Chapter 459 The down-and-out boss, the sunshine, the poor writer (41)
Duanmu Guifen was also stunned.
She suddenly lost sight of her image and ran downstairs in a hurry, complaining as she ran:
"Qingsong, don't scare me, it doesn't matter!
Tell me, why did you block it for him?
If you don't block that blow for him, he will be the one to do it!"
After speaking, she looked at Wu Yu, who was standing aside like a wooden stake, and shouted angrily: "Are you a fool?
Hurry up and call 120!"
Wu Yu pretended to have just come to his senses and called slowly, but in his heart he wished the old man would die soon.
As long as the old man dies, all the property in the family belongs to He Zhuo.
Without the protection of the old man, calculating against this idiot and He Zhuo is as easy as drinking water.
While pretending to be eager to report his address, Wu Yu used his peripheral vision to look at the situation at Duanmu Guifen.
Bai Cha also quietly poked his head out from behind He Zheng.
Looking at Duanmu Guifen throwing herself at He Qingsong's side.
She hurriedly threw herself on He Qingsong, groping around He Qingsong's body with a pair of plump fleshy hands.
He Qingsong refused to cover his bleeding head or stop the bleeding urgently.
She cried and lay on He Qingsong:
"Husband, are you okay?
Don't scare me!
Why was there so much blood?
Why is there blood on my hands?!
Just wait, Wu Yu has already called you for an ambulance!
Just hold on for a little while longer and you'll be fine.
An ambulance will be here soon."
He Qingsong was lying on the ground, his head still spinning.
He really wanted to remind Duanmu Guifen that it would be faster to ask the driver to take him to the hospital!
However, before he could speak, Duanmu Guifen was lying on top of him.
It made it extremely difficult for him to breathe, let alone speak.
However, this is not the end.
He could feel Duanmu Guifen's tears and snot rubbing against his body.
The next second, her fat hands moved left and right towards her face.
She even cried and said: "Husband, why did you faint?
Can't sleep, you can't sleep!
Look at me.
Look at me!
What should I do, what should I do now!"
Looking at Duanmu Guifen who was crying like a child, Bai Cha pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to tug at He Zheng's clothes.
He Zheng turned around and saw Bai Cha's little face looking serious.
"Brother, I think you should take her to see a psychiatrist."
He Zheng looked at Duanmu Guifen, who was behaving strangely, and it was hard not to disagree with Bai Cha's words.
Call her confused. She was afraid that He Qingsong would lose too much blood, so she knew how to tell He Qingsong to stay awake.
But if you want to call her smart, she still hasn't helped He Qingsong stop the bleeding.
Without a history of mental illness for several years, I really couldn't have done this.
Looking at the couple on the ground, He Zheng withdrew his hands and looked at them indifferently.
"It is already difficult for a baby to make money to support his brother, and the cost of seeing a doctor for mental illness is not cheap.
Let’s keep this money to buy snacks.”
As he spoke, he rubbed Bai Cha's head with his big hands.
Bai Cha nodded, she didn't want He Zheng's money to be spent on such a person.
After Wu Yu finished the phone call, she turned around and saw He Zheng and Bai Cha kissing each other.
In an instant, Wu Yu wanted to crush the phone in her hand.
These bitches!!
She lowered her eyes and looked at He Qingsong who was lying on the ground and tried to raise his hand several times but couldn't do it because he was too injured. She knew that He Qingsong would probably be disabled even if he was cured.
He glanced at He Qingsong, who was crying with snot and tears, but refused to get up from his body, his eyes rolled.
Before the old man dies, she must drive He Zheng out of the He family.
What if the old man does something bad this time and He Zheng divides the property?
She has already lost part of the Bai family's property, and there is nothing she can do to lose the He family's property.
Thinking of this, Wu Yu stepped forward sobbing.
Before she could speak, Duanmu Guifen slapped her to the ground:
"Why are you crying when your father-in-law is not dead yet!"
Wu Yu didn't expect this result at all, and that slap blindsided her.
Bai Cha tugged at He Zheng's sleeves while watching the farce of the He family, and was about to leave when he saw an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and walking in with a cane.
The old man had a heavy face, and the solemn expression between his brows and eyes was somewhat similar to that of He Zheng.
Gives people a strong sense of oppression.
Seeing the old man, Duanmu Guifen, who was crying in the living room, immediately shut up and did not dare to say a word.
The same is true for Wu Yu.
For a moment, the entire living room could hear a needle drop, and it was so quiet that it was suffocating.
He Zheng nodded slightly to the old man: "Grandpa."
He Yuanfeng looked at his grandson and said in a loud voice: "When did you come back?"
"A few days ago."
He Yuanfeng nodded and turned his attention to Bai Cha.
Bai Cha smiled and greeted He Yuanfeng: "Hello, grandpa, my name is Bai Cha, and I am He Zheng's girlfriend."
He Yuanfeng's serious face showed a rare smile. He took out a jade pendant from his pocket and handed it directly to Bai Cha's hand:
"Good boy, grandpa didn't bring anything with him when we first met him. It's not anything valuable. Just keep it."
Bai Cha took the jade pendant from the old man and smiled even sweeter: "Thank you, grandpa."
The old man smiled, said nothing and stepped forward with a cane.
Wu Yu on the side was already going crazy with jealousy.
On the day she and He Zhuo got married, the old man didn't even attend the wedding banquet.
But when I arrived at Baicha, I was given such a precious jade pendant after just one meeting!
How could she not be jealous of such differential treatment!
When Duanmu Guifen saw He Yuanfeng coming over, she timidly got up from He Qingsong, wiped the tears on her face carelessly, and muttered: "Dad."
He Yuanfeng didn't look at her. His weathered eyes faintly glanced over Wu Yu's face, as if he had seen through everything.
Finally, he stopped at He Qingsong, who was lying on the ground.
The housekeeper next to He Yuanfeng helped He Qingsong cover the bleeding area with a towel as soon as he entered the room.
At the same time, two fingers were placed on He Qingsong's pulse.
He Yuanfeng looked at the housekeeper: "How is it?"
The housekeeper treated the wound methodically: "It's nothing serious. It's just that the blood loss was a bit too much. I still need to send it to the hospital for a careful examination."
He Yuanfeng cast his gaze on Duanmu Guifen: "Where's the driver?"
Duanmu Guifen promised: "I, we have already called the ambulance. It should be here soon."
He Yuanfeng looked at his confused daughter-in-law, and his eyes became even colder: "I will only say this once, ask the driver to take her to the hospital."
Duanmu Guifen's face instantly turned pale. She nodded and turned around to make arrangements in a hurry.
Duanmu Guifen left, and He Yuanfeng naturally turned his attention to Wu Yu: "Call He Zhuo and tell him to go to the No. 1 City Hospital."
Wu Yu rolled his eyes, and the next second he pretended to be aggrieved. He opened his mouth and was about to complain when he heard the old man say coldly.
"I'll only give you half an hour. I won't see him in the No. 1 Hospital in half an hour. You and he get out of He's house together. Remember, it's you and him."
After saying that, He Yuanfeng turned around and stopped looking at his unfulfilled son on the ground.