Chief, Love for you is wrong

When Qin Jing hurried back to the living room, the bloody sofa had long been cleaned up by the servant. When she saw that the hall was empty, she invited the servant to ask. Only then did she know that they had all gone to the family's small medical room.

Qin Jing knows where the small medical room is. After thanking the servant, she quickly walks to the small medical room. The old lady and the old man are in the small medical room. Qin Jing walks through the crowd and sees that the doctor has bandaged Wen Jili. When she enters, the last knot is tied.

"OK, three shaos. There's nothing wrong with your arm. Don't remember to apply medicine regularly. Go to the hospital to remove the suture in a week, and then check it by the way." Dr. Zhong told Wen Jili while packing up the things scattered around.

After Wen Jili thanked the doctor, he saw Qin Jing looking at him with a flat mouth and pulled people over with a faint smile, "what's the matter?"

"You lied to me." Qin Jing looked at Wen Jili's arm fixed by a wooden board, which was fixed to prevent the wound from cracking due to moving around. She asked with red eyes, "does it hurt? Lie to me for nothing and don't let me see you deal with the wound."

"OK. No pain." after a brief reply, Wen Jili stood up and took Qin Jing out of the house with an uninjured arm. "Let's go out. There are radiation instruments here, which are bad for pregnant women. Let's go out and talk."

After going out, everyone sat on the sofa. You looked at me and felt dull. Before long, Gu Zhancheng should have come out of his bedroom. His face was much more tired than before.

"Dr. Zhong said how was his arm?" when he sat down, he pinched his forehead, sighed wearily, and then asked Wen Jili in a deep voice.

"Remove the stitches in a week." Wen Jili replied faintly, obviously not wanting to talk more.

Because of this, the scene became deadlocked again.

The old lady sitting not far away from Wen Ji looked at this. After looking at it, she clenched her hand and asked Gu Zhancheng anxiously, "Zhancheng, Ai Ai, what's the matter with her? I just saw that her spirit seemed different from before."

Gu Zhancheng heaved a sigh, and his eyes were deeply tired.

"When I just went back to my room with her, she said she would go to the kitchen to go to the bathroom. I asked her to go to the bathroom. Unexpectedly, she hid a knife inside her arm. Since Yan Yan's accident, Ai Ai's spirit has not been very good. Later, slowly, there were feelings of anxiety, depression, mania and so on. Sometimes she got sick and sometimes hurt people uncontrollably. During this time, she has been taking medicine 。”

The more she listened, the redder her eyes became. She wept and sighed.

"How could it be like this... That child, I remember she was very clever and sensible before she went to high school. In the past, when Lao Zheng's daughter asked the driver to drive her to school every day, Ai Ai Ai came back and told me, mom, I want to take the bus to school and I don't want the driver to pick her up. I asked her why, and she said, she is just an ordinary person, don't be special. The chief driver picked her up After school, she will have a distance from her classmates. She used to be more sensible, neither arrogant nor arrogant, but how did she gradually become like this... "

The old lady wept as she read. Occasionally, the voice of low sobbing came, sad and pitiful. The old man clubbed his crutch and sighed frequently.

Gu Zhancheng heard the old lady's words and thought of the flower skirt, white cloth shoes and braided hair. At the beginning of that year, she was really refined and beautiful, polite and shy. At a glance, she knew she was a well-educated person.