As soon as Mother Qiao saw Fu Jingchen and Shi Jiunian, she thought of the scene on the main road, where Shi Jiunian expressionlessly pressed Qiao Shiyu's head and smashed it to the ground again and again.

The hand she placed on Mrs. Qiao's arm tightened.

Old Mrs. Qiao was in pain, secretly thinking that she had no future, and she was so frightened before she could do anything.

"Are you Qin Ming? My poor child, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?" After all, Mrs. Qiao has lived for more than 80 years and is the best at showing off. Her face is full of regrets. Qin Ming's heartache and worry: "Good boy, I'm so sorry. I didn't discipline that girl Shiyu and let her hurt you. You don't know that since you were hurt, I've been heartbroken and can't sleep or eat well." !”

No one spoke in the ward. Qin Ming looked at her sarcastically and said nothing.

Shi Jiunian was sitting on a chair, with his legs crossed, and he was playing casually with his mobile phone in his hand.

Fu Jingchen stood beside her, his eyes focused on her.

No one paid attention to her, and Mrs. Qiao did not feel embarrassed. She continued: "Girl, how are you? What did the doctor say? Is your body okay? Is it still hurting? Director He from the hospital and I still have some Friendship, do you want me to ask him to come over and treat you?"

Of course, these are kind words.

Old Mrs. Qiao didn't have the ability to invite Dean He. She just talked and tried to insinuate Qin Ming. She even knew Dean He from the First Hospital and had a wide network of contacts. I hope she wouldn't be ignorant.

Qin Ming looked retarded. Didn't she know that Dean He was the one who treated her injury?

Hearing this, Shi Jiunian finally raised his head and glanced at her with a sarcastic expression.

"Okay, if you want to say something, say it quickly. If you say such disgusting things again, get out!" Qin Ming really couldn't listen anymore.

Old Mrs. Qiao's face was gloomy. She was such an uneducated woman. How dare you talk to her like this!

But for Qiao Shiyu, she still endured it and said with a smile: "My child, you can ask for any request or how much money you want. This matter has already caused a big enough fuss, so let's forget it."

This was not a discussion tone, but more like an order.

The corners of Qin Ming's lips raised: "What if I don't want to and just let it go?"

Old Mrs. Qiao laughed, looked around, and finally found a chair to sit on: "Little girl, you'd better be wiser. If this matter gets too big, it won't be good for you or your parents."

"Are you threatening me?" Qin Ming narrowed her eyes.

"Your parents are just migrant workers, right? It was a miserable life back then. As long as you are willing to settle the matter, I can arrange a formal job for them."

Qin Ming laughed angrily.

Who told them that her parents were migrant workers?

She also said that she wanted to find a formal job for her parents?

This was the funniest joke she'd heard this year.

"Little girl, don't act out of anger," Mrs. Qiao said confidently, "Now, you have someone to help you, but how long can they help you? Offending the Qiao family is definitely not a wise choice for you, and ——”

Mrs. Qiao paused and continued: "I have contacted your parents, and they also said that they will not pursue the case any further."

She deliberately used Qin Ming's parents to pressure her, but Mrs. Qiao actually couldn't even find out where Qin Ming's parents were.

But she understood the characteristics of those poor people. They were timid and fearful, afraid of making trouble, and indifferent to family ties. They only saw money, so she sent them away with some money.

Mrs. Qiao felt that her idea was perfect, but she didn't realize that the people in the entire ward looked at her like they were looking at a fool.

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