The secretary stopped her: "Miss, it's Mr. Zheng who wants to cook for the second lady. I don't blame the second lady."

"If you don't blame her, who do you blame? Doesn't she know how to refuse? My mother is not in good health!" Yin Zhaoxue pretended to be angry, "Since I was a child, I have never dared to let my mother do what these servants do."

The secretary saw that she was also concerned about Mr. Zheng, so she couldn't say anything more.

Xia Shi understood the reason and let go of Yin Zhaoxue's hand.

"I rejected her because she had to deliver food to us, and even if I tolerated the slap you just gave me, if you dare to attack me again, I won't let you go."

Yin Zhaoxue listened to her words and looked into her eyes, feeling inexplicably frightened.

She didn't dare to do anything again, looked at the door of the operating room, and murmured: "Mom, please don't let anything happen to you. If something happens to you, what should I do?"

She said this, but in her heart she hoped that Zheng Qingqing would die as soon as possible.

Many days ago, Yin Zhaoxue had forged a will. As long as she waited for Zheng Qingqing's death and took control of Lawyer Zhang, all the property of the Zheng family would be hers.

God did not go as planned.

An hour later, the door to the operating room was opened and the doctor walked out.

Yin Zhaoxue rushed forward immediately: "Doctor, is my mother okay?"

The doctor sighed.

Seeing this, Yin Zhaoxue felt a flash of joy in her eyes.

But then I heard him say: "Now she is back from rescue, but the patient's condition is not optimistic. She must have suffered a lot in the past, right?"

Yin Zhaoxue's face instantly turned ugly.

Because everyone was concerned about Zheng Qingqing's condition, they didn't notice the change in her expression.

When Xia Shi heard that Zheng Qingqing had been rescued, the huge stone in his heart dropped heavily.

The secretary took the doctor with him and told the doctor about some diseases that Zheng Qingqing had suffered from in the past.

Zheng Qingqing was pushed out of the operating room by the nurse. She felt comforted when she saw her two daughters standing at the door.

Yin Zhaoxue and Xia Shi walked into the ward one after another.

Zheng Qingqing stretched out her hand towards them: "I made you worry."

Yin Zhaoxue immediately rushed to Zheng Qingqing's bedside, squatted down, and burst into tears.

"Mom, why is your health getting worse and worse? I was scared to death just now. If something happens to you, I will go with you."

Zheng Qingqing patted her back: "You fool, what nonsense are you talking about? You are still young, and I am already old."

Yin Zhaoxue shook his head: "You are not old at all. In my heart, you will always be young."

Zheng Qingqing couldn't help but smile: "Fool."

Xia Shi stood not far away and saw that the two people were so close, no different from mother and daughter.

She was both envious and lonely.

After regaining consciousness, she stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zheng, you are fine, so I will go back first."

Xia Shi turned around to leave, but Zheng Qingqing used all her strength to grab her hand.

Xia Shi shrank back suddenly.

Zheng Qingqing thought she didn't like him, but then he saw her palms were red.

"Hour, your hand."

Xia Shi squeezed his palms.

Yin Zhaoxue thought Xia Shi had done something bad, so she grabbed her for Zheng Qingqing: "Sister, what's wrong with your hand?"

She ignored Xia Shi's objection and forcefully opened Xia Shi's hand.

Just look at her hands which are swollen and red.

Zheng Qingqing's heart trembled: "Zhaoxue, call the doctor quickly to check on Xiao."

"No need, I will handle it myself." After Xia Shi said that, he looked at Yin Zhaoxue again, "Can you let go?"

Yin Zhaoxue reluctantly let go of her hand, pretending to be kind and asked: "Sister, what's wrong with your hand? Why is it swollen like that?"

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