Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

Li Songhua was ultimately unable to escape and was forcibly pressed onto the examination bed by a group of medical staff. Cold instruments moved across her body, and ultimately confirmed the chilling result - stage II heart disease. All suspense vanished.

Ling Yu's eyes turned red in an instant. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Mom, how can you be so shameless? How could you do such a thing?" His voice was filled with uncontrollable anger and disappointment.

Li Songhua's face turned pale in an instant. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Zhang Yan rushed over angrily. She grabbed Li Songhua's hair and slapped her hard. "You shameless old woman, now you've ruined your own grandson like this. Are you happy?"

Seeing this, Ling Yu's eyes flashed with pain. He grabbed Zhang Yan's arm to stop her from moving, "Why did you hit my mother? She is your elder after all!" There was a hint of helplessness and pleading in his voice.

Zhang Yan seemed to have lost her mind. She widened her eyes and stared at Ling Yu fiercely, "You helped her beat me? She hurt your son like this, and you still protect her? Do you have any conscience?" Her voice trembled and tears welled up in her eyes.

Ling Yu took a deep breath and stared into Zhang Yan's eyes. "No matter how many faults she has, she is still my mother! It's not easy for her to raise me. I can't let you treat her like this!" His tone was firm and resolute.

"Okay, your mother had it tough, but I have it easy, right?" Zhang Yan roared, suddenly breaking free from Ling Yu's restraints and punching him in the face. Ling Yu was caught off guard and stumbled a few steps.

In an instant, the two of them were like two angry beasts, tearing each other apart.

Fists and kicks clashed, dust flew, and the whole room echoed with their roars and collisions.

Ling Jinxing was standing not far away, watching this farce coldly, as if he was watching a drama that had nothing to do with him.

She gently shook the milk tea in her hand, a playful smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

She found a chair to sit down, crossed her legs, and prepared to enjoy this "family battle".

The spectators around also gathered around, pointing and talking.

After understanding the whole story, some people couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, "It's that old lady. She's in her fifties and still having affairs. She contracted a dirty disease and even passed it on to her grandson!"

"Oh my God, he is still messing around at such an old age? How old is that child? It's so pitiful!" A woman covered her mouth, her eyes full of sympathy.

"That's right. If it's an incurable disease, wouldn't the child's life be ruined?" another person echoed, his face full of worry.

The fight between Ling Yu and Zhang Yan became more and more intense, and more and more spectators gathered around.

Some people tried to intervene, but were scared back by their anger. This family war seemed to have no end, and it finally stopped when both sides were exhausted.

The farce finally came to an end when the hospital security arrived like a miracle soldier.

Ling Yu and Zhang Yan were forcibly pulled apart. Zhang Yan, clutching her stomach, limped into the ward. Before leaving, she glared at Ling Yu fiercely, a look that seemed to cut him into pieces. She walked straight to her son's bedside and began to carefully tend to him.

Ling Yu stood there in a daze, staring at his mother, Li Songhua, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. His heart felt as if it were being gnawed by millions of ants, causing him to itch and ache unbearably.

At this time, the doctor walked out of the office and said to Ling Yu with a serious expression: "Since things have developed to this point, you and your wife should go for a comprehensive examination together, just in case." There was a hint of imperceptible sympathy in the doctor's words.

Although Ling Yu was as irritated as an ant on a hot pan, he suppressed his anger and took Zhang Yan to the examination room.

As expected, both of them had been infected with the dreaded virus, and it was no longer in the early stages.

This means that the whole family will have to undergo lengthy treatment.

After Li Songhua learned the news, she added fuel to the fire. She walked up to Ling Jinxing angrily, her eyes full of resentment and malice.

"You little bitch, did you know this a long time ago, so you deliberately avoided me?" she said gritting her teeth.

Ling Jinxing, however, acted as if nothing had happened. She smiled gently, a hint of subtle cunning in her smile. "Mom, what are you talking about? I just happened to be busy that day." Her words were understated, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

Li Songhua refused to give up. She continued to roar, "Sure enough, I shouldn't have kept you, little bitch! You are a disaster!" Her voice was as cold as a snake, which made people shudder.

Ling Jinxing remained calm. She said calmly, "Mom, it's no use talking about this now. You should focus on healing your illness and stop worrying about what I'm doing!"

Li Songhua was extremely angry, but his grandson was still in the hospital, so he could only give Ling Jinxing a vicious look and leave.

The moment Ling Jinxing stepped out of the hospital gate, he caught a glimpse of something strange in the crowd not far away from the corner of his eye.

A few curious people were holding their mobile phones, and the video playing on the screen was the thrilling fight video between Ling Yu and Zhang Yan, accompanied by an incendiary title, which attracted the attention of people around them.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he already had a plan in mind.

In order to make the storm more intense, Ling Jinxing took out his mobile phone without hesitation, and with a tap of his finger, a large amount of money flowed instantly, just to ensure that this video would top the hot search list and become the focus of heated discussion in the city.

As it turned out, her judgment was correct.

In this age of information explosion, the more bizarre and strange the events are, the more they can arouse people's curiosity.

The video spread quickly across the Internet like wildfire.

However, what no one expected was that it was not the protagonist Li Songhua in the video who became popular, but the elderly men who were entangled with her.

As soon as the news came out, the hospital instantly became the center of the storm.

Groups of people, as if drawn by invisible threads, flocked to the hospital, their target heading straight for Li Songhua's ward.

There were all kinds of people, young and old, men and women. Some were angry, some were curious, and some were sarcastic. They surrounded the ward so tightly that even a fly could hardly fly in.

Ling Jinxing stood on the edge of the crowd, watching everything coldly.

She saw some people waving their arms excitedly and shouting loudly; others were holding their mobile phones and filming non-stop, trying to find a sense of existence in the chaos.

In the ward, Li Songming's face was pale, her eyes full of fear and helplessness. She seemed to have never thought that her momentary indulgence would lead to such overwhelming anger.