sjar Chapter 1011 You have to bear the consequences of your own actions!
Chapter 1011 You have to bear the consequences of your own actions!
As the four of them sat down, Zhu Haibing rubbed his hands and smiled: "The main reason I came here today is to discuss something with Xiao Zhou..."
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."
Zhou Qi glanced at Zhu Xiang who was sticking his neck out beside him, and the smell of gunpowder in the room became even stronger.
"Didn't my husband run into Nuonuo last time? Can you please raise your hand? The police are investigating closely, and the lawyer you hired is..."
Zhu Haibing was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"Director Zhu, are you joking? You are so capable, but you can't handle this matter?" Zhou Qi sneered, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"What happened to Nuonuo?" Zhou Mingfa stood up suddenly.
"It's just...my wife accidentally touched the child..." Zhu Haibing hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
"Mr. Zhu! Don't treat me as a fool!" Zhou Mingfa slammed his fist on the table, veins on his neck throbbing.
"Brother, calm down and listen to me..."
"What the hell! Xiao Qi, why didn't Nuonuo come to my place these days? What happened?"
Zhou Ming's eyes turned red with anxiety and he turned to stare at his nephew.
"Uncle, Nuonuo is fine. If you are worried about the child, I will ask Ruixue to bring her over this afternoon."
Zhou Mingfa finally recovered.
Zhou Qi recounted the events of the day from beginning to end:
Zhang Xiaohua took advantage of the situation and lifted the three-year-old Nuo Nuo over her head, almost causing him to fall onto the gravel road. If he fell onto the hard road covered with sharp gravel in the hot summer...
Zhu Haibing's face turned red and white, and sweat oozed from his forehead: "Brother, Xiao Qi, we are here today to seek reconciliation."
Then he winked at Zhu Xiang.
"Nono is such a lovable child, my wife is really crazy."
Zhu Haibing wiped his face and said, "Please bear with me. She is an ignorant woman. And what happened with Liangzi..."
His throat choked before he could finish his words.
Zhou Mingfa felt the cigarette box in his pocket and it was shaking. Thinking about the fact that the other party had just lost his son, he didn't say anything.
"Uncle, this is for your medical expenses."
Zhu Xiang took out a thick stack of 100-yuan bills and said, "Can we just forget about this?"
"Take it!"
Zhou Qi suddenly interrupted: "Whether to withdraw the lawsuit depends on our mood!"
"Brother, aren't the children all fine?" Zhu Xiang softened his tone.
"Okay?"
Zhou Qi slammed his fist on the table: "If I was half a second slower that day, Nuonuo's head would have been split open! Those gravel can cut a hole in the iron sheet. Your wife really wants to kill someone!"
This made Zhou Ming stand up in a rage, grab the banknotes and throw them in Zhu Haibing's face: "Take your dirty money and get out!"
"Brother, calm down! The incident at the glass factory was really Li..."
"Stop your mother's fart!"
The old man's veins popped out: "I admit that you schemed against me at the factory, but now you're not even going to let go of a three-year-old kid?"
Zhu Haibing suddenly knelt on the ground: "Please be kind! If the lawyer really catches me, my wife will have to go to jail! Liangzi is gone, can you bear to see my family destroyed?"
Zhou Qi watched the show coldly and felt sick.
Zhou Mingfa held onto the table and panted: "God has eyes! You have to bear the consequences of your own actions!"
The old man was shaking violently, and the half-smoked cigarette in his hand had already been crushed into powder.
"Xiao Qi, show the guests out!"
"Got it!"
Zhou Qi made a quick gesture to ask them to leave. Zhu Haibing continued to chatter: "What? Do you want me to ask you to leave personally?"
The father and son looked at each other and left the ward in shame.
Zhu Xiang suddenly turned around in the corridor and said, "Mr. Zhou, we have a grudge today!"
"Come on, I'll take your last name if I blink." Zhou Qi sneered with his arms crossed.
"You're shameless, aren't you? If my mother goes to jail, your whole family will be buried with her!" Veins bulged on Zhu Xiang's neck.
"Xiao Qi, slap him!" Zhou Mingfa, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly shouted.
Before he finished his words, Zhou Qi rushed out like an arrow, his right leg drawing a sharp arc and heading straight for the opponent's face.
Although Zhu Xiang is a retired soldier, he is actually just a ruffian in the army. His fancy military boxing skills are no match for professional combat training.
"Oh!"
The sound of shoes colliding with arms exploded in the corridor.
Although Zhu Xiang raised his arms to block, he was still knocked back and his lower back hit the wall heavily.
"I'm always here for you to take revenge."
Zhou Qi shook his trouser legs and turned around: "I'm afraid you're just making a lot of noise but doing little."
The father and son at the end of the corridor looked livid. Zhu Xiang covered his numb arm and gritted his teeth: "Just wait and see! If I can't kill your whole family, I will change my surname!"
"I'm waiting!"
Zhou Qi's voice echoed from the ward: "Don't just talk big!"
Back in the ward, Zhou Qi handed his second uncle a cup of water: "Grandpa is really tough today."
"Forget about plotting against my old bones..."
Zhou Mingfa squeezed the cup so hard that it made a crackling sound. "If anyone dares to touch my precious niece, I will tear them apart even if it costs my life! I will go back to work tomorrow."
"Your injury..."
"Flesh wounds!"
The old man lifted up his hospital gown to reveal the bandage: "The metal piece cut my blood vessels, it just looked scary."
As he was talking, Zhou Hua pushed the door open, carrying a net bag, and his aluminum lunch box jingled. "I just ran into Director Zhu of the glass factory. Why is his face as black as the bottom of a pot?"
"Never mind her!"
Zhou Mingfa opened the lid of the lunch box: "From now on, stew two black fish every day. They must be wild."
"Oh, the iron tree is blooming?"
Zhou Hua raised his eyebrows and teased: "Last time I bought some extra minced meat, you scolded me for a long time!"
"You have to strengthen your body."
The old man bit open the spine of the black fish, and the soup splashed on his beard: "To fight those jackals, you have to have the capital!"
Zhou Hua opened the lid of the thermos and white hot air rushed out in his face.
"My relatives in the countryside brought me some home-raised chickens and made some special soup for you to nourish your body." She said as she poured a bowl of hot soup.
Zhou Mingfa picked up the lunch box and dug into it: "Eat quickly! Xiao Qi, go buy some for yourself later. This is not enough to fill my stomach."
He had an especially strong appetite today, with oil dripping down the corners of his mouth.
Zhou Qi smiled and waved his hand: "Second Uncle, don't be polite to me."
As he was speaking, a young nurse in a white coat pushed the door open.
He took out his wallet, pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it over: "Girl, can you bring back two servings of fried noodles?"
Nowadays, "beauty" can't be called casually. The girl's ears turned red and she ran away briskly with the money in her hand.
"You're too loose-handed, kid!"
Zhou Hua twisted the lid of the thermos bucket and muttered, "Even if you make money, you have to be careful with your budget..."
"Mother, I have something to discuss with you."
Zhou Mingfa tore off a chicken leg and bit it until his mouth was full of oil, and the bones clanged in the aluminum lunch box.
"Say it!"
"We owe Xiao Qi and his wife too much over the years. I used to think he was a nobody, but now it seems that this guy is more capable than me as his uncle. I just found out that Nuonuo was almost killed by someone falling a few days ago..."
Zhou Hua slammed the table and stood up: "Who is this black-hearted guy? I'm going to..."
"Be quiet for a while! Go to their place more often after get off work."
Zhou Mingfa wiped his lips and said, "It has not been easy for my daughter-in-law these years. I have to compensate her well."
At the other end of the hospital corridor, Zhu's father and son were huddled in the fire escape, smoking.