madam is a squeamish

An Qishan's mother wept bitterly, comforting her heart with pain, "I didn't expect that it was just Qishan who came over."

"How could An Qishan have a mother like you?
He didn't want to repent for the wrong things he did, but instead wanted to kill and kill his own son. "

Xiaoyouzi looked at the woman who was half-throwing on the ground and crying bitterly, turned and left.

An Qishan's mother saw Xiaoyouzi and An Qishan's father turned around and went out.

Immediately stumbled to his feet and ran over.

Grabbing An Qishan's father's hand, "Please, let me go and see if my son is okay? Please!"

An Qishan's father slammed her hand away, "How can I let a poisonous woman like you take care of Qishan again?"

Turn away.

Xiaoyuzi went out, and the mulberry-picker who was called to see the doctor had just finished picking and came out to the door of the ward.

An Qishan's father couldn't wait, "Doctor, how is my son? How can he wake up?"

Picking Mulberry shook his head, "According to the old saying, this child is a living dead, and the chance of being cured is very slim.

If you can be ruthless, you might as well let him."

Xiaoyuzi stopped his next words, "Doctor Sang!" with a hesitant expression.

Picking mulberry shook his head, "That's all, that's all. Poor parents all over the world, you decide for yourself."

An Qishan's father kept wiping his tears with trembling hands, looking at the boy lying inside.

"I can't let him die, I'm just such a son."

As a parent, even if it is difficult, you can't give up your child.

Xiaoyuzi was so sad that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she went with Cangsangzi.

After going out, she couldn't help asking, "Master Sang, is there really no other way?"

Picking mulberries, "Life and death are life and death. The child is like this, even if he barely survives, his body will be filled with tubes all his life, and he will rely on medicine to continue his life. It is better to die than to live."

He took out his own wine box and took a big sip, looked at the bright sun in the sky, "If you see this kind of thing a lot, it will become normal."

I don't know whether to comfort myself or comfort her.

When I returned to An Zeyuan's house, I ran into Mrs. An, "Little Yuzi, is Qishan better?"

Mrs. An was a little concerned about the safety of An Qishan.

Little Youzi shook her head and asked, "Where's An Xiran?"

Mrs. An saw that she looked bad, and said softly, "Go to the backyard! What's wrong?"

Xiaoyouzi held back her anger, ignored Mrs. An, and rushed straight to the backyard.

Looking all the way, he saw An Xiran from a distance, and quickly approached.

An Xiran saw her unkind expression, and felt a little guilty.

Xiaoyouzi rushed over quickly, grabbed her arm, bowed left and right, and slapped her several times.

He said viciously, "I think you are a wicked woman who opened the door for wickedness, and the wickedness has reached home. Do you get itchy hands every day if you don't do harm to others?"

An Xiran was so dizzy from the beating that she managed to stand still.

"An Youyou, don't overdo it, are you crazy?"

"Excessive, I have more excessive!"

Xiaoyouzi was stimulated, she grabbed her collar and dragged her forward with all her strength.

He found a water tank containing lotus, and pressed her head directly into the water.

"Don't you like to do bad things and harm others? I'll kill you today, and see how you can harm others in the future?"

Xiaoyouzi cursed angrily, her eyes turned red, "If it wasn't for you, would An Qishan not be dead or alive?
If you have the ability, you will come with a clear gun and a sharp knife. What kind of ability is it to hurt a few children? "

An Xiran struggled, raised her head, and cried loudly, "Help, help!"