Bai Tingfang suddenly shuddered all over, "No... it’s not like that, master, listen to me... I really didn’t know about this..."
"You didn’t know? How can you not know after doing something so stupid? You pig!" With that, the old man, raging like a thunderstorm, had already raised his hand and delivered a slap.
In an instant, in the quiet hallway, a crisp sound of a slap was heard, and the people inside all turned their gazes this way.
Ou Mucen was startled as well!
He had just been momentarily provoked by the expression on his mother’s face, and in a fit of anger, he blurted out everything, forgetting that this was a hospital, and that the old man was a person of violent temper.
Seeing the slap land, his mother immediately covered her face and cried, and his brow immediately furrowed even more, "Dad, we can talk about it when we get back, this is a hospital."
The old Mr. Ou was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and with a fierce grab, he seized the woman’s arm, "You just wait, see how I deal with you when I get back, you fool!"
Bai Tingfang shuddered all over again, nearly collapsing to the ground!
In the Ou Family, she could defy anyone, but she dared not go against this old master at all, otherwise, her end would really be miserable.
So, in her fear, she wanted to seek help from her son, but at this moment, her son seemed to have completely ignored her presence. Before she was even dragged away, he had already opened the door and entered the room.
How could he treat his mother ?
Instantly, the woman, covering her face, started crying loudly, "Ou Mucen, you heartless person, everything I did, who was it for, Ou Mucen..."
No one paid attention to her. The only response she received was the door being shut.
Yes, she might have done it for him, but does she know? The best way to help someone is to make them happy, not to harm everything and everyone they care about, right?
Ou Mucen opened the window and looked down at the woman being dragged away, crying loudly. After a while, he took a cigarette from the pack and lit it, standing there, smoking intermittently...
Two days later, Lin Yebai indeed came. Upon arrival and seeing the woman in the wheelchair, his eyes brushed over her pupils and legs, and a pained expression appeared. He walked over and stood still in front of her.
At that moment, the woman was watching cartoons on a tablet with the child next to her; suddenly hearing someone call her, she lifted her emerald eyes and looked at the man who had unexpectedly shown up.
And next to her, the child also called out, "Uncle Lin..."
Lin Yebai forced a smile, struggling to hold back the sourness in his eyes, and then squatted down in front of the mother and son, "Xiaobao, has your mom been good lately?"
Ou Xiaobao nodded, "Yes, but Uncle Lin, it seems like she doesn’t remember me."
The little child, saying this, had eyes filled with sadness.
Lin Yebai saw this and felt as if a thorn was stuck in his heart. Squatting there, it took him a long time to calm the tumultuous waves pounding in his chest, slowly settling down.