The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Anxia Xiaben was seriously injured, the anesthetics passed, the wound on the stomach was painful, and the weak could not escape.

With this slap, Sheng Qingyi also used ten percent of his strength.

Anxiaxia fell to the bed and bit her lip in pain.

The cochlea was buzzing, and her brain was dizzy to the extreme. With the wound on her stomach, she felt a cold sweat in an instant.

Sheng Qingyi pointed at her and rebuked, "It's good if you die yourself! Why should you drag my son! Did you know that Sheng Yize's hand was ruined! It's just for your life. Wasted! "

Anxiaxia was vague, but knew that it was about Sheng Yize, and tears fell involuntarily.

What the **** happened ...

Sheng Qingyi's hair stood up, angrily wishing to kill An Xia Xia, smashing infusion bottles, vases, and drinking glasses in the ward madly ...

Anxiaxia shrank in bed, completely at a loss.

There was a sudden noise outside the door, and two figures broke into the door!

"Bottom! What are you doing!" Qi Yanxi, regardless of Sheng Qingyi's elders, immediately seeing the mess in the room and the injury on Anxiaxia's face, he immediately understood that he was hitting Anxiaxia!

He punched Sheng Qingyi's face with a punch: "Dead old man! You are still not a human! You can fight against a patient! An old man, are you sorry to bully a little girl?"

Sheng Qingyi shouted hysterically: "She killed Sheng Yize! She killed my son! She **** it!"

An Yibei laid Anxia Xia up and lay down. He called the doctor and security guard with an emergency bell. He said coldly: "Mr. Sheng, ICU ward is monitored, beating young girls, using violence, and so on. See you in court! "

He tried to keep his words calm, but his hands were shaking.

damn it! How dare to hit his sister!

An Xia Xia ’s parents in An An are so big, he and An An do n’t talk about it, they ca n’t bear to say a word, but this old man beat him like this?

"Rabbit, what are you messing with!" There was another full of applause, an old grandfather walking on a crutch, walked in with a helper, and there was an old grandma beside him.

"Dad, mom, what are you doing here?" Sheng Qingyi was angry and hate, but Grandpa Sheng swung at him with a cane and slammed him severely: "How did I teach you? I taught you so Is it a beast? To shirk responsibility from a little girl and still hurt someone? "

Grandma Sheng looked at Anxiaxia's appearance, and her tears came out. She ran forward and held Anxiaxia's hand: "Little Xiaxia, are you okay ... Hey, what a sin! Doctor? Call the doctor! "

An Xia Xia held her sleeves, and her tears kept falling down, and the old man's hands became hot after a while.

"Grandma Sheng, who is Sheng Yize ... let me meet him, OK ..."

"Okay, okay!" Grandma Sheng cried and couldn't help crying.

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Sheng Yize's ward.

The warm sunlight fell out of the window. The teenager on the bed had a clear face, and seemed to be sleeping heavily, and the light rendered a beautiful halo on his face.

Anxiaxia grabbed his quilt and lifted it away.

His hands were wrapped in white gauze and stained with light blood.

Anxiaxia's tears burst out.

If it weren't for her, his hand would not be hurt ...

Is it true that Sheng Qingyi said that she is still dead?