Chapter 1170: The gift for her is death

Xia Rushuang made a short scream and couldn't make any more noise. The severe pain was beyond description in any language. Pouring alcohol on the wound was more painful than pouring a handful of salt. ,
Xia Rushuang's body twitched, his body was convulsed, his mouth was open, his eyes kept rolling, his throat made a grunt sound, and he couldn't take a breath, and the pain seemed to be dead at any time.
The doctor and the nurse saw the scene just before, and their legs were frightened.
There were two nurses, who were so scared that they couldn't say anything with their mouths covered in tears.
Yan Qingsi swept over them, and they shook like a sieve.
She terminated the video and said, "Give Xia a good treatment, and I will keep her alive."
The doctor immediately yelled, "Yes, yes ... definitely, surely ..."
Yan Qingsi waved her hand: "Go."
The doctors and nurses did not dare to neglect for a moment and rushed up.
Yan Qingsi stepped out of the ward, and the bodyguards at the door were used to the scene, and her face did not change.
The cell phone rang. It was Yue Tingfeng's call.
Yan Qingsi: "Hey."
"Done, mom? I'll pick you up at the hospital."
Yan Qingsi was surprised: "You are so fast?"
Yue Tingfeng said easily, "Hey, talk to my mother, as far as my IQ is concerned, that's not a trifle."
Yan Qingsi raised her lips: "Okay, then come here, I'm leaving."
"You wait for me, I'm already on my way, I'll be there soon."
"Drive slowly."
"I know, wife."
Hanging up the phone, Yan Qingsi went downstairs, found a bench and waited for Yue to listen to the wind.
Coming out of it, she had disinfectant water, alcohol, and ... a smell. Yan Qingsi wanted the autumn wind outside to blow the body away.
She didn't have much pleasure to torture Xia Rushuang. She actually hated blood. She looked at the wounds on Xia Rushuang's body, her scalp was tingling, and she smelled of that thick smell. The way to let her go easily.
Her mother has been miserable all her life. As a daughter, why should she let go of that culprit?
Whenever it is reported injustice, it is shit, only incompetent people will use this sentence to comfort themselves.
......
The doctor did not dare to use Xia Rushuang with painkillers. When the wound was stitched up, Xia Rushuang fainted, then woke up, and tortured and pained again and again, and she would never disappear.
In the end, the pain was so extreme that Xia Rushuang seemed to have an illusion before her eyes, and she saw the scene when she was a child.
In my ear, I heard the childish voice in my ear.
"Sister, where are we going?"
"Sister takes you to a good place. Our little 5th birthday is coming. Sister will give you a birthday gift."
"Wow, really, sister is so good ... Xiao Ai likes sister most."
"So ... does Xiao Ai like her sister or brother?"
"Brother ... Brother ... is the favorite ..."
"Come on, the present from your sister is in there, and the sister will surprise you."
"Thank you sister ..."
So, Xiao Ai never came out after entering the house.
Because the gift she gave her was-Death!
Xia Rushuang could not tell whether she was in a coma or awake. She shook her head constantly and said in her mouth: "I'm right ... I'm not ... wrong, I'm here to change everything ... I'm not wrong It's you, you're all wrong ... "
The nurse whispered, "What is she ...?"