Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

An Xia didn't even push her wheelchair, and threw it to the door and rushed in.

She saw Ye Mengwei standing on the hospital bed with a face full of horror, jumping, screaming, and stepping back.

It seemed that she was not standing above the hospital bed, but standing on the edge of a cliff that would fall to pieces, and Mrs. An was the bad guy who would push her into the abyss, which scared her.

It wasn't until the back touched the wall, as if he had found a sense of security, that the panic on his face faded a little.

Next to him, the nurse on duty hurriedly pressed the bell for help, and was about to notify the doctor to come over and check, but the arm was hit by the old lady's crutches, preventing her from calling for help.

The pain was so painful that the nurse's face changed.

"Nurse, I'm dealing with housework, you go out immediately." The old face ordered the nurse to go out with a gloomy face. It was not a turn for a little nurse to intervene in the housework. "You dare to pretend to be crazy in front of me... Ning Xue, you Make her sober."

Mu Ningxue sighed helplessly to the nurse: "You will only make my sister crazy even if you do this. Her illness is different. She will wake up immediately after a few strokes."

The nurses are dumbfounded, wake up?

The cold-faced An Xia threw away the wheelchair, and suddenly appeared in front of the old lady An.

The shot, like lightning, with vigour, slammed the old face of Mrs. An.

Sober sober?

It has to be clear to some people.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The slap came again and again, and the sound was loud enough to be heard in the ward next door.

At the last moment, An Xia's hand strength increased again, and she knocked Mrs. An to the ground.

An Yangyang was already stunned, not knowing what he was going to do. Mu Ningxue waited until the old lady fell to the ground before screaming to help the old lady, "Ah, mom, mom! How are you, mom!"

The old lady An is not very good, her old face is like a glass uric acid allergy, red, swollen, and light, making Muning Xue's heart beating.

As soon as his hand reached the old lady's arm, before he lifted it up, a pair of black sneakers appeared in front of Mu Ningxue. When he looked up, he saw a face that was as bright as a cold moon and scorched like a peach and plum. It was An Xia!

At this moment, she stood condescendingly, her eyes drooping slightly, as if standing in the clouds in indifference, looking down at the ruler of mayfly and ants.

Mu Ningxue grabbed the old lady's arm tightly, crying, her voice not high or low accusing, "Xia'er, how come you have become like this? The old lady is your grandmother. As a granddaughter, why are you? Can beat grandma."

"Mom, you wake up soon, doctor, doctor... nurse, nurse, my old lady was knocked out, come and have a look."

Little bitch, if you don't make you a "community death" today, my surname will not be "Mu"!

There are patients and family members from outside, and granddaughter beats grandmother? Unfilial!

An Xia glanced at the mistress who started to pretend, and the corners of her mouth twitched a little, playing "Who is weak is reasonable"?

This way is with her, it doesn't work!

Indifferent: "I haven't seen any old lady driving a decent daughter-in-law crazy in order to bring her niece Misan into the house."

what!

Is this woman a mistress, or the niece of the old lady?

It is too vicious to give a niece to his son as a junior, and to drive a normal daughter-in-law crazy.

Mu Ningxue did not succeed in becoming a teacher, and did not get An Xia to "community death", but instead caused herself to "community death". She was ashamed and annoyed. She used her unprofitable tricks, and whispered aggrievedly.

Little bitch! Wait for Yang Yang to marry into Bo's family, let her be optimistic!