The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Chapter 222 Domestic Violence——Lu Huayu 12

The ambulance picked up the Ning Xuan brothers and rushed to the hospital. Xihe went to rest after eating and drinking, and was too lazy to care about them at all.

Feng Qi had nothing to do, so he ran to watch the fun.

When I arrived at the hospital, I met Mrs. Ning who came downstairs to buy food. When she saw her two grandsons were injured, she felt like the world had fallen on her. She cried and followed them to the emergency room.

She only stopped talking when the nurse asked her to pay the hospital bill.

She couldn't find her old man, so she had to call Ning Yu and ask her to come to the hospital.

When Ning Song heard that his son was injured, he could no longer sit still and ran towards the emergency room.

After a long wait, the two brothers were finally pushed out.

Ning Song hurried forward to ask the doctor: "Doctor, how is my son?"

"The rest of their injuries are fine, but their fingers will never heal, which will affect their lives in the future."

“Can they still hold a pen then?”

"I can't do that anymore. Several of my fingers are ruined. There's no chance of recovery. I can never hold a pen again."

"Bang!" Both sons were like this. Ning Song couldn't bear it and collapsed to the ground.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? They are still young and their lives are just beginning. What will they do in the future?"

"Wow, who the hell did this? My poor grandson..." Old Lady Ning collapsed on the ground, slapping her thigh and crying.

"Let's call the police, call the police, and arrest that bastard..."

"Family members, please calm down. They said they got the shot at home..." The doctor raised his glasses and said in a deep voice.

"Doctor, what do you mean?"

"They said it was a fight between two people."

Listening to the doctor's words, Ning Song was dumbfounded. Did they eat too much? Why did they destroy each other's fingers?

Looking at his son lying on the hospital bed, Ning Song felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to do.

"Son, they are all like this, and your wife hasn't come yet. Was she the one who beat them?" Mrs. Ning covered her grandson with a quilt with a distressed look on her face and asked Ning Song.

"It can't be anyone else except her. We will know when they wake up. If she did it, I will do anything to seek justice for the two children." Ning Song gritted his teeth in hatred when he mentioned Xihe.

"Okay, I'll listen to you..." Before Mrs. Ning could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ning Shuo.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me..." Ning Shuo sat up suddenly, gasping for breath.

"Xiao Shuo, are you awake?" Granny Ning looked at her grandson with surprise and spoke softly.

"Milk?"

"Hey!" Granny Ning helped Ning Shuo lie down and asked softly, "Xiao Shuo, who beat you up like this?"

"We fought each other. He hit me and I hit him, and that's how it ended up." Ning Shuo blurted out. After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Why are you fighting? What made you fight to the death?" Ning Song covered his wound and yelled at Ning Shuo.

"I don't know, I can't explain it clearly, my head hurts so much..." Ning Shuo heard his father's roar, and he hugged his head and started crying.

"Okay, okay, stop asking, let him rest first..." Mrs. Ning hurriedly interrupted Ning Song and went to comfort Ning Shuo.

Ning Xuan woke up as soon as Ning Shuo lay down on the bed. When he saw Ning Shuo beside him, he started cursing.

Afraid that they would get too emotional and cause more trouble, Ning Yu and the others had to step forward to mediate.

Ning Xuan looked at his injuries, he was furious and pushed Ning Song hard.

Coincidentally, Ning Song bumped into the corner of the table and a big hole was directly knocked on his forehead.

Ning Yu ran to find a doctor in a panic, but before the doctor entered the ward, Ning Song had passed away.

As soon as Ning Song died, Xihe entered the ward. She looked at Ning Xuan and said coldly, "You unfilial son! You pushed your own father away."

"No, it's not me, I didn't mean it..." Looking at Ning Song lying on the ground, Ning Xuan was frightened and explained at a loss.

"No? Didn't he die at your hands?"

"I……"

"Son! My son..." Mrs. Ning cried while holding Ning Song's body.

Ning Xuan stopped making a fuss and climbed down from the bed with difficulty, looking at his father's body with horror.

"Ning Xuan, you are a murderer. You killed your own father..." Ning Shuo sat on the bed, gloating.

"No, I didn't, I didn't mean it..." Ning Xuan was so excited that he fell to the ground with his body tilted.

"Pa pa pa..." Xi He raised his hand and slapped him several times, pulling his face and saying coldly: "Your father is dead, why are you so happy?"

"Mom, I..."

"Don't call me mom." Xihe interrupted him and said bitterly, "Giving birth to you two is a sin. One of you killed your father, and the other didn't feel sad at all about his father's death. Raising you is worse than raising animals..."

Xihe's voice was quite loud. Everyone gathered at the door of the ward heard what Xihe said, and they all looked at Ning Shuo with surprise.

"Mom, you can't talk nonsense, I didn't..." Ning Shuo was trying to save face now, and he couldn't stand the pointing and talking of people around him.

"I don't know what you mean. I just see that you still have the mood to argue with your mother at this time..."

As soon as Xihe finished speaking, Ning Shuo's expression changed immediately.

"Stop crying, take you to the crematorium quickly! How can others recover if you cry like this?" Xihe pulled Mrs. Ning and said in a cold voice.

"I... I'll go find a doctor to save him..." Mrs. Ning gently put her son down, struggled to get up, and stumbled towards the door.

"Don't go, he's dead."

"Wuwuwu..." Hearing Xihe's cruel words, Mrs. Ning leaned against the wall and burst into tears.

"Get up and send your father to the crematorium quickly." Xihe kicked Ning Xuan on the ground and said coldly.

"I... I hurt all over..." Ning Xuan opened his eyes and uttered a few words with difficulty.

"Just bear with the pain, hurry up."

Seeing Xihe's cold expression, he could only crawl up from the ground with difficulty.

"Hurry up too." When Ning Shuo saw Xihe walking towards him, he immediately went towards Ning Song.

By the time Ning Song was taken away to the crematorium, everyone in the hospital knew about what had happened to Ning Song and the others.

Everyone says that you shouldn't raise sons like them, as raising them is a sin.

After Ning Song was sent to the crematorium, Ning Shuo notified Old Man Ning. Old Man Ning, who was still playing cards, collapsed to the ground upon hearing this.

It was his poker friends who sent him to the crematorium, and he was heartbroken looking at his son.

When Ning Song was sent into the crematorium, he regained consciousness.

He was horrified at the pain in his body. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't open his mouth.