After being tortured and reborn, the real daughter killed Song Nanxi Fu Jingyao crazy

She widened her eyes and looked at Xia Yan in disbelief. Just as she was about to get angry, she saw Song Huaicong walking over.

"Who gave you the courage to hit her?"

When Song Huaicong saw that Song Qingwei was slapped by Xia Yan, he raised his hand and pushed Xia Yan out with a cold face.

Seeing Song Qingwei being beaten, Song Huaicong asked with distressed concern: "Qingwei, are you okay?"

Song Qingwei looked aggrieved, covering her face and crying, and said to Song Huaicong: "Ooooooooo, second brother, my face hurts so much."

Song Qingwei had been pampered since she was a child, and her family members were not even willing to say a harsh word to her, let alone hit her.

But just now she was beaten by a wild girl from the countryside who didn't know where she came from. Song Huaicong looked at the slap mark on Song Qingwei's face and almost felt heartbroken.

"Qingwei, please be patient and come with me to deal with it." Song Huaicong led Song Qingwei towards his temporary office.

Song Qingwei looked at Xia Yan lying on the ground and asked Song Huaicong: "Second brother, what should she do?"

Song Huaicong glanced coldly at Xia Yan, who was lying on the ground, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

He hasn't settled the score with her yet, but she still acted?

He just pushed her and lay on the ground pretending to be dead, right?

Very good, when Song Nanxi comes, he will settle the score with them slowly.

Song Huaicong looked away: "Don't worry about her, go to my office first."

After all, Song Huaicong was a big man, and Xia Yan was already thin, so the push he just made was almost with all his strength.

Xia Yan couldn't stand firm and hit her arm hard on the wall next to her, breaking her bones on the spot.

She held her arm in pain and her whole body was shaking. She lay on the ground for a long time without recovering.

Her brother was still undergoing surgery inside and his life or death was uncertain. She had to stay with him here. There was no way to deal with the injury at this time, so she could only sit outside with her broken arm and wait for the surgery to end.

Song Huaicong took Song Qingwei into his office, brought ice cubes over, and carefully applied it to her face.

"Hiss... Second brother, it hurts." Song Qingwei shouted delicately.

"I'll be gentle, please bear with it, it'll be fine in a while." Song Huaicong's movements on his hands became even gentler.

"Second brother, will I be disfigured? Woohoo...how am I going to go to school like this tomorrow?" Song Qingwei looked at her face in the mirror and cried.

Seeing this, Song Huaicong had no choice but to comfort him with distress: "How about I go ask for leave for you tomorrow and wait until the marks on your face go away before you go to school?"

"That's not okay. I'm not as good as fifth brother in studies. If I don't go to school, my grades will definitely slip." Song Qingwei didn't want to let Song Nanxi go. She said that Song Huaicong would definitely settle the score with Song Nanxi.

Sure enough, when he heard her words, Song Huaicong said with a serious face: "This Song Nanxi, what kind of friends have she made? She actually dares to hit you. Don't worry, I will help you vent your anger."

In the operating room at this time, Song Nanxi had already reached the final stage of suturing. She had finished the operation and left the rest to the two deans.

The operation was successful. After Song Nanxi came out of the operating room, she changed her clothes, rolled out of the window in a few moments, climbed along the railing on the top floor to the stairway, and rolled in easily.

Before Cris could react, Song Nanxi had already walked over from the stairs.

Seeing Xia Yan sitting on the chair, Song Nanxi walked over and was stunned for a moment after seeing the obvious slap marks on her face.

Before she could ask, Song Qingwei and Song Huaicong came over after treating their injuries.