Chapter 260

"It's fine for you to be a bit hot-headed in front of me, but in front of the people in the courtyard, especially Wan Ping'an, you absolutely, absolutely must not be hot-headed."

"Just like catching him on moral issues, you must be steady."

"Suspicion alone isn't enough; you need evidence, and only with evidence can you report him."

"Because we only have one chance."

"If we can't take him down in one go, we will be taken down by him, and he won't give us another chance; we might even end up in prison until we die."

The Deaf Old Lady's face turned pale.

Remembering her experience in the detention center, it was a living nightmare.

She absolutely, absolutely, absolutely did not want to go back in; she would rather die outside, a quick end, than go back in and suffer for another day.

Yi Zhonghai nodded, his face also turning somewhat pale.

He had also been sent in.

And he had also suffered there.

The night was deep.

Boom!

Thunder roared.

The rain poured down.

There was a heavy rain in the first half of the night, and a continuous light rain in the second half, lasting until morning.

"What a heavy rain!"

Wan Ping'an opened the door, and the fresh air rushed in.

The rain that had fallen all night had washed the air clean.

Noon.

When Wan Ping'an and Qin Huairu were eating, someone was pounding on the door frantically.

He opened the door.

It was Jia Zhangshi.

Wan Ping'an kicked her flying with one foot.

"Jia Zhangshi, are you looking for death?"

Wan Ping'an questioned her coldly.

"You surnamed Wan, you murderer."

Jia Zhangshi's eyes were red as she pointed at Wan Ping'an.

"Who did I kill? Did I kill you?"

Wan Ping'an was confused.

Since coming to this world, he had caught a few spies, but he was certain he had never killed anyone. Why did Jia Zhangshi call him a murderer?

"You killed my man!"

"He's in the hospital, the doctor issued a critical condition notice, and this is all your fault."

Jia Zhangshi accused him.

Wan Ping'an understood.

Jia Gensheng was hospitalized and was critically ill.

What did that have to do with him?

"Jia Zhangshi, speak clearly; what does Jia Gensheng being critically ill in the hospital have to do with me?"

Wan Ping'an didn't understand.

The people who came to watch the show were also confused.

Could it be that Wan Ping'an had made a move again last night?

"Of course it has to do with you."

"If it weren't for that money-losing wretch coming to see you..."

Jia Zhangshi cursed.

Slap!

Wan Ping'an slapped Jia Zhangshi, making her spin three times on the spot.

"When you speak, you'd better keep your mouth clean."

"For every curse you utter, I'll slap you once. Let's see if your mouth is harder or my palm is harder."

Wan Ping'an warned Jia Zhangshi.

"Mom, why did you run to the backyard again?"

Jia Dongxu ran to the backyard, panting.

"What else could I be doing?"

"Asking for medical expenses for your damn father."

Jia Zhangshi replied angrily.

"Asking for medical expenses?"

"From whom?"

Jia Dongxu was a bit confused.

"Of course from that surnamed Wan."

"If it weren't for that little... that woman coming to see him, why would I have scratched your dad?"

"If your dad hadn't been injured on his face, and then been too afraid to go home yesterday, and got rained on, how could he have gotten an infection and a fever?"

"Your dad is critically ill, and Wan Ping'an is the culprit."

"If I don't ask him for money, who do I ask?"

Jia Zhangshi was righteous and indignant.

Wan Ping'an understood.

Yesterday.

Jia Gensheng slapped Jia Zhangshi, and was scratched by her until his face was covered in blood, completely disfigured.

Last night.

Whether Jia Gensheng was afraid to go home or Jia Zhangshi was afraid to open the door, he didn't go home all night and got rained on outside.

The wound got infected, and he developed a high fever.

Critically ill!

"Jia Dongxu, for the sake of your father being critically ill, I won't argue with your mother."

"You'd better drag her away and stop her from barking in front of me."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

Wan Ping'an warned.

Everyone understood now.

Old Jia being critically ill had nothing to do with Wan Ping'an.

"Old Jia is so pitiful; since he got married, he hasn't had a single day of happiness."

"Sigh, marrying Jia Zhangshi was the biggest mistake Old Jia made in his life."

"Now that he's critically ill in the hospital, Jia Zhangshi isn't taking good care of him, but is back here causing trouble; does she want Old Jia to die?"

"Pah, Jia Zhangshi is a scourge!"

The crowd pointed their fingers at Jia Zhangshi.

Not a single person said a good word about her.

"Mom, stop making a scene."

"Go home and cook, I'll take it to my dad; he's sick now and needs to eat well to get better soon."

Jia Dongxu pulled at Jia Zhangshi.

"No!"

"I heard your dad needs dozens of yuan here; where would our family get so much money?"

"It's Wan Ping'an who made your dad sick, he must be held responsible to the end!"

Jia Zhangshi wouldn't leave.

Jia Dongxu couldn't pull her away. ===== CHAPTER 262 =====