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

Song Nanxi endured the pain of his abdominal wound being torn, frowned, steadied himself, and looked up at Song Huainan.

"What do you think I can do? Or what can I do to her in front of you?"

"Huainan, you have gone too far." At this time, Song Huaiyuan also came over and scolded sternly.

Seeing Song Nanxi standing at the table with one hand covering her stomach, he subconsciously reached out to help her, but Song Nanxi didn't give him the chance at all and avoided it with a look of disgust.

Song Huainan was also anxious just now, fearing what Song Nanxi would do to Qingwei, so he reached out and pushed her.

But after pushing, he regretted it, especially when he saw Song Nanxi's belly hit the edge of the table hard, and it was too late to stop.

He didn't expect Song Nanxi's body to be so light, and he lost control after just a push.

Thinking of this, he noticed that the girl's body was so thin that she could be blown down by a gentle gust of wind.

"I..." Song Huainan wanted to apologize, but the words of apology seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't come out.

Song Nanxi didn't expect him to say anything to apologize. He looked at Song Huaiyuan and Song Huainan with a sarcastic sneer on their faces: "You'd better keep an eye on her and guard her day and night, lest she doesn't notice what went wrong and gets into trouble again." On my body."

After Song Nanxi finished speaking, he walked to Song Qingxi's bedside and took his old mobile phone from the table next to him.

She had just entered Song Qingwei's room and saw the mobile phone on the table before she remembered that when she entered Song's house, Song Qingwei thought her things were soiled and dirty, so he asked the housekeeper to throw them away.

She had to protect the cell phone tightly in her arms so that she could be spared temporarily. Unexpectedly, it ended up in Song Qingwei's hands.

It contains the only remaining photo of her and her mother. You can throw away anything, but this phone must not be thrown away.

Song Qingwei saw that Song Nanxi treasured her mobile phone so much, and wanted to know what was in her mobile phone.

After those people gave her the phone, she asked someone to unlock it, but she tried several times without success, so she simply left it on the table in her room.

Song Nanxi's mobile phone is encrypted with a special password. Even the world's top hackers, let alone people in ordinary mobile phone stores, cannot unlock her mobile phone in a short time.

In addition, Song Qingwei didn't expect that Song Nanxi would suddenly come back, and he seemed to be a different person. He was so focused on driving her out that he forgot about his mobile phone.

After hearing Song Nanxi's words, Song Huaiyuan and Song Huainan's expressions changed.

Especially when he saw Song Nanxi taking his mobile phone from Song Qingwei's table, he reacted.

"Why is your mobile phone in Qingwei's room?" Song Huaiyuan asked in confusion.

"Then you have to ask your good sister, why don't you be a good person and insist on robbing other people's things? Is this also the tutor of the Song family?"

Song Nanxi now didn't give Song Huaiyuan any face at all. The words he said not only slapped them hard in the face, but also pierced their hearts every word, making their faces even more ugly.

Only then did Song Huainan clearly see the mobile phone that Song Nanxi was holding in her hand. The mobile phone she was holding was an ordinary mobile phone for the elderly, not even a smartphone at all.

Moreover, her mobile phone was always with Song Qingwei, which meant that she really didn't know the information on the Internet just now, and she wasn't pretending.

So what he just said was all an injustice to her?

The video and photos on the Internet have nothing to do with her at all. Why did he say those words just now?

"Nanxi..." After knowing this, Song Huainan felt extremely regretful and wanted to slap himself hard. What did he just say?

Song Nanxi didn't even look at the two of them, turned around and walked out.

She could feel that the wound on her abdomen was already oozing blood, and she had to go to the hospital to bandage it again.

Song Huaiyuan looked at Song Nanxi's leaving figure, and felt as if something was blocking him in his heart, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Huainan, what you did today is really too much. Ask yourself, have you always looked down on Nanxi from the bottom of your heart? With the words you said today, how can Nanxi stay in this house in the future?"

Song Huaiyuan wanted to say something else, but at this moment Song Huainan saw the blood stains on the edge of the table.

"Brother, is Nanxi injured?"

As he spoke, he walked to the table, reached out and wiped it lightly on the edge of the table, and the blood on the table was immediately stained on his fingers.

Seeing the bright red blood stains on his fingers, Song Huainan froze on the spot.

Song Huaiyuan was also anxious: "Why...how could you be injured?"

"I'll go find Nan Xi and take her to the hospital." Song Huainan said and hurriedly turned around and chased her out.

Song Huaiyuan wanted to chase him out, but he looked back at Song Qingwei lying on the bed and still didn't catch up.

There is no one at home now, and Qingwei cannot live without people. He can only place his hope on Song Huainan.

After Song Nanxi walked out of the Song family's house, she took a taxi and went directly to the hospital where Fu Jingyao and the others sent her last time.

After all, the doctor there had treated her wounds and understood her condition, which saved her time for examination.

Moreover, she saw that the wound was treated quite well, and the doctor was quite pleasing to her, so she simply asked her to bandage it again.

When Song Huainan chased him out, Song Nanxi had just gotten into the car.

Seeing this, he quickly turned around and got into his car, started the car and chased after him.

Song Nanxi already knew when Song Huainan followed her, but she didn't intend to pay attention.

The hospital she went to last time was not too close to the Song family. It took the car more than an hour to reach the hospital entrance.

The total fare was more than 100 yuan, and Song Nanxi only had more than 20 yuan left in her pocket. The money she brought from the countryside was not much, so the 20 yuan was considered her last possessions, so she simply threw it all to the driver.

When the driver saw the 20 yuan thrown by Song Nanxi, he got out of the car and grabbed her.

"Little girl, the total fare is one hundred and fifty yuan. Your 20 yuan is not even a small change. It is not enough. You must make up more."

Song Nanxi spread his hands: "Do you think I look like I'm worth something? This 20 yuan is already my entire net worth. Don't give it back to me."

The driver had never seen anything like this before. He was holding the 20 yuan in his hand tightly. When the driver refused to let go, Song Nanxi was about to use force to solve the problem. Song Huainan arrived and paid the fare for her, and the driver stopped. .

Song Nanxi ignored it and walked straight to the hospital.

I found the doctor's office based on yesterday's memory, and when I was about to knock on the door, I saw the door suddenly opened from the inside. The person who opened the door was none other than Fu Jingyao.