What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 113 Ruined My "Good Girlfriend" 21
"Tell me about you, didn't the child just mess with your flowers? Are you so cruel?" Zhang's mother has now regained her vitality, and she is even more angry. She pointed at Jiang Meijuan's nose and cursed to relieve her anger .

She looked towards the door of the operating room from time to time, worrying in her heart: Will something happen to her grandson?
At this moment, Jiang Meijuan lost the prestige she had when she hit someone just now. She lowered her head and looked at the floor beside her feet.Clenching her hands tightly, the blood on her hands had already dried on her palms, leaving only dark brown marks that burned her skin.

After calming down, she was only full of regrets in her heart.

She shouldn't treat Zhang Pingen like that. She didn't just blame Zhang Pingen for ruining the rose and ruining her youthful expectations. family dissatisfaction.

She raised her head slowly, looked at the gray wall opposite, and blinked.

If only I could escape this house.

"Mom, calm down, Ping'en will be fine," Zhang Jiarui now not only pays attention to the operating room with trepidation, but also comforts Zhang's mother, which can be described as "Double heart tired".

Compared with the impatience of the three of them, Fu Qiao and Zheng Nanyang were much calmer. If you look carefully, you can still find the faint smiles on the corners of their mouths.

Fu Chang buried his head on Zheng Nanyang's shoulder, yawned, and muttered in a low voice, "How long will it take for Zhang Pingen to come out, I'm sleepy."

They have been waiting at the door of the operating room for two hours since they sent Zhang Pingen off. In this day and age, there are no smartphones to play with. Sitting like this, drowsiness slowly clamored on the body, causing Fu Che to feel sleepy.

"Wait, it should be soon," Zheng Nanyang rubbed her head, looking at the door of the operating room with unclear meaning.

Does the longer the time mean the most serious injury?
Without keeping Fu Che waiting for too long, the doctor came out of the operating room and told Zhang's family the final result.

"The child not only suffered damage to the left ear drum, but also had a problem with the nerves in the left ear, which may affect his hearing in the future."

Upon hearing the result, Zhang's mother immediately started crying regardless of her appearance, and Zhang Jiarui, who was behind her supporting her, also had grief written all over her face.

The doctor looked at Zhang's mother indifferently, and reminded: "This is a hospital, please keep quiet."

The child was injured and lost his hearing due to the beating. Except for the child, no one is innocent and worthy of distress.

"Doctor, is there still a possibility for him to be cured?" Zheng Nanyang raised his head and asked, his voice was still as calm as usual.

The doctor pondered for a moment, and finally gave Zheng Nanyang an ambiguous answer: "Not sure, it depends on the follow-up treatment."

At this moment, Fu Qiao's drowsiness has completely disappeared, and he is leaning on Zheng Nanyang, sobbing softly, "Ping En...how could this happen, how much pain does he have..."

A sound of heartache came to Zhang's mother's ears, and it became a sporadic fire that ignited the fuse of anger in her heart, and then quickly grew bigger and ignited.

"Slap," Zhang's mother no longer pointed at Jiang Meijuan, but slapped her on the left side of the face. "Now you're happy? How did you manage to be so cruel?"

Jiang Meijuan still kept her head down, and her hair fell by her ears. The lights in the hospital passed through the gaps in her hair, casting bright shadows on Jiang Meijuan's face.

Zhang's mother slapped her down, and Zhang Jiarui who was behind her held her tighter. His heart hurts now, but Zhang's mother was like this, it was useless.

"Do you think it's all my fault?"

At the quiet door of the operating room, Jiang Meijuan's voice echoed faintly.

"You were the one who beat it. Don't blame you. Who is to blame?" Zhang's mother said and wanted to rush forward. Jiang Meijuan raised her head without fear, facing the red palm print on her left face, and raised the corner of her mouth.

"It's your fault," Jiang Meijuan smiled brightly, all the sadness on her face before had disappeared without a trace.She approached Zhang's mother step by step, with a contemptuous and disdainful smile on her face: "If it wasn't for you, how could Ping En have such a raised temper?"

Zhang's mother was so angry that she covered her heart. She pointed her finger at her and was speechless for a long time. It wasn't her who beat someone, so why is it her head?
Zhang Jiarui was caught in the middle to suffer, so he could only stop Jiang Meijuan in a deep voice: "Meijuan, stop talking!"

[Are all family ethics dramas like this? ] 1973 opened his mouth weakly, full of doubts.

Is this the time to discuss who is to blame?Shouldn't we think about how to treat Zhang Ping'en?

"It's not uncommon for Zhang Ping'en to feel pain and guilt after such a big incident, and then of course want to find a 'culprit' to ease the burden on their hearts."

It's just human nature.

"How could he get my roses, and how could I hit him? Tell me, why?"

"Why?" Jiang Meijuan asked Mother Zhang loudly. She pulled the hair from her ears back, let out a heavy breath, and smiled at Mother Zhang in relief, "It's all your fault."

Jiang Meijuan didn't wait for Zhang's mother's reaction, she rolled her eyes at them, turned around and walked out angrily.

"I'll go and see her," Fu Qiao now regained his energy, and ran out after Jiang Meijuan without waiting to say goodbye to Zhang's mother and the others.

"Meijuan, wait for me," Fu Qiao caught up with Jiang Meijuan, put his arm around her shoulder, and patted her hard, "Are you going home now?"

It's nightfall now, and the sky is pitch black.Jiang Meijuan was silent, just walked forward with her head down, her high-heeled shoes hit the road, making a "click" sound.

"Can I go to your house?" Jiang Meijuan finally stopped at the intersection of Fu Che's house.

Fu Qiao glanced in the direction of the house, patted her on the arm amusedly, and replied, "Of course, I still have some wine from the last party at home, do you want some?"

"I want to go out for a drink," Jiang Meijuan looked at Fu Qi beggingly, biting her lips and whispering.Of course, Fu Qiao did not refuse, and immediately took her to the restaurant closest to home.

"Is it just the two of us? Can you find more people? How about we wait for the senior to come back and go together?"

Before going far, Jiang Meijuan started her continuous questioning, and asked Fu Kai, who was sleepy again, to refresh her.

Not enough for two?And why wait for Zheng Nanyang?
Jiang Meijuan ignored Fu Che's puzzled face, she stopped in her tracks, lowered her head to think for a while, then turned and walked back.

"Is she crazy?" Fu Qiao looked at her thin and depressed back, with little question marks hovering on her face.

The foreword didn't match the afterword, she suddenly didn't want to serve her anymore.

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"Wait, isn't she looking for Liu Chengyan?"

Thinking back to Jiang Meijuan's words, the more Fu Qiao thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that she was hinting at something.Find a few more people, besides Liu Chengyan, are there other familiar friends among them?

Of course not.

[Blind Sheng, you discovered Hua Dian. ]
Fu 9 Mo 3 quickly changed a voice pack, affirming Fu Qi.

(End of this chapter)