"When did you wake up?"
Yang Ercui shook her head, "I only realized she was up to something when Qiao Shanshan came over last night."
Qiao Wanyue smiled and deliberately raised her voice, "Yang Ercui, call your older brother over. I need to talk to him about compensation."
Zhong Qingqing's eyelids twitched rapidly as she lay in the hospital bed.
Qiao Wanyue gave Yang Ercui a look, and Yang Ercui lowered her head and left.
"Uncle, go to the police station and call Jiang Ming over. Tell him that Zhong Qingqing is unconscious and won't wake up."
Lu Mantang turned and left.
Before long, Jiang Ming arrived with a large entourage.
"Director Jiang, Happy New Year!"
Jiang Ming looked at Qiao Wanyue as if she were a dead person.
He glanced at Zhong Qingqing on the hospital bed, still as usual, and said, "What are you up to?"
Sister-in-law Lu brought in a basin of ice water, saying, "Let Director Jiang have a good show to watch."
Jiang Ming frowned.
Qiao Wanyue took the basin from her sister-in-law. The basin was still steaming, and when she touched the edge of the basin, her hand was chilled to the bone.
Qiao Wanyue kicked open the ward door and poured ice water directly onto Zhong Qingqing's hospital bed.
Jiang Ming's eyes widened. "Guards, take Qiao Wanyue away from me!"
Sister-in-law Lu blocked the doorway.
Qiao Wanyue said, "Director Jiang, don't be in such a hurry."
The person on the bed was trembling, but refused to open their eyes.
Qiao Wanyue curled her lips and whispered in Zhong Qingqing's ear, "I heard that if you stick a needle as thick as your wrist into a person's body, even a person in a vegetative state can wake up. Zhong Qingqing has been asleep for so long, it's time for her to wake up."
Jiang Ming wanted to stop it.
But somehow, she conjured up a thick steel nail and pierced it directly into Zhong Qingqing's finger.
Blood spurted out.
Zhong Qingqing's brows were furrowed.
The person is still unconscious.
Qiao Wanyue, one by one. All ten of her fingers were pierced with steel nails.
By the fifth finger, Zhong Qingqing finally couldn't take it anymore and jumped out of bed, grimacing in pain and yelling for someone to grab Qiao Wanyue, whose four fingers were bleeding.
That damned Qiao Wanyue!
Zhong Qingqing then noticed that there were many villagers from Xiaohe Village at the entrance.
Yang Sancui, in particular, stared in disbelief at her own mother.
She received news that her mother was dying, and she wanted to come and see her.
But who is the person who is alive and kicking now?
Qiao Wanyue wiped the blood off her hands on the bed sheet with her fingers, crossed her arms, and looked at Zhong Qingqing, who was jumping around, blinking innocently. "Director Jiang, this person seems to be alright? Shouldn't we release my older brother?"
Jiang Ming's face was grim.
He never expected Qiao Wanyue to resort to underhanded tactics.
Exposing Zhong Qingqing in front of so many people.
He couldn't help but curse Zhong Qingqing in his heart for being an idiot. Since she was pretending, why didn't she wait until Qiao Wanyue's family went to the farm before waking up?
Zhong Qingqing... she went all out.
That fucking hurts!
Jiang Ming: "Doctor, let's examine your body first."
The doctor who was stopped outside...
Zhong Qingqing was taken away for a check-up. The doctor used incomprehensible technical terms, such as sequelae and trauma, a whole bunch of professional jargon.
In conclusion: Take good care of yourself.
Zhong Qingqing lay on the bed, creaking and screaming, her whole body aching and feeling uncomfortable everywhere.
He's obviously a mangy dog.
Qiao Wanyue ignored her; the louder she yelled, the less bothered she was.
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