Chapter 437 Using me to threaten my mother?

"Ah..."

After screaming, the father and daughter, one fell to the ground with a bloody head, and the other was pierced in the abdomen by a branch from a dead tree.

Old Mrs. Zhou opened her mouth wide, looking at her son whose face turned gray in an instant with a horrified expression.

She shouted, "Housekeeper, quickly, quickly get a pen..."

"...Quickly call an ambulance!"

Two sharp shouts rang out at the same time.

Xiao San hugged his daughter, who had a big hole in her head, spitting blood, and her body began to convulse. His face was as white as snow, and he yelled at the housekeeper, "Go and call an ambulance! Quickly..."

The housekeeper turned his head to look at Old Mrs. Zhou.

Xiao San's eyes were full of bloodshot, and she looked at Old Lady Zhou pleadingly, "Old Lady..."

Old Lady Zhou was ruthless, "Don't worry about her, go get a pen first, if the name is not changed, the Zhou family will be completely finished."

The housekeeper was trembling with fear when he saw such a powerful person for the first time.

When he staggered across the tree trunk and ran out, he suddenly found that there were still stars in the night sky. Where did the strong wind come from? Where did the dead tree come from? !

This was simply a sudden disaster!

"Old Lady!" Xiao San's voice was fierce.

Old Mrs. Zhou looked at her coldly, "Why are you shouting? Didn't my son tell you about the power of the family tree?! You changed her name to yours, you can't continue my son's life. If Heaven wants to take you back, it is impossible for it to take only my son! You have those three children because of him! Do you understand?!"

Xiao San's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at her daughter whose vitality was rapidly fading in her arms, and broke down in tears, "It's not like that, I didn't change it, and I didn't have time to..."

"Without your authorization, how dare she go to my room to steal the key to the ancestral hall? Lin Xueer, do you think I, an old woman, am a fool!"

Xiao San opened her mouth wide, trembling and unable to speak.

Yes, her daughter has been acting strange these past few days, and she has been looking for a chance to talk to her daughter. Today, she was so angry at Zhou Zifeng's words that she thought of burning the family tree in the ancestral hall.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the ancestral hall, she found that the door was ajar, and when she entered, she saw her daughter holding the modified family tree with pride.

She saw her showing off and said, "Mom, I wrote your name on the family tree. You and my dad are husband and wife, and Zhou Jiahui and her daughter are not worthy at all..."

She was still a little happy in her heart, thinking that she was worthy of her daughter, who was in tune with her and cared about her wholeheartedly.

But...

she never thought that it would end like this!

"No, no, I don't want it anymore... I'll give it back to her, I'll give it back to her, don't take my daughter away!" Xiao San cried and shouted.

Old Mrs. Zhou glanced at the mistress' daughter and closed her eyes.

The housekeeper brought a pen over, and Old Mrs. Zhou hurriedly flipped through the family tree to change the name of Zhou's father's wife, crossing out Lin Xue'er and writing Zhou Jiahui's mother's name.

After writing, she glanced at Zhou's father.

She then used a pen to smear Lin Xue'er's name into a black lump until it was unclear what was written. Then she stopped.

The sound of an ambulance was heard outside, and the housekeeper went to answer it and asked the servant to find an axe to chop down the branches of the tree so that it would be convenient for the ambulance to get on.

The doctor was shocked to see the serious injuries of the father and daughter.

He hurriedly lifted the two onto the stretcher and ran out.

The mistress followed behind, staggering and chasing after them.

Old Mrs. Zhou took the housekeeper's hand and walked quickly.

As she walked out, she called another servant, "Call the first wife and ask her to go to the hospital, immediately, right away!"

...

The ringing of the phone woke up both mother and daughter in the middle of the night.

Zhou's mother went downstairs to answer the phone, while Zhou Jiahui was upstairs patting her son who was awakened by the ringing and coaxing him to sleep.

When the child fell asleep, Zhou's mother had not come up yet.

Zhou Jiahui put on her pajamas and robe, opened the door and went downstairs. Zhou's mother was tiptoeing to open the door of the living room.

"Mom?"

Seeing her coming down, Zhou's mother asked in a low voice, "Is Zhou Zhou asleep?"

Zhou Jiahui nodded, "Who called...the old lady asked you to come over?"

"Yes..."

Zhou Jiahui frowned, "Why did they call you over in the middle of the night? Can't

we wait until daytime to talk about it?" "Don't worry, listen to me, something happened to your father."

"What happened to him? Wasn't he fine two days ago?"

"...He and Xueer's daughter stole the key to the old lady's ancestral hall in the middle of the night and went in to change the family tree. Who knew that a dead tree would suddenly blow in and crush the father and daughter. Now they are on the way to the hospital. I heard that the girl is not in good condition..."

Zhou Jiahui, "..."

"Dinglingling..."

While the two were talking, the phone in the living room rang again.

Afraid of waking up her son, Zhou Jiahui hurried over and picked up the phone.

This time, it was Grandma Zhou who called, "What are you hesitating about? The car that's waiting for you is at your door, come quickly! I tell you, don't even think about not coming. If my son dies, your daughter and grandson won't survive either..."

"Are you threatening my mother with me, Grandma?" Zhou Jiahui's face darkened instantly.

Old Mrs. Zhou didn't expect that it was her granddaughter who answered the phone. She was stunned for a moment, frowning and explaining, "That's not what I meant. That's what the old Taoist said. You all exist because of your father. Your father is in critical condition now. What if..."

"I see. I'll be there right away."

When Zhou's mother heard that it was about her daughter, she quickly agreed, "Jiahui, you stay at home and take care of Zhou Zhou. I'll go over to take a look. Don't worry, I'll just take a look..."

As she spoke, she opened the door and rushed out.

"Mom, Mom..."

When Zhou Jiahui hung up the phone and chased after her, Zhou's mother had already gotten in the car. The car rushed out quickly and headed for the hospital under the cover of night.

Zhou Jiahui was worried, so she went upstairs to help her son get dressed, carried him downstairs, and followed.

When she arrived, a nurse happened to come out of the operating room.

"…This is a risk notice. Her head was smashed and she has bled too much…She is dying now. Even if she can be rescued, she will most likely become a vegetable. Discuss among yourselves whether or not to rescue her. Do it quickly."

Xiao San's body swayed and she instantly collapsed on the ground, shaking her head, "Impossible, impossible. An hour ago, she was still full of energy. She is still…"

"What is a vegetable?" Old Mrs. Zhou looked at the nurse blankly.

The nurse looked at her and explained bluntly, "It's just like a plant. She can't speak or move. She needs help from others when she dresses, eats, takes a bath, and goes to the toilet…"

"…Can she return to normal later?" Old Mrs. Zhou asked anxiously.

Nurse, "She has injured her nervous system. The doctor said the possibility of recovery is almost zero."

Old Mrs. Zhou staggered and fell backwards. The housekeeper hurriedly supported her, "Old lady..."

Old Mrs. Zhou glanced at Xiao San and closed her eyes.

"It's her own fault..." She will never live.

"Then... don't save her."

Xiao San raised his head suddenly, his voice sharp, "Old lady! The Zhou family doesn't lack this little money. The Zhou family doesn't lack the money to hire someone to take care of her. The Zhou family... didn't she say almost? There is still a glimmer of hope..."

"You idiot! Can't you hear that people are afraid to take responsibility and can't make final statements?! You have to save her, and you have to serve her every day after she comes back..."

Before the old lady finished her words, the door of the operating room opened again, and another nurse came out.

Looking around, he said to the mistress with regret, "I'm sorry, ma'am, we have tried our best, but..."