Chapter 254 After all, she saved my life
"She's fine and has already left the operating room." Zhan Sichen said calmly.

Zhao Yuemei breathed a sigh of relief, and took Zhan Sichen's hand, "Sichen, if it wasn't for Xiaojing, I might not survive this time. You must find out the driver who hit me. I want him to pay the price." !"

Zhao Yuemei was lying on the hospital bed, her whole body was haggard, her face was bloodless, and she didn't even have the strength to speak, but her eyes were full of anger.

"I can see clearly that he drove towards me on purpose, and he just wanted to hit me to death on purpose."

Zhan Sichen nodded, "I asked Zhang Shuai to investigate. You are not seriously injured. Rest first, and I will take care of it."

Zhao Yuemei was relieved when she heard what he said.

Her eyes were a bit complicated, "Take care of Mrs. Chen, after all, you saved my life."

Zhan Sichen didn't agree this time, but looked straight at Zhao Yuemei, and said calmly: "If Zhang Shuai finds out that this matter has nothing to do with her, I will definitely help her for the sake of saving you." Shen's. However, if I find out that this matter has something to do with her or Shen Changhai, I will definitely not be polite. "

Zhao Yuemei's expression paused, and she also remembered that He Wenqing wanted her to die before, she took a few deep breaths, her face wrinkled in pain, "Xiaojing should not be such a person, anyway, she We have been by our side for more than five years, and almost married you, we already know what kind of person she is."

Zhan Sichen smiled, and he hooked the corners of his mouth, "Mom, so what if we've been together for five years, isn't it because she was deceived by her fake pregnancy?"

Zhao Yuemei was choked by him immediately, and her face turned green and white for a while, "Forget it, you should check it first."

Just the opportunity to talk for a while, she has no strength.

Although the injury was lighter than Shen Shujing's, she was too old, with a broken bone and bleeding, and she was frightened, so she couldn't hold on for a while.

After a while, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhan Sichen asked Zhang Shuai to find someone to watch over Shen Shujing, then called the butler of the old house and asked him to send someone to take care of Zhao Yuemei before leaving the hospital.

At this time, Gu Yunnian also saw the news of Zhao Yuemei's car accident on TV, and he squinted his eyes slightly.

There was only a small clip on the news, and she didn't know the cause and effect, but she still recognized the unconscious Zhao Yuemei and Shen Shujing.

Sitting beside her, Yang Jing also saw it, and immediately laughed, "I really don't have a long memory. The two of them got together again. The Shen family is like that. Do you think Zhao Yuemei still plans to let Shen Shujing marry her?" Zhan Sichen?"

"Who knows, leave them alone, marry whomever you love, it has nothing to do with me anyway." Gu Yunnian raised his hand to take the remote control and turned off the TV.

Yang Jing gave a "tsk", took a grape from the table, peeled off the skin, stuffed it into her mouth, and pointedly said: "Sour! It's so sour!"

She looked at Yang Jing helplessly, "Senior Sister, stop making trouble, what's wrong with me?"

Yang Jing glanced at her, raised her red lips slightly, and chuckled lightly, "Why are you so anxious to explain? I didn't mention you, I said sour grapes, can't I? Why are you trying to put it on yourself?"

Gu Yunnian: "..."

She was choked by her words, snorted, and reached out to take a grape, peeled it, and stuffed it into her mouth.

I don't know if it's her bad luck or what, but this grape is really sour.

The moment the entrance was bitten open and the juice burst out, the sour Gu Yunnian closed his eyes.

It took her a long time to hold back a sentence, "Damn! Why are you so sour!"

Yang Jing let out a laugh, and changed into cherry blossom pink again with big wavy curly hair draped over her shoulders, long legs, thin waist and white skin, looking like someone who came out of a girl anime.

It's just that the movements are not very girly. She rests one hand on the back of the sofa, with a big face waiting to be lit, and the queen's temperament blows her face. However, what she holds in her hand is not a cigarette, but a grape.

(End of this chapter)

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