Chapter 1590 Don't Touch My Son!

"You don't need to pay attention to this kind of thing." Shan Hanjie didn't seem to notice Qin Youxuan's strangeness, took the iPad from her hand, handed it to Yao, and opened his lips indifferently.

"Don't you need to ask the PR department to issue a statement?" Yao asked worriedly.

"After sending out a copy, there will be new voices of doubt. The more you keep explaining to the media, the tighter their bite will be. Can you stop their mouths?"

Shan Hanjie's tone became cold.

Instead of thinking about how to deal with this kind of news, it is better to think about how to recover as soon as possible.

When he walked in front of the media normally, all the rumors would be self-defeating.

"My subordinate understands."

Yao nodded, turned around and went down to deal with it.

"Shan Hanjie, aren't you worried?" Qin Youxuan raised her head unexpectedly when she heard his words.

"What are you worried about?" Shan Hanjie raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and let Qin Youxuan sit on his left leg.

Qin Youxuan was afraid of crushing his right leg, so she hurriedly sat beside him.

"There is your medical record online, maybe this news is not groundless." Qin Youxuan's cat eyes flashed, and she said guiltyly.

"You mean to make me suspect the Fifth Choice?" Shan Hanjie frowned.

He lowered his head, looked at the strange Qin Youxuan, and patted her face with his big hand.

"Don't worry, the case report is fake. Wu Zexian said that as long as I persist in rehabilitation for three months, I will be able to walk normally and there will be no major problems."

"..."

That's what we lied to you.

Qin Youxuan bit her lip, but she didn't dare to speak out when the words came to her lips.

The expression on his face was struggling.

"Who?"

Footsteps came from outside the door, and Shan Hanjie raised his head vigilantly.

"I heard that you are disabled. Come and have a look. I didn't expect your reaction to be so fast. It seems that I was worried about you for nothing." Jiang Jinchen walked in from the door with Ning Yanan in his arms.

"When I went to the ward, I found out that you were not there. I only found out that I came to the rehabilitation room after asking. How is your foot? It can't be as reported by the media. You will have to rely on crutches for the rest of your life, right?" Jiang Jinchen teased.

Stepping forward, he clenched his fist and punched Shan Hanjie in the chest.

Shan Hanjie didn't speak, but a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he smiled at each other.

"Yaya."

When Qin Youxuan saw Ning Yanan with her swollen belly, she immediately stood up excitedly.

He walked over and gave her a hand.

Ning Yanan's stomach is more than seven months old, it's as round as a big leather ball, and even walking has become difficult.

The short hair has also become shoulder length, hooked behind the ears, less capable and more gentle.

"I'm fine, don't be as nervous as Jiang Jinchen." Ning Yanan smiled and held Qin Youxuan's hand tightly.

The two good sisters haven't seen each other for a long time. There are too many words, but I don't know where to start.

Jiang Jinchen is now a wife-slave, and he dares not let her go anywhere at unusual times.

If Ning Yanan hadn't heard that Qin Youxuan was in a car accident and was so worried that she couldn't eat or sleep, maybe he wouldn't let her come.

"Is the little guy still obedient? Have you been checked?" Qin Youxuan reached out to touch Ning Yanan's stomach, and was immediately glared at by Jiang Jinchen.

"Don't touch my son!"

"Hey, look at your promising appearance, it looks like you are the only one who has a son, who doesn't have a son... Wait, son?"

Halfway through Qin Youxuan's words, she suddenly stopped.

Lowering his head, he took another look at Ning Yanan's stomach, then raised his head to look at Ning Yanan's face in astonishment.

(End of this chapter)

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