"Slander? I was stating facts, how did that become slander? If we're talking slander, you've started it. I've yet to avenge your irresponsible words but you instead wrongfully blamed me, and even slapped me just now. Wen Zhiyao, I certainly have to ask you today how your mother raised you."
Shen Huixin, seemingly crazed, charged into the room, stepping past several people and standing right before Jian Xinlian's hospital bed.
She reached out her hand to grab the blanket, pulling it open, revealing a needle tube attached to the back of Jian Xinlian's hand, who was on an IV drip.
About to pull out the needle tube, Wen Zhiyao shoved Shen Huixin away decisively, causing her to fall to the floor.
"I've said it before, you can bully me but you can't bully my mom. Even if you're my uncle's wife, you cannot misbehave in this place."
Wen Zhiyao's chest heaved with her fury. She felt a strong desire to teach this woman a severe lesson.
Jiang She stopped her, shaking his head at her.
