Chapter 170 My Wife, Don't Touch Her
Suddenly, a series of wailing and howling erupted from inside the hospital's inpatient building.
"Damn it! Someone's been killed! That heartless Jiang Wanxia is going to kill my mother-in-law!"
The piercing scream was very penetrating in the quiet ward; the sound waves even hit the wall at the end of the corridor and bounced back, creating an echo.
This shout naturally attracted many people to peek and look over there.
Everyone immediately saw Qian Xiaoxia sitting on a bench in the corridor, one hand covering her split head, blood trickling down between her fingers and smearing half her face, making her look particularly gruesome. With her other hand, she pointed at a young nurse and started cursing at her.
"Did I ask you to bandage me? You little brat, you haven't even grown up yet, do you even know what you're doing? If you hurt this old woman, can you take the responsibility?!"
The nurse's eyes were red from being scolded, and the tweezers and gauze in her hands were trembling. She was extremely aggrieved: "Auntie, your wound needs to be treated quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome if it gets infected..."
"I don't need your fake kindness! Go! Call your director here! If it weren't for your director taking action today, no one would have touched my precious head!" Qian Xiaoxia threw a tantrum, kicking her legs hard on the ground like a giant baby rolling around on the ground.
The noise quickly attracted the director, who was wearing a white coat.
When the director arrived and saw the scene, he frowned and asked seriously, "What happened? How did you get injured?"
When Qian Xiaoxia saw the director arrive, she wailed even louder, slapping her thighs and making empty threats: "Director! You have to stand up for me! I was beaten by that troublemaker in my family! How can there be such a heartless woman in the world who can be so cruel to her own mother-in-law!"
The head doctor examined her wound and found that it was just a minor scrape. He then gestured to the nurse to prepare for cleaning the wound while earnestly saying to Qian Xiaoxia, "Sister, we can talk things over. You can't resort to domestic violence. Hitting someone is illegal."
"Domestic violence?" Qian Xiaoxia strongly agreed with the director's words. "You're right! That little beast is abusive! She's a beast in human skin! I was blind to let my son Jianguo marry such a thing!"
Qian Xiaoxia became increasingly angry as she spoke. After the doctor finished bandaging her, she stormed back to the ward and rummaged through all of Jiang Wanxia's belongings.
Jiang Wanxia spent three cents at the pharmacy window on the first floor to get a small box of burn ointment.
Clutching the cold metal box in her hand, and seeing the words "for treating burns" on it, Jiang Wanqiu's anger flared up again.
She didn't rush upstairs. Instead, she wandered around the flowerbed downstairs in the hospital, pondering how to get up there and tear that old hag's mouth apart.
Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out overhead.
"Ouch! Watch out!"
"What the heck is this?"
Several colorful items fell from the sky like rain, landing on an open space not far from Jiang Wanxia.
Passersby were startled and quickly moved away.
Jiang Wanxia took a closer look, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
That wrinkled wool coat, that dusty gray work pants...aren't these all her clothes?
She rushed over to gather the scattered clothes, then looked up sharply and met Qian Xiaoxia's resentful face by the rooftop window.
"Pooh!"
A glob of phlegm fell from the sky, landed on the ground, and splattered some stains.
Qian Xiaoxia leaned against the window, watching her disheveled state as she picked up her clothes, and burst into triumphant laughter.
The onlookers burst into laughter, pointing and commenting on the clothes on the ground.
Jiang Wanxia felt as if all the blood in her body was rushing to her head.
Suddenly, Jiang Wanxia heard a scolding voice behind her: "Quickly throw away other people's things, they're filthy!"
She turned around and saw a chubby-faced little boy picking up one of her underwear, giggling as he put it on his head, scratching his ears and cheeks like Sun Wukong.
"Hahahaha!" The laughter from the crowd grew even louder.
"Give it to me!"
She rushed over like a madwoman, ripped the underwear off the child's head, and without bothering to brush off the dirt, hastily gathered all the clothes on the ground into her arms.
"Bang--!"
After a while, the door to the ward was kicked open, hit the wall, and bounced back.
Qian Xiaoxia was sitting on the bed, feeling smug and thinking about how to deal with Jiang Wanxia next, when she was suddenly startled by the loud noise. When she looked up, she saw Jiang Wanxia standing at the door like a vengeful ghost, her eyes red as if they were about to bleed.
"You...you little bitch, you dare to come back!" Qian Xiaoxia was stunned at first, then put her hands on her hips and started cursing, "I'll skin you alive! You shameless bastard..."
Before she could finish her rant, Jiang Wanxia made her move.
Jiang Wanxia suddenly pulled out a wooden stick from behind her, a bed leg that she had taken from somewhere. One end of the stick still had a nail attached to it, and it gleamed with a dark, gloomy light.
"You..." Qian Xiaoxia's curse got stuck in her throat, and fear appeared on her face for the first time.
Without saying a word, Jiang Wanxia rushed over, raised the wooden stick in her hand, and swung it hard at Qian Xiaoxia's face with all her might!
"Ah—murder!!!"
A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire floor once again. Qian Xiaoxia was beaten so badly that she rolled off the bed and lay on the floor clutching her head.
A nurse passing by the entrance glanced inside, turned pale with fright, and ran downstairs shouting, "Quick! Someone come quick! Security! There's a fight in the inpatient ward, someone's going to die!"
Soon, two uniformed security officers rushed up and subdued Jiang Wanxia, who was already red-eyed with rage, from both sides.
"Let me go!" Jiang Wanxia was still struggling.
Upon seeing someone arrive, Qian Xiaoxia immediately slapped the cement floor and began wailing with snot and tears streaming down her face: "I can't live like this anymore! I can't go on living like this! Marrying such a jinx is going to kill the Wang family!"
"If we can't live together like this, let's get a divorce!" Jiang Wanxia couldn't break free, so she decided to go all out and yelled at her.
To everyone's surprise, Qian Xiaoxia stared at Jiang Wanxia in disbelief upon hearing this: "You...you dare to say divorce?!"
She scrambled to her feet, pointed at Jiang Wanxia's nose, and cursed, "You heartless wretch! Don't you realize that if it weren't for our Wang family taking you in, you'd be nothing but a stray dog on the street! Don't you know your family's class background? Your parents are capitalist roaders! If it weren't for our Jianguo's kindness, who would want someone like you?"
Qian Xiaoxia grew angrier as she spoke, pointing to her chest and saying, "Even if you were to serve our Wang family like a slave for the rest of your life, you could never repay the kindness our family has shown you!"
Qian Xiaoxia's voice was shrill and sharp, clanging loudly in the corridor like a broken gong. Each curse she uttered was more offensive than the last, repeating the same few phrases over and over again: "capitalist roader's son" and "ungrateful wretch."
Jiang Wanxia was not to be outdone. Even with her arms held up by two security guards, she was still kicking her legs desperately, screaming, "Divorce! Let whoever wants to serve that good-for-nothing Wang Jianguo go! I'm not doing it anymore!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, the two young security officers turned red in the face and each grabbed the other, pulling with all their might like in a tug-of-war.
This mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were like slippery eels covered in oil, incredibly strong.
"Big sister! Auntie! Let's talk this out, don't hit me!"
"Calm down, everyone! This is a hospital, not your own private room!"
No matter how much they were persuaded, the two wouldn't listen. One cried and screamed, while the other cursed loudly, attracting a crowd of patients from the entire floor to watch the spectacle.
The nurse next to her was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet. When she had no other choice, she secretly leaned close to an officer's ear and whispered, "Comrade, how about... we tell their family about this situation? This is Comrade Jiang Wanqiu's family member, right? She's in another ward. It's always better for family members to persuade her than for us outsiders."
Upon hearing this, the officer felt as if he had been granted a pardon and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! You're a quick-witted young comrade! Quick, take us there!"
Then, the door to Jiang Wanqiu's ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Jiang Wanqiu was sitting on the edge of the bed peeling an apple when she heard the noise, looked up, and froze.
A large group of people suddenly rushed in through the doorway, led by two uniformed officers, each dragging one person along.
The two people who were dragged in were also in a sorry state.
One of them had messy hair like a bird's nest, her face covered in tears and snot—it was her younger sister, Jiang Wanxia. The other had a blood-soaked bandage wrapped around her forehead, her face long and drawn out—who else could it be but Qian Xiaoxia?
"What...what's going on?" Jiang Wanqiu paused, even holding the fruit knife in her hand.
One of the staff members wiped the sweat from his brow and explained breathlessly, "You're Comrade Jiang Wanxia's older sister, right? Look at the mess this has made! Your sister and her mother-in-law are fighting in the ward and even talking about divorce. It's causing such a commotion that other patients have complained. You're a family member, so please help persuade them!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Wanxia burst into tears as if she had found her pillar of support.
She broke free from the worker's hand, rushed to Jiang Wanqiu's side, grabbed her arm, and cried with snot and tears streaming down her face: "Sister! You have to stand up for me! I can't live like this anymore! Look how badly she beats me! She punches and kicks me every day, treating me like a donkey. If I stay here any longer, she'll beat me to death sooner or later!"
Qian Xiaoxia spat from the side, "I hit her? I was just teaching her manners! As the saying goes, a wife who is beaten is like dough that has been kneaded! She married into our Wang family, so she has to abide by our Wang family rules! She's lazy and good-for-nothing all day long, so what's wrong with me teaching her a lesson?"
Jiang Wanqiu listened to the tense conversation between the two, but showed no sign of being anxious.
She lowered her eyes and slowly peeled the apple in her hand, circle by circle. The apple peel formed a long line that hung down, swaying gently.
She ignored Jiang Wanxia, who was trying to play the victim next to her, and said in an icy voice, "Who was it that went through so much trouble to marry into the Wang family? Now you know how difficult it wasn't?"
Jiang Wanxia's crying stopped abruptly, and she looked at her in disbelief.
Jiang Wanqiu raised her head and sneered at Jiang Wanxia, "You chose this path yourself, so you have to suffer the consequences yourself."
"Jiang Wanqiu!" Jiang Wanxia screamed, "How can you be so cold-blooded! I'm your own sister! Don't you have any sympathy at all seeing your own sister beaten like this?!"
“That’s exactly right!” Qian Xiaoxia was overjoyed to hear this, and her eyes shone even brighter as she looked at Jiang Wanqiu. “Oh, Wanqiu, look at you! How sensible and understanding you are! If I had a daughter-in-law like you, I would be laughing in my sleep! You’re clearly a good girl who knows how to serve others and can endure hardship!”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanqiu's hand, which was peeling an apple, suddenly stopped, and the sharp blade almost cut her finger.
In her past life, she was tormented beyond recognition by Qian Xiaoxia, forced to be a slave, and ultimately strangled to death. Those scenes flashed through her mind like a movie, making her stomach churn.
A faint, mocking smile curled at the corner of her lips as she looked at Qian Xiaoxia: "Auntie, don't say that. I'm used to being lazy and have never served anyone. If I really married into your family, let alone serving you and Uncle, even Wang Jianguo would have to serve me. You'd better stop daydreaming. If you're lazy, you won't find a diligent person."
Qian Xiaoxia's smile froze instantly. She hadn't expected that Jiang Wanqiu, who looked so gentle, could have such a sharp tongue!
Her face darkened: "Fine! I see now! Neither of you Jiang sisters is any good! You're cut from the same cloth! You're both promiscuous and good-for-nothing. Whoever marries you is doomed!"
After cursing Jiang Wanqiu, she turned around and tried to grab Jiang Wanxia's hair: "You little bitch, you dare to hide! Come back with me! Nobody's even taking care of Jianguo's shit and pee yet!"
"I'm not going back!" Jiang Wanxia was so frightened that she was scared out of her wits. Like a startled rabbit, she quickly hid behind Jiang Wanqiu and grabbed Jiang Wanqiu's clothes tightly.
"Get out of my way!" Upon seeing this, Qian Xiaoxia stretched out her rough hand and was about to shove Jiang Wanqiu.
Before she could even touch Jiang Wanqiu, she was suddenly pushed backward by a force, staggering a few steps.
Zhao Wenchang got off the hospital bed and stood in front of Jiang Wanqiu.
"Don't touch my wife."
Then, Zhao Wenchang turned around and pulled Jiang Wanxia, who was hiding behind Jiang Wanqiu, out of the room. His eyes were as cold as knives: "And you too."
His gaze swept over the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in front of him, and his voice turned stern: "This is a military hospital, not a place for you to throw a tantrum. If you continue to cause trouble, I will kick you both out of the military region!"
"Jiang Wanqiu agreed to let the military region treat Wang Jianjun and even paid for your treatment at the county hospital. She has done more than enough for your Wang family!"
Qian Xiaoxia met Zhao Wenchang's cold eyes.
This is the battalion commander of the military region. If you really anger him, he'll kick his whole family out of the family compound. He's a man of his word.
Qian Xiaoxia felt a surge of anger welling up inside her, unable to vent it or let it go. She glared fiercely at Jiang Wanxia standing beside her, but in the end, she could only give up.
"Hmph! Not a single good person in that family is any good!"
She didn't dare to confront Zhao Wenchang directly, so she could only vent her anger on the Jiang sisters. She left with a polite remark, turned around, and walked away cursing.
Seeing this, the two security officers breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to Jiang Wanqiu and Zhao Wenchang, and quickly slipped away.
The ward fell silent.
Jiang Wanqiu peeked out from behind Zhao Wenchang, her gaze falling on Jiang Wanxia, who was still unwilling to move. A half-smile appeared on her lips.
"What? Aren't you leaving yet? Are you waiting for me to keep you here for dinner?"
Jiang Wanxia stared at Jiang Wanqiu, her eyes filled with hatred.
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