Chapter 343 Hospitalization

Xia Zhizhi went up and punched Song Zhijie as well: "What are you barking about? I've already said that you are mine for life and death. I have the final say on our marriage, and you, a worthless person like me, have no right to be picky!"

Song Zhijie was hit hard by the punch and flew three steps away, falling on his grandmother's needlework basket. Before the pain in his jaw came, his buttocks felt hot.

Xia Zhizhi put her hands on her hips, snorted coldly, and said domineeringly: "I'm going to make this clear. As long as you still like women, you can only marry me. You have to marry me even if you don't want to. Even if you die, your corpse must be presented to me for marriage. If you dare to say these nonsense again, this day next year will be the anniversary of the death of your family of five!"

Song Zhijie no longer cared about what Xia Zhizhi said. Seven or eight needles, some thick and some thin, were inserted into his buttocks. He fell to the ground, groaning miserably.

Ma Chun felt sorry for her son. Since her identity had been exposed, she stopped pretending and hurried over to rub her precious son's butt: "My dear, you must be hurt from the fall. Let me rub it for you!"

There were needles on Song Zhijie's butt. When she rubbed it like that, all of them were pierced into the flesh. He immediately screamed like a slaughtered pig.

Ma Chun was startled and panicked, not knowing what to do: "What's wrong, son? What happened?"

Song Zhijie was afraid that she would rub him again, so he put his hand over the painful spot and said, "The needle is stuck in!"

Ma Chun was about to take off his pants and pick them out for him, but Xia Zhizhi was not interested in Song Zhijie's butt.

Seeing that the Song family was a bit busy now, with Old Lady Song taking care of Old Man Song, and Song Yong and Ma Chun taking care of Song Zhijie, they really couldn't spare anyone to greet her, so she considerately withdrew, closed the door, and prepared to go home.

When Xia Zhizhi was walking back, one of the ladies sighed, "Wow, you brought so many things, but you didn't even leave us a meal?"

Xia Zhizhi looked disappointed, and tried to explain: "It's a coincidence, their family is busy right now and can't spare the time to entertain us."

The eldest mother said, "The Song family is so shameless. Why didn't they say they were busy when they accepted the gift?"

Xia Zhizhi continued to pretend and said considerately, "It's okay, I'm fine. It's the same if I go back to eat."

After beating the man, Xia Zhizhi patted his butt and left, leaving the Song family of five in chaos at home.

The old man of the Song family was not young anymore, and he had a big belly. Although he looked ruddy, he actually had three highs. He couldn't stand being beaten and scolded at his age, so he passed out not long after Xia Zhizhi left.

The Song family hurriedly sent the old and the child to the hospital.

Song Zhijie was sent for surgery. The needle was deeply embedded in the flesh and could not be removed by hand. They could only make an incision and squeeze it out. Fortunately, he was young and the wounds were minor, so it was not a big problem.

It was just that Old Man Song's condition was a little more serious. After he woke up, his mouth was crooked, he was drooling, he couldn't speak fully, and half of his body couldn't move.

The symptoms of numbness on one side of the body, crooked mouth and tongue, and slurred speech are manifestations of a stroke. The doctor said that fortunately the patient was brought to the hospital in time. He needs to stay in the hospital for a while, take some medicine, get acupuncture, massage, and exercise, and there is still a possibility of recovery.

The Song family suddenly had two new patients. Song Zhijie was relatively better off. After all, he was a young man and could handle it. He only needed to help with changing dressings and eating.

The old man of the Song family was paralyzed on the bed, unable to speak, and needed someone to take care of his excrement and piss. He was fat, and it was impossible to move him without two people, not to mention how exhausting it was.

It was already the 28th of December when Xia Zhizhi learned the news. Xia Qingqing told her when she returned from the army.

The Song family had been serving the fat old man for a few days, but they couldn't stand it anymore, so they went to the army to find Song Zhili. After all, he was also involved as the grandfather, and he couldn't just shirk away.

Song Zhili naturally didn't want to come back, but the old Song family wouldn't let him go and went straight to his leader to complain.

Song Zhili was even more ruthless and directly applied for a mission.

There is no other way. After all, as a soldier, since you have decided to join the army to defend your country, you are destined to put the mission first.

In the end, the Song family took some money back from Song Zhili.

While Xia Zhizhi was eating melon seeds, she listened to Xia Qingqing's description of the Song family's troubles in the army: "This is the first time I've seen people like the Song family in my life. I only knew they were unreliable, but I didn't expect them to be so ugly."

In the past, the Song family had been successful and had a certain status. They also had the leverage over Xia Bangguo, so with the support of a big tree, they could naturally hold on.

Now that Xia Zhizhi is back, their lives have been in dire straits in recent days. Life has been so unhappy, and they have accumulated so much negative emotions. Under such pressure, it is good not to go crazy. How many people can behave decently?

The Song family was planning to go to the Xia family to discuss the child exchange, but with two sick people at home, they really couldn't spare the time.

Xia Qingqing was not the type to gossip, so when it came to her marriage, in order not to embarrass her family, she refrained from saying a word.

The reason why he meddles in other people's business and says so much is that he wants Xia Zhizhi to understand the character of his family and turn back in time.

Seeing Xia Zhizhi listening to the story with such a carefree look, he couldn't help but poke her head with his finger: "After hearing so much, don't you have any thoughts in your mind?"

Xia Zhizhi paused while eating melon seeds. "They are so pitiful. Why did they have to go to the hospital during Chinese New Year? I want to go see them tomorrow."

Seeing her sister so pure and kind, Xia Qingqing said angrily, "People say that a little can reveal a lot. Just look at the way the Song family does things and you'll know their character. People like them would want to stay away from them. Why are you still trying to get close to them?"

Xia Zhizhi advised her: "Don't be angry, sister. Let's think positively. If Song Zhijie died in the hospital due to wound infection, wouldn't the things you're worried about not happen?"

After hearing what Xia Zhizhi said, Xia Qingqing fell silent.

Xia Qingqing didn't think her sister was a bad person, but in Xia Qingqing's heart, Song Zhijie was Wang Fang's only bloodline, and people of that era still attached great importance to this.

Xia Qingqing doesn't want Wang Fang's bloodline to be cut off.

Even though Xia Qingqing doesn't like Song Zhijie at all, and even though the two families have now fallen out, for the sake of the late Wang Fang, she still hopes that Song Zhijie can live a good life.

Of course, it would be better if he could come to his senses and stop being idle and become a positive young man. If there really comes such a day and Song Zhijie needs help, the Xia family will still lend him a helping hand for Wang Fang's sake.