Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Song Rui was immediately overjoyed, “Dr Liu! Please save my son! As long as you can save him, I am willing to give you anything!”

“Tch…do you think I would be interested in your stuff?” Liu Yu rolled his eyes.

If not for Huo Yunque, he wouldn’t even be there

The door to the emergency operating theater opened and Liu Yu walked in with a serious expression. At the same time, he received Song Wenchuan’s medical report.

The more he looked at it, the faster his eyelids twitched.

However, Zhou Manli lost her mind. She had never heard of Liu Yu before. All she saw was a disheveled young man who looked like a hooligan.

So she grabbed onto him stubbornly and did not let him go. “Who are you? Did Song Yaoyao call you? Don’t hurt my son!”

“Zhou Manli!” Song Rui’s temples twitched.

At this moment, Song Yaoyao’s patience reached its limit. She suddenly strode over, wrapped her hand around Zhou Manli’s neck, and pressed her against the wall.

Everyone was caught by surprise.

Her eyes were bloodshot and veins popped out from her hands as hostility filled the air.

“Ugh—” The whites of Zhou Manli’s eyes began to show. She hit Song Yaoyao’s hand frantically, but Song Yaoyao lifted her with one hand and she felt her feet leave the ground.

“If you were to die today, I wouldn’t even blink. If you want Song Wenchuan to live, then behave; otherwise, I don’t mind killing you right here!”

Tang Xinrou and the others stood at a distance and opened their mouths in shock.

“Liu Yu, are you going in or not?” the man’s voice was indifferent without any fluctuation.

Everyone was stunned. Elder Huo was the only one who snapped out of his daze quickly. He smiled; not minding what Song Yaoyao was doing.

To be honest, what was the big deal if she killed her so-called mother? It wasn’t like the Huos couldn’t protect her.

For this brainless woman, death was ideal.

But…

…the girl’s hands were clean and fair; it wasn’t right for her to take on this responsibility.

Elder Huo looked at his son; he was already moving.

He quietly approached Song Yaoyao, but he did not stop her!

Meanwhile, Song Rui was losing his patience. He wanted to walk over and pull Song Yaoyao away.

There was something wrong with the current Song Yaoyao. It was like she was possessed without any sense of humanity.

“Huo Qi.” Huo Yunque lifted his chin slightly.

Huo Qi stopped Song Rui with one hand. Song Rui’s mind was a mess and his hands trembled.

Zhou Manli’s face was red and swollen. If Song Yaoyao applied any more strength, Song Rui was sure that his wife would die right in front of him.

“Song Yaoyao! She is your mother! Have you lost your mind?!”

Song Yaoyao did not move; she completely ignored him.

Song Rui called for his bodyguards, but Huo Qi and his men blocked them and they were unable to get through.

Down the hospital corridor which smelled of disinfectant, every second was precious inside the emergency theater, while outside, death filled the air.

Zhou Manli truly sensed despair. Her breathing slowed down and her hands fell weak.

Elder Huo’s lips twitched.

“Small Uncle! Hurry and stop Song Yaoyao!” Huo Ningxi said anxiously. “She’s going to kill someone!”

Huo Yunque burst into laughter. “I know.”

So what?

He stood calmly beside Song Yaoyao like a guardian with his dark eyes and mighty presence. He was like a sharp blade that had already experienced the taste of blood.

Huo Yunque was too casual about the entire thing. He played with the prayer beads on his wrist, and his lowered eyes were filled with benevolence.

But everyone knew that it was all an illusion.