Chapter 1120: What to mess with, don't mess with

"To do this today is to let you implement the charges and let everyone see your face clearly. As for the truth, you have more thoughts. We will find out sooner or later anyway."
Xia Rushuang's heart trembled: "I ... I promise ... As long as I can live ... what do you want to know, I can tell you all."
Yue Tingfeng still didn't move: "This ... you are so cunning, how do I know if you can believe what you say, just in case you live, don't say it."
Mrs. You's eyes turned black for a while, she knew she was going to die: "I must ... must say ... really ... really ... not to mention ... even if I die ... don't you ... Do you think you have caught ... behind the scenes? I'm Wei ... Wei ... "
Mrs. You did not finish talking, and finally lost too much blood and passed out completely.
Yue Tingfeng stood up, turned around, and said to the doctor outside the door, "Send to the operating room."
The doctor and nurse rushed in and raised Madam You.
Xia Rushuang was quickly taken to the operating room, and the doctors were ready to stop the blood transfusion and take the bullet.
Yu Chi was wearing sterile clothes and stood in the operating room to prevent accidents.
Yue Tingfeng walked behind Xia Anlan and said, "Well, how are you going to pack her?"
Xia Anlan: "What do you think?"
Yue Tingfeng shook her head: "She won't admit it so easily, because she knows that once she admits it, her death is here, and that's her ... the last card."
Cheyenne Lan said indifferently: "Are there still games?"
At midnight, there was drizzle outside, the air was very tidal, and the temperature was very low. However, Yue Yue felt that the temperature on Xia Anlan was lower.
Yue Tingfeng said for a moment: "But, such a woman ... when life is at stake, does she care about her son?"
Xia Anlan watched the raindrops falling on the glass. "Now that you have caught someone, there is always a way."
Yue Tingfeng nodded: "What is said is that she has come to this place, and she can't help her anymore, hey, I'll go and see Qingsi and grandma."
Xia Anlan nodded.
Yue heard the wind take two steps, suddenly remembered one thing, turned her head and asked: "Well ... she said, she would know the prophet, do you think ... is it possible?"
"What do you say?"
Yue Tingfeng shrugged and turned away.
If there were any unknown prophets, Xia Rushuang would still fall on this child? gab!
Yue Tingfeng came to the outside of the emergency room door and didn't wait long before the light went out.
The doctor came out, and Yan Qingsiyue listened to the wind and hurried forward: "Doctor, how is my grandfather?"
"The old man is always healthy. This time ... he was in a hurry, causing a sudden rise in blood pressure. The rescue was timely. The problem is not big, but he should pay attention to emotional fluctuations in the future."
"Okay, thank you doctor."
Yan Qingsi turned to the old lady and said, "Grandma, it's okay. You go to rest. If you fall down again, what can you do?"
The old lady was relieved: "Okay ... I take a look at your grandfather and go to rest."
The nurse transferred the old man to the ward, where he and the old lady shared a room.
All night soldiers and horses were chaotic and finally quiet.
Yan Qingsi found Xia Anlan: "Well, tonight, I'm here to listen to the wind, you go back to rest, and bring Aunt Yue back with us, we can't send her."
Xia Anlan rubbed her head: "Okay!"