After I was killed by domestic violence, I violently raped my whole family

"Brother Su Ping? Are you okay?" Ren Shan's face turned pale with fright when she heard Su Ping's groan.

Su An's scalp went numb when he heard Ren Shan's shouts. He raised his foot and kicked Lu Jin'an in the face, pulled the pistol out of his hand, and immediately turned back to check Su Ping's condition.

"Brother, how are you? Where are you injured?"

Su Ping grimaced in pain and held his arm with his hands. Blood spilled out of his cotton clothes.

Listening to Su An's questioning, he couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu An An, it hurts so much, brother, it hurts so much."

"Uh-huh, An'an, I'm going to die. My brother was shot and is going to die."

Su An's voice trembled unconsciously, "No, no, brother is fine."

Regardless of the cold, Ren Shan pursed her lips and quickly took off her coat, unbuttoned the thin singlet inside, handed the singlet to Su An, and then put on a coat for herself.

Su An quickly tied up Su Ping's wound with the thin singlet, then picked up the pistol on the ground and turned back to settle the score with Lu Jinan.

When he looked at it, he found that Lu Jinan, who was kneeling on the ground just now, was being carried by several people on the other side and ran towards the woods.

Su An's eyes turned red, he raised the gun in his hand and shot randomly into the woods.

Bang, bang, bang~

The screams came from inside, and the pistol in Su An's hand could no longer fire bullets. Only then did the anger in her heart dissipate a little.

Zuo Jinghuan was awakened by the sound of gunshots in the car. She climbed out of the car in a daze, her whole body spinning.

Su An rushed up and supported her, "Jinghuan, how are you? Can you still leave?"

"Shanshan, brother, please bear with me, let's leave quickly."

Ren Shan supported Su Ping and walked back. Su An picked up the bicycle on the ground and took Zuo Jinghuan to Fuqing Street.

Gunshots rang out, and maybe someone nearby would come over soon to check.

She didn't know who she had hit just now. Although this severe crackdown was over in January, if she was hit, not to mention Lu Jinan, she would be in trouble!

When Su An came out, there were two neighbors sitting in her house watching the TV.

So she and Ren Shan subconsciously headed towards the Zuo family.

Zuo's house is close to the entrance of Fuqing Street. All the surrounding households have turned off their lights. Only Hou Li still has the lights on, waiting for Zuo Jinghuan to get off work.

Similarly, Zuo Jing was late today, and she was looking at the door uneasily.

Listening to the movement outside, joy flashed across her face, and she quickly pulled up the curtain and opened the door to welcome her daughter.

"Jing Huan?"

In the darkness, Su An's voice was urgent, "Aunt Hou, come out and help, Jing Huan is injured."

Hou Li used the light from inside the room to see the blood on Zuo Jinghuan's head, and was so frightened that she almost fainted.

"Jing, Jing Huan...what...what's going on? Jing Huan?" Hou Li's voice was trembling.

"Auntie, stop shouting and get the people in first!"

Several people went inside. Hou Li suppressed the anxiety and panic in her heart and poured hot water for Zuo Jinghuan to cleanse her face.

Zuo Jinghuan's wound was not small. Hou Li's tears fell when she saw it. She wanted to ask something, but she didn't dare to ask when the atmosphere was so solemn.

Su Ping was in good spirits. Ren Shan and Su An took off his cotton-padded clothes and checked the wounds on his arms.

"Sister An An, we need to go to the hospital." Ren Shan's face was dark and her tone was cold.

Su Ping's bullet was still in his arm and he had to go to the hospital to take it out.

Hou Li also sobbed and said, "Jing Huan also needs to go to the hospital. Judging from the wound, he will probably need stitches."

Su An threw the coat in his hand to Ren Shan, "Put it on brother, I'll go back and ride a three-wheeler out, you guys wait here!"

When I hurried back home, the neighbors watching TV had dispersed, and Wang Xiaocui was still sitting in the living room waiting.

Seeing Su An push the door open, he stood up quickly.

"You're back? Why are you so late today?"

Su An came in, "Mom, brother is injured, I want to take him to the hospital now."

Wang Xiaocui was shocked and asked eagerly, "What? Ping Ping was injured? Where is the injury? Is it serious? Did you fall off the bike?"

"What about others?"

Su An opened the door and let Wang Xiaocui push the tricycle out, while replying, "Don't worry, it's okay, it's at Aunt Hou's house."

Su An drove Zuo Jinghuan, Su Ping and Ren Shan on a tricycle. Ren Shan supported Su Ping with one hand and used a flashlight to light the way for Su An.

Behind him is Hou Li, who is carrying Wang Xiaocui on a bicycle.

A group of people rushed to the hospital in such a hurry.

At this time, civilian guns were rampant, and doctors were so used to this kind of bullet wounds that they didn't even ask more questions.

Fighting with guns is too common in society. When villages fight, anti-aircraft guns and mortars are deployed. Even when neighbors quarrel next door, brothers can use guns to fight.

Zuo Jinghuan had three stitches on her head, and her face was a little pale because she had lost a lot of blood, and her whole body was wilted.

Su Ping, on the other hand, looked at the clips and tweezers that the doctor laid out to remove the bullet, and was so frightened that he hugged Wang Xiaocui and cried into a 170-pound baby.

He was so scared.

Su Ping's panic made Wang Xiaocui, Su An and Ren Shan very distressed.

After the injury was treated, it was already past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

Su Ping and Zuo Jinghuan lived in the same ward and were receiving intravenous injections. It was not a problem for Su An to see everyone gathered around here.

"Mom, you and Shanshan go back first. I'll watch from here. You have to go to the shop tomorrow. We don't need so many people here."

After saying that, Su An turned to Hou Li who was lying beside Zuo Jinghuan's bed and said politely, "Aunt Hou, why don't you go back and have a rest? You have to take care of her during the day tomorrow. There's nothing wrong now. I'll just watch. ”

Hou Li shook her head and refused to leave.

Wang Xiaocui was also reluctant to leave.

Ren Shan said, "Sister An'an, Auntie, I'll watch here. You go back. This ward is only so big in total, and there's no place to rest. There are too many people to disturb Brother Su Ping and Sister Jinghuan from resting. It doesn't matter now." It’s okay, just watch it alone.”

Su An turned around and went out without saying anything.

Since 85, hospitals have implemented two lines of revenue and expenditure. Most hospitals have a default unspoken rule.

Medical staff raise funds to buy recliners and rent them to family members of patients who stay with them at night. This money does not have to be turned over to the hospital.

Su An came to the nurse's desk alone and said to the nurse on duty, "Comrade nurse, rent a recliner."

The nurse smiled and said, "The rent is 2 cents and the deposit is yuan."

Su An handed over the money, and the little nurse carried the recliner and followed Su An to the ward.

She had to know which bed the family member of the ward had rented, so she could come and collect it in time tomorrow morning when the doctor and head nurse were not at work.

I helped arrange the deck chairs and told them when I would come to collect them tomorrow, and the other party left.

"Sister An'an, you go back with your aunt. I'll guard you tonight, and you can come over and take my place tomorrow during the day." Ren Shan said firmly.

Su An glanced at Su Ping worriedly and said nothing more.

"Aunt Hou, you should go back too. It's cold today and there's nothing going on here. I'll just keep an eye on it. You go back and pack the things Sister Jinghuan needs and bring them over tomorrow."