Fan Qiongfang walked into the high-end ward where Lai Mao lived with a gloomy face.

Seeing her son lying bored on the hospital bed, with thick white gauze wrapped around her hands, she felt her heart dripping blood.

Although this son was left to him by the prodigal son back then, and now that the child has grown up, he has not gathered the advantages of himself and that man at all. Instead, he inherited his shortcomings. He is not as ugly as he looks, but he is full of banditry.

But no matter what, he was his son after all, and the flesh that fell from him after ten months of pregnancy.

When I was in the most difficult time, when my old father was angry to death, I had thought about committing suicide many times, but I survived it because of this child. It was because of this child that I have what I am today.

So she was very worried about her son. After all, no matter how he was outside, he was his own flesh and blood, and it was the continuation of his bloodline.

When he thought that his son was sleeping, he was inexplicably cut off a finger, and the murderer arrogantly left his finger next to his pillow and threatened him. This was just the beginning, Fan Qiongfang was so angry that his veins leapt on his head.

This is too exaggerated and too excessive. Is there any other way to do this? What is the difference between this and the era of chaotic beards in the past?

Originally, she planned to make a big fuss about this matter. Anyway, the police chief of the municipal bureau is not the same as her, and she is still from the other side. She was about to take this opportunity to get rid of that person and then help Deputy Director Wang, who has been very close to her, up.

But after being called to the office by Qi Mantian today, she knew that this plan seemed to be unworkable. Recently, she had to keep a low profile, including her son lying on the hospital bed.

Lai Mao lay bored on the hospital bed. When he thought that he had become Brother Jiuzhi overnight, he actually lost a finger, and he felt an inexplicable depression. What's going on?

How could this be done? That grandson of Phoenix Wine Industry is so lawless, right? Who did he think he is, did he think this is Bincheng?

Over the past few days, he has been lying on the hospital bed and thinking about it, but he can't figure it out. After all, he dares to plot against himself like this. It seems that only the boy from Phoenix Wine Industry is the one who has been the king of the provincial capital for so many years, and no one dares to fight against him like this, let alone chopping his finger?

But when I remembered that the other party's mysterious method had sneaked into the home where I lived without anyone noticing. And in such a tight security community, and in a very bad mood, I still had a "surgery" on myself while I was sleeping, but I didn't know at all.

This time I cut my fingers, what about next time? Will I cut my head? When I think of this, Lai Mao felt a cool breeze begin to vent from the back of his neck.

But if he didn't get the place back, he was really unwilling to give up. He was chopped off a finger and was so convinced. If it was spread, he would be Lai Mao. How could he do anything in the provincial capital in the future? Who would sell him face? |

So these days, he was very conflicted. On the one hand, he wanted to catch the grandson of Phoenix Wine Industry and vent his anger. But on the other hand, he was afraid that the guy would come to seek revenge with his mysterious means, so he was very conflicted now.

Just when he was lying on the bed and feeling extremely uncomfortable, he saw his dear mother walking into the ward.

"mom..."

Lai Mao has been close to his mother since he was a child. For many years, no matter how much trouble he caused outside, his mother came forward to wipe his butt, so his dependence and feelings for his mother cannot be described in words.

Something happened to him these days. On the day he was hospitalized, his mother came to visit him once and never showed up again. He was really afraid of his mother, so he abandoned him. After all, he knew that he was not good enough and had never done anything to make his mother look good over the years.

"Hey! You bastard, do you still know how to call me "Mom"? Tell me about the good things you have done over the years. I have always taught you a lesson in being low-key in dealing with people, but see how you did it? And I have told you so many times. You are a state cadre now, not a hooligan on the street. Why do you still have to get involved with those people? Now, right? You have been cut off by your fingers. Now you are happy. Are you famous in your bullshit world? If you are so awesome, don't come to me, don't call me "Mom"?"

Looking at his unsatisfactory son, Fan Qiongfang was both angry and hated. What angered was that the child was worried and hated that he had said to him many times, but he never could hear it.

"Oh, mom, I'm like this, don't scold me, I know I'm wrong, I will definitely not dare to..."

At this time, Lai Mao showed his ability to see and act coquettishly. If there was an outsider at this time, he could actually do such a twisted state and act coquettishly with his own mother, he would have to laugh.

But Fan Qiongfang just took this trick. Every time she saw her son, she would feel soft-hearted, and this time was no exception. After all, her son was her flesh. Now she was cut off a finger, and now she could not concentrate on taking revenge. She also felt ashamed of her son.

"Hey! You, you are not young anymore, you are in your thirties. In short, you can do it yourself in the future..."

Even though he was nagging, Fan Qiongfang still walked over, sat on the head of his son's bed, and then began to peel apples for his son.

"By the way, where is Bingbing? Why didn't you see Bingbing?"

Suddenly, Fan Qiongfang remembered the point of her visiting her son today, which was about her daughter-in-law. When it comes to this daughter-in-law, she always disliked her. If Lai Maolai had not had to marry that woman, she would have said that she would not agree to the marriage.

Now that this woman finally broke the sky, she couldn't save her this time.

When Lai Mao heard his mother ask about his wife, he couldn't help but turn red and he was so squeamish that he couldn't speak. When something happened to him, he slept at his mistress's house, and later he came to the hospital with his mistress.

Later, his wife learned about the whole incident and of course she would have to make a big fuss with him. Although he is now a disabled and seriously injured person, his wife has returned to her parents' home in anger. Now she has left the hospital nurse and no one has come to take care of him.

When Fan Qiongfang saw his son's twisted expression, he knew what was going on. When he thought of his daughter-in-law, he was filled with resentment.

"Bingbing is really, when is it? Although there is a conflict between you two, you are a serious wounded now. She is here to take care of you, but she actually comes to see you and never comes. This is too much..."

"Mom, don't say that Bingbing, the whole thing is my fault..."

"Oh! You know how to protect your wife at this time. Why don't you see me and take care of her more often? And I also said that even if you have conflicts, they are husband and wife after all. Now that you have such serious injuries, your fingers will not be able to be held in the future, but she is not reluctant to take care of you. She is too much. I didn't agree with you two being together at the beginning, but you had to insist, so I agreed. But now it's fine. Before the disaster is over, she has already flew away. You said you are still talking to her. Are you stupid? "

Fan Qiongfang was so angry that she slapped the fruit knife on the table, then stretched out her finger, pointed Lai Mao's head and cursed, and Lai Mao was also scolded by his mother, and there was nothing to say.

"By the way, mom, have that kid found it now?"

When Lai Mao saw that his mother was very angry, he quickly changed the subject. Fan Qiongfang shook her head, and then her face suddenly became ugly. Lai Mao felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong and dared not say anything.

"Son, this time my mom came to you for this."

"What? Could it be that he, a small boss of Phoenix Wine Industry, is really full of hands and eyes?"

When Lai Mao saw that his mother was in a dilemma, he was a little excited.

"Son, that's not true, but this matter has to be slowed down. Now there are more important things to discuss with you."

"What's the matter? You said!"

"Son, the incident of your wife hitting someone was exposed."

"Hi! I think it's a big deal. This is nothing in the provincial capital. Our land is not a big deal. Even if you can't suppress it, isn't there any Uncle Qi on it?"

"Bang!"

Lai Mao covered his face in shock. This was the first time his mother beat him since he became an adult. Looking at Fan Qiongfang with a look of shock and anger on his face, he was a little at a loss.

"Tell me, your child, it's time, and you're still going to be yours. Do you think your Uncle Qi is the National No. 1? Do you think your mother is the Provincial Party Committee No. 1? Even if we are, this matter has become a big deal now and we can't hold back. Let me tell you, your Uncle Qi has already talked to me today, and this matter must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable?"

“Is it that serious?”

Fan Qiongfang looked at her simple-minded stupid son and was really speechless.

"Of course it's serious, otherwise I can come to you?"

"Then what can I do?"
Chapter completed!