Upon hearing this, Ning Jing's eyelids twitched violently.
She couldn't help but think that Fu Hongxing's head seemed to be in the same situation, with the bullet pressing on his nerves, making surgery impossible under the current conditions.
However, since Xiaofeng's brain was congested with blood, the doctor said that they should observe her for a while before making any further decisions.
Because some bruising may be absorbed gradually as the wound heals.
In that case, there would be no need for a removal surgery.
However, these are all thoughts in a positive light.
There is also a high possibility that if the blood clot cannot be absorbed, it will compress the nerves, and Xiaofeng's life will be in imminent danger.
At that point, whether or not the surgery to remove the blood clot is performed, the chances of survival are very slim.
Seeing Xiao Feng's hair shaved off and her head wrapped up like a ball, Ning Jing couldn't help but cry and collapsed into Fu Hongxing's arms.
Sobbing with self-blame, she cried, "It's all my fault. If only I hadn't let you take them home that day! It's all my fault. I should have called the police as soon as I saw the injuries on her body."
Fu Hongxing held his wife tightly, trying to hold back the tears welling up in his eyes.
Then, patting Ning Jing on the back, he gritted his teeth and comforted her, "Shh, it's not your fault. Nobody expected it to turn out like this. Even tigers don't eat their cubs. Don't take the blame for other people's mistakes."
Ning Jing listened to Fu Hongxing's words, her eyes filled with tears, and turned to look at Xiao Feng, who was pale and unconscious.
Her slender arm was stuck with needles and an IV drip; it was heartbreaking.
"But... is Xiao Feng just going to suffer like this for nothing?"
Thinking of what Mao Dashan said, if Xiao Feng's injuries were really inflicted by Fu Xiuye, I really don't know how they would be dealt with under the current punishment.
Even if Xiao Feng is beaten to death, Fu Xiuye probably won't get a long sentence!
Thinking of this, Ning Jing couldn't help but clench her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms.
How could she do that?
She carried this child for ten months and gave birth to it. Doesn't she feel even a little bit of pity and heartache?
When Fu Hongxing saw Ning Jing's clenched fist, he quickly reached out to stop her.
"Don't worry, Xiaofeng's suffering won't just end like this!"
He pried open his wife's palm and saw the crescent-shaped marks left by her pinching. He said with heartache.
When the village chief saw Fu Hongxing take Xiaofeng to the hospital, he looked at the two even smaller girls crying together and had a headache.
Upon seeing this, Aunt Mao stepped forward and said, "Village Chief, the two children are frightened. Let me take them to my house for a while!"
The village chief nodded with satisfaction when he saw that Aunt Mao had taken the initiative to say this.
But when he turned his head, he saw Fu Xiuye, who was being held down on the ground and still struggling desperately, glaring hatefully at Old Lady Zhang, and his head started to ache again.
These terrible things keep happening one after another, like a grand opera.
At first, Old Lady Zhang was groaning and moaning, but when she saw Fu Xiuye's eyes, she couldn't help but touch her arm; it was truly chilling.
However, later on, seeing that everyone was holding her down tightly, she became bolder.
Hearing Fu Xiuye's furious insults, she couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
She darted towards Fu Xiuye with her small feet and slapped her across the face several times in a row.
Fu Xiuye's cheek, which had just been stitched up, reopened after being slapped several times by Old Lady Zhang, and blood immediately seeped through the gauze.
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