Wang Muxiao raised an eyebrow when she heard the old woman's words and said, "Oh? So you dare to say it but don't dare to admit it? Well, it's understandable since you only dare to bully those weaker than you."
The old woman was enraged and pointed at her, stammering, "You, you are—"
Before she could finish, Wang Muxiao cut her off. "What about me? Do you think everyone is blind or deaf?"
"In this ward, only my husband and I befriend a doctor. Only my husband is taking care of me and my children. Your words were clearly aimed at me. We have no grudge, yet your foul mouth keeps running like a stray dog."
"I understand if you are jealous that I married into a good family and my husband loves me. But what does that have to do with you?"
"You are already so old and on your way to the coffin, yet your heart is still so dark, and your mouth is so vicious. Aren't you afraid that when you die, no one will bury you?"
