Chapter 107 Remember to Close the Doors and Windows Before Going to Bed
Wu Wenyue had a severe cold, high fever turned into pneumonia, and needed three days of transfusion.
Seeing An Xia come in, she was so startled that she sat up while resting on the hospital bed, her eyes were terrified, "You, you... what are you going to do."
"Who wants to kill me." An Xia stood beside the hospital bed, straight to the point, and said coldly, "My patience is limited, so stop talking nonsense."
Wu Wenyue was so shocked that she almost exploded, she subconsciously denied it, "What, what, I, I, I... I don't know what you mean."
"Tongue tied? Need to straighten it?"
He casually picked up the tweezers that had been placed on the medical bracket, the sharp tweezers flickered with a cold light, and Wu Wenyue's face was so horrified that the blood faded away, and he closed his eyes tightly, trying to refuse to answer in this useless way.
Approaching, the cold tip of the tweezers is close to the lips, and if you get closer, you will pry your teeth in. Wu Wenyue's whole body trembles like Luo Li in the autumn wind, trembling, and all the cells in her body are screaming in terror.
The chapped lips were pierced, and the cold and sharp touch made Wu Wenyue scream.
"Ahh, I said, I said."
Opening her eyes, she saw a bloodthirsty and ferocious face, so beautiful, yet so frightening to her.
"Mrs. Song, it's Mrs. Song."
An Xia didn't even force her to ask, she just tried lightly and pried Wu Wenyue's mouth open.
Looking at the mobile phone beside the pillow, An Xia said lightly, "Contact Mrs. Song."
Mrs. Song didn't want to contact Wu Wenyue again, and after rejecting the video twice, she was blocked.
A minute later, a "ding" text message came from the mobile phone. After reading it, Mrs. Song's face instantly became gloomy.
Pulled out from the blacklist again, the video came, Mrs. Song connected, and a haggard Wu Wenyue appeared on the phone screen.
"Expose me? Wu Wenyue, can you threaten me?" Her face was gloomy, her eyebrows were harsh, without the dignity and aura of a wealthy lady, staring at Wu Wenyue in the video, Mrs. Song squeezed every word Ruthlessly said: "If you dare to contact me again, I will let..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
In the video, there appeared a face that she dreamed of every night, wishing she could be hacked to pieces.
Mrs. Song's pupils shrank fiercely, and soon, she gritted her teeth and shouted, "Bitch! Just wait for me! I will definitely kill you with my own hands!!"
An Xia was tired of hearing her threats, there was no threat at all.
Kill her with your own hands?
If he really has the ability to kill her, why send four trash over to die?
"Mrs. Song, remember to close the doors and windows before going to bed at night." An Xia said softly, word by word, "You also wait for me, I, will come to find you."
The account of assassinating her must be settled clearly.
By the way, I would also like to ask if Dr. Cheng's murder was her fault.
She thought for a long time, assuming that Dr. Cheng's murder had something to do with her, then it must be because Dr. Cheng had helped her and healed Mother Ye.
Mrs. Song sent someone not to kill her, because she angered Dr. Cheng, and then killed Dr. Cheng in anger. Since she, like a mad dog, can give birth to a cruel and perverted daughter like Song Yanyan, what else can she not do? Woolen cloth.
This was the only relationship, and she couldn't think of any other relationship.
At the end of the video, Mrs. Song stared at the pitch-black screen of her mobile phone, and once again burst into screams of rage that made the servants at home horrified.
"Bitch! Ahhh, bitch! I'm going to kill you! An Xia! Bitch! I'm going to kill you! Ahhh!"
Ruoda's villa echoed with Mrs. Song's shrill and eerie screams, and the servants secretly covered their ears to stay away from the increasingly mad mistress.
la la la good night