A group of people helped carry Meng Wanqing, who was covered in blood, onto a stretcher.
Several doctors gathered around, nervously taking pulses and treating wounds.
Xiao Lingyue was not interested in Meng Wanqing's injuries and was too lazy to look further. She took the two little guys aside to prevent them from seeing the bloody scene.
Even so, while the doctor was treating the wound, Meng Wanqing's screams never stopped.
She had many major and minor injuries on her body, and there were countless bruises and bruises.
My head is swollen and my face is also swollen.
The fractures in both legs were particularly serious.
The doctor had to fix her with wooden boards and forcibly straighten her leg bones. Meng Wanqing's screams were heard all over the top of the mountain.
After the injury was almost treated, Meng Wanqing was almost mummified by gauze, her face was swollen from crying, and she lay dying on a stretcher.
The noble ladies around looked at her with gloating eyes, pointing with their fingers: "Hahaha, it's so funny when you see her like this!"
"It's so ugly..."
"It's so embarrassing!"
Meng Wanqing was lying on the stretcher, listening to the laughter of others, feeling angry and ashamed.
She raised her head with great effort and cursed angrily: "You are laughing no matter what, shut up!"
The ladies suddenly became unhappy: "We can laugh whenever we want, can you care?"
"That's right, we didn't laugh at you!"
"You are obviously laughing at me!" Meng Wanqing almost cried angrily.
"So what if we laugh at you? You have become so virtuous and you are not ashamed of yourself, yet you don't allow us to laugh at you? You are too lenient!"
The ladies were even more mocking and rolled their eyes at her.
"It's not us who harmed you like this. There's always someone to blame, and you have to go to whoever harmed you!"
"Why are you so angry at us?"
Meng Wanqing was really angry and cried.
She felt pain all over her body, especially her broken legs, which were so painful that they hurt her bones.
Stimulated by the pain, her mood was very unstable. She couldn't scold these noble ladies who had united, so she put all her resentment and anger on Xiao Lingyue's head.
Meng Wanqing was crying and thinking viciously: Shen Wan, you bitch, just wait for me!
When the people from Jingzhao Mansion come, I will never let you go easily!
So what if you are the county head?
Killing someone in public and treating human life with indifference is enough to make you drink a lot.
When you enter the Jingzhao Mansion Prison, see if I don't "entertain" you well!
Meng Wanqing had already made up her mind. She must pin the crime of murder on "Shen Wan", leaving her unable to defend herself. Even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she would not be able to clear her away.
Anyway, everyone saw with their own eyes that it was "Shen Wan" who kicked her off the horse.
"Shen Wan" has no evidence to prove anything.
What's more important is that "Shen Wan" also offended several bitches present. With their characters, they will never testify for "Shen Wan" again, or they will be beaten up.
At that time, as long as she, the victim, insists, "Shen Wan" will no longer be able to stand up.
A ferocious sneer flashed in Meng Wanqing's eyes.
She thought to herself: Shen Wan, Shen Wan, if you want to blame, blame yourself for being so stupid for actually saying that you want to report to the police!
Reporting to the official is the best!
When the people from Jingzhao Mansion arrive, no one will be willing to testify against you.
What is the truth? Is it not me, Meng Wanqing, who has the final say?
Just wait for me!
Just when he was full of malice, bursts of rapid horse hooves came from the direction of the mountain road.