Chief, Love for you is wrong

Wen Laozi and Wen Laofu wake up. Zheng Ningyu doesn't question Wen Jili like he just did, but Wen Laozi thinks more and thinks more.

At this time, Qin Jing sighed. Because of her, she wanted to hear that Ji Li and Zheng Ningyu were against each other. It shouldn't be, and she wouldn't allow such a thing to happen.

She held Wen Jili in one hand, bent slightly, and lifted the hem of her long skirt in the other hand, revealing her wrapped knees.

"These two injured knees were in the old house before they were wrapped in gauze. I showed them to Grandpa. I believe grandpa knows how much strength and how much surprise it took to make such a big hole. Qin Jing doesn't comment much on which is right or wrong. After Ning Ning recovers, he repeats the situation on the balcony of the old house. Qin Jing doesn't mind being pushed down the small stairs by her, even if she does it again It doesn't matter if Qin Jing feels dizzy and turns around after falling many times. If she can make such a deep scar, Qin Jing will bear the burden. If it's impossible, then... "

Suddenly, everyone knew what she wanted to say later.

Yes, the two injuries on her knee are difficult to make such deep scars without explosive force or help. If it is only because she pushed Zheng Ningning forward very hard, she is even less likely to jump to the ground so hard.

Why?

Because that great strength was released. It leaked to Zheng Ningning. She was blocked by obstacles. At most, she fell, but she wouldn't be so hurt.

They looked along the skirt picked up by Qin Jing. They couldn't see how the injury was. They only saw that both knees were wrapped with gauze. Looking at the area of the winding, there were a lot of them.

Put down the skirt hem, Qin Jing said calmly, "also, I'm leaning on Ji Li now, not to show my love, but that my foot was hurt when I went down the stairs."

At the end of her speech, her hand and Wen Jili's hand held each other, and her eyes looked at each other softly. In her eyes, there was clear trust.

As time went by, even Qin Jing said that, but Zheng Ningning, relying on his identity as the victim, kept clenching his teeth and refused to let go, resulting in a very stalemate between the two sides.

Even, due to Zheng Ningning's words, Zheng Ningyu, who was already guilty of his sister, was too excited. He and Wen Jili almost fought in the hospital.

Finally, it was too noisy. The nurse rushed to the police and told them not to disturb other patients to rest in the middle of the night, so that the smoke of gunpowder subsided temporarily.

Everyone was sleepless after the quarrel. They wanted to take a rest for several old people in the next room ward. They all shook their heads, so everyone had to sit on the sofa connected to the ward and stare until dawn.

During this period, Qin Jing went outside and asked the nurse for some blankets to cover the old people half lying on the sofa.

"Grandpa Zheng, it's cold in late autumn, and it's even colder in the middle of the night. If you catch a cold, who will take care of Ning Ning?" Qin Jing calmly advised him when Zheng was still angry and wanted to tear away the blanket.

After hearing this, father Zheng didn't pull away the blanket and let Qin Jing cover it for her. He turned his head to one side and snorted coldly.

When Qin Jing came to Wen Jili's side, he pulled the corners of his mouth, a little bitter.

Wen Jili took Qin Jing into his arms and gently hugged her. "Have a rest first. I'll call you at dawn."

Qin Jing nestled his head in his chest, put his hands around his waist and looked back, "HMM."

*****

Qin Jing, who was lying in front of Wen Jili's chest, narrowed her eyes, raised her hand, rubbed her eyes, yawned, her head hurt a little, "what time is it?" her voice was a little hoarse.