Wenhua's mouth, as well as the whispered conversation of the onlookers behind her, and wanted to distinguish a few words, but she couldn't say a word.

What should she say? said that he paid rent every month and helped the store work every day, not the one who ate and drank for nothing? Or is he not a mourning star and will not kill his relatives?

I'm afraid that if she argues a few more words, Ding Wenhua will also take out the matter of her whole family being poisoned to death, and the fact that she was said to be a lone star.

It's already embarrassing enough, and if you add some drama to yourself, I'm afraid that this farce will be even more unending.

Later, the quarrel was too fierce, and the nurse stretched her face to interfere, telling them not to affect other patients by the noise, otherwise they would roll up the bed and go home, which made Ding Wenhua quiet.

It's just that there was a deep hatred in her eyes when she looked at Ling Li, if there were not a few people in between, she was afraid that she would pounce on her again and eat her alive.

With scratches all over her face and swollen cheeks, Ling Li fled from the hospital.

When she got home, she covered herself in the quilt and held back tears for a long time, and finally slipped down.

Obviously things that have nothing to do with her, but they can blame her. Or the so-called relatives, or the last haven she thinks she has.

She actually lived like a punching bag, and everyone's negative emotions could be stuffed into her.

It turned out that no matter how much she tolerated it, she couldn't satisfy them, and her life experience became an excuse for them to blame the ill-fated people, and planted all the unsatisfactory to her.

However, less than an hour after returning home, Zhang Jianwen's call hit her mobile phone again.

Trying to suppress her sour emotions, Ling Li picked it up.

Zhang Jianwen on the other end of the phone seemed to be a little hesitant, and he hesitated for a long time before he spoke: "Xiaoli, in order to treat Xiaobao...... We...... We ......"

Ling Li had a faint guess in her heart, stabilized her emotions, tried her best to make her voice sound calm, and said, "It's okay cousin, just say it." ”

Even on the phone, he could be heard taking a deep breath.

His voice was uneasy: "We discussed just now, in order to treat Xiaobao, we said, our family ...... Our family is ready to sell the house you live in now. ”

Such an answer was actually expected by Ling Li.

He's right, they're the family, and if a choice is needed at a critical moment, she's naturally the first one to be pushed out.

What's more, this is originally her uncle's house, and it is reasonable to sell the house to raise funds, as for her panic of moving in a hurry, it is really not worth mentioning compared with Xiaobao's illness.

So Ling Li replied calmly: "Okay, when the swelling on my face is gone, I will go to an agent to look at the house and ask about the price." When do you ask your uncle to bring the title deed, hang it out early, and exchange money as soon as possible. ”

Hearing Ling Li mention the slap in the face, Zhang Jianwen apologized even more, and said sneeringly: "I'm sorry." ”

After that, he hung up.

Ling Li sat up from the bed, clenched her palms tightly, looked out the window at the night that was gradually enveloping, and wiped away her tears.

This phone call interrupted her self-pity.

She got up and walked slowly to the mirror and looked at her reddened eyes. Fortunately, I stopped it in time and didn't cry anymore, adding some embarrassing marks to my face.

Except for Xiaobao's illness, other grievances and sadness must be wrapped tightly and thrown aside.

Now that the pressure of the case is gradually increasing, she can't wait to do more things every day to relieve her somewhat anxious mood, where can she waste time on these worthless emotions?

Since my uncle's family wants to sell the house, let's sell it! Compared to the trouble of finding a house again, snorting every day, forcing herself to do something she doesn't want to do, and trying to win the approval of others with her eyebrows down, it has never been the life she wants to live.

Thinking of this, Ling Li clenched her palm, which was a little cold, feeling the slight tingling sensation of her nails cutting into her flesh, and feeling that she was more sober and brave than ever.

I didn't have the confidence to change myself before, but people always have to grow, since she has been pushed to this point, then she can only look forward and move forward, instead of going backwards and going back to wagging her tail and begging for mercy.

The next day, she went out with the surprised eyes of passers-by and found an intermediary at the entrance of the community to see the house.

The intermediary came to a young girl, who occasionally ate in the store, chatted with Ling Li for a while, and was half an acquaintance.

Knowing that Ling Li was going to sell an old house, she was a little surprised in her eyes, but she never said a few words, only asked Ling Li to quickly hand over the real estate certificate to the intermediary, and left in a hurry.

Ling Li always felt that something was wrong, and when she saw the scars on her face from the glass through the window, she speculated that it was probably the girl who saw that she was scratched into a flower face, and she was thinking nonsense, right?

After hesitating for a while, she finally picked up the phone and called her uncle, telling him that the house had been looked at by an agent and was waiting for the buyer to come to the door.

Zhang Shouzhen sighed for a while, and all he was saying "I wronged you", while Ling Li was worried about Xiaobao's illness and the case, and he was not in the mood to comfort his uncle for a while.

One old and one young, finally on both ends of the phone, fell silent. Zhang Shouzhen finally said "You are careful at home alone" and ended the call.

Ling Li threw off her mobile phone and fell on the bed, hoping that everything would go well, that she would sell the house as soon as possible, cure Xiaobao's illness as soon as possible, and make her trip to Haidong three days later.

However, in just one day, things changed dramatically.

Xiaobao's leukemia classification came out, type B with T fusion cells, what type Ling Li didn't know too much, but the hospital clearly informed that the prognosis of this type is poor, the child is less than two years old, and the indications are very bad, and it is currently evaluated as high-risk, and may not be able to resist chemotherapy, and bone marrow transplantation may be required in the later stage.

The doctor said that we really can't save here, and the children should eat and drink when they go home, and the days are numbered.

The uncle couldn't cry on the phone: "The hospital told us to pack up and go home and not treat Xiaobao." Say what you can't cure, don't waste money...... Xiao Li, if Xiao Bao goes, what kind of work can we point to......"

Ling Li was stunned, unable to say a word, neither knew how to comfort her uncle, nor knew how to sort out her messy thoughts, and let the phone in her hand smash to the ground.

Although their attitude stung her when there was an argument in the hospital before, after learning that Xiaobao had leukemia, she still couldn't help but worry, and checked the relevant information on the Internet overnight, and learned that the leukemia in young children is mostly T-type, that is, lymphocytic leukemia, with a high cure rate, and the probability of not recurring within five years is 80% to 90%.

When she consulted on Tieba, she also saw posts from people who had leukemia when she was a child and are now married and have children, and these good news also encouraged her again and again.