Ji Mingren took off his blood-covered gloves and smiled lightly, "You're welcome. Fortunately, I didn't hurt my muscles or bones, but I have to take good care of myself for a while."
Only then did Nan Song know that Luo Junheng had been shot in the left shoulder. His heart tugged hard and he bit his lip tightly while staring at his injury.
"Did Sean hit him?"
Nan Song's eyes were red, and the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out, "Why did you hide it from me? Why didn't you take me there!"
Everyone looked towards her.
Nan Song couldn't control her tears, and they rolled down in big chunks.
"Am I so useless? If I go, how can I help you? Even if I can't beat Sean, I can still block bullets for you!"
The atmosphere in the operating room suddenly became silent due to Nan Song's suppressed roar.
Nan Song covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.
The brothers looked at each other, and the fathers rushed to the door after hearing the sound. They were lying on the edge of the door and peering in like stacks of Arhats.
The little tiger showed off his power and no one dared to speak.
Luo Yin carefully disinfected her hands and wiped them, then walked towards Nan Song, pulled her gently, raised her hand and slapped her on the butt.
This was a very strong move, which made the men inside and outside the house feel distressed.
"How old are you and still crying? Isn't it embarrassing?"
Luo Yin scolded Nan Song, but did not hit her again. Looking at her daughter's crying face, she wiped her tears not very gently and frowned in disgust.
"My nose was full of tears, I was so dirty, and my makeup was all stained by tears."
She "tsk", looked at Nan Song's aggrieved face, crossed her arms and said, "You said Yu Jinwen is a good young man, why did you fall in love with you?"
Nan Song raised his head and glared at his mother with his red eyes, "My dad is a very nice middle-aged young man, why did he fall in love with you?"
Luo Yin said "ha", "I am as beautiful as a flower and have a hot figure. Isn't it normal for him to fall in love with me?"
"I'm also pretty and have a hot figure, and I'm younger than you. Hey, where do you think this makes sense?"
When it comes to verbal arguments, Nan Song never gives in.
"Are you kidding, you are younger than me?"
Luo Yin said "hehe", "Look at the fine lines at the corners of your eyes. I don't have any wrinkles at all. Who wouldn't say we are sisters when we go out?"
Nan Song seamlessly connected, "Even if we are sisters, you are also a sister, and I am a sister, so I am still younger than you."
"fart!"
Luo Yin was anxious, she was anxious, "Don't you just rely on the fact that you were born from my belly? Don't think that I dare not beat you to death!"
She rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush over to beat Nan Song, but Bai Luyu quickly hugged her with quick eyes and hands.
"Hey, mom... we are not as smart as a kid."
Ji Yundao: "That's right, in my eyes, mom is the most beautiful. Xiaoliu is nothing, she's just a stinky yellow-haired girl."
He Shen also came over and advised, "Mom, don't be angry. Anger can easily lead to wrinkles and gray hair."
As soon as she said this, Luo Yin took a deep breath and then let it out gently.
"Yes, you are right, I am not angry. Why should I be angry? If I get angry, there is no one to take care of me. If I am angry to death, I cannot let the dead girl succeed."
Luo Yin was coaxed by her sons and walked out with a smile, "Let's go, let's go out for tea."
Everyone went out in a grand manner, leaving Nan Ningsong, Luo Junheng and Quan Yeqian still in the operating room, lying down where they should and getting IV drips.
Thinking of the scene where the mother and daughter were bickering like primary school students just now, they couldn't help but laugh.
Nan Song looked depressed.
How old is Ms. Luoyin? She is still so disrespectful. This is what these men are used to.