Did President Ji Urge for Marriage Today?

Tang Shumi held him and kept crying, but Ji Linchen couldn't stop no matter how much she coaxed.

His heart seemed to be pinched and loosened constantly.

Sour and uncomfortable.

"Stop crying," he coaxed softly, covering her head with his big hand and rubbing softly.

I was crying too hard to stop.

After a while, the crying became quieter, Tang Shumi rubbed her eyes, her eyes suddenly touched the legs in front of her.

Slender and straight, stood firmly in front of her.

Her eyes widened, she choked and crowed, "You, why are your legs still there? Isn't it gone?"

"Legs?" Ji Linchen frowned.

"He said that you had a car accident, your legs were amputated, and your limbs were amputated." Tang Shumi raised her voice, and she cried again when she said the word amputation.

"..." Ji Linchen glanced at Chen Wang, looking at him coldly.

Chen Wangren shrank back and smiled.

Seeing his dodge look, Tang Shumi suddenly realized that she pushed Ji Linchen away and pointed at Chen Wang's nose angrily: "You liar!"

Chen Wang is not afraid, he feels reasonable.

A little appendicitis, is it worth Achen's desperate drive to the hospital?

Besides, this woman didn't know anything about it. Achen had coaxed her for so long, but she didn't let her go and overdo it.

It's not worthy of Achen's kindness to her!

Chen Wang greeted Tang Shumi's gaze directly, smacked his lips and said contemptuously: "The leg is unbroken, but the hand is not broken? Isn't it for—"

"Chen Wang." Ji Linchen interrupted him calmly.

Feeling the oppressive aura of Ji Linchen's body, he pursed his lips and forced the word "you" into his chest.

Forget it.

Achen was completely trapped.

The invulnerable Ji Linchen finally had weakness.

While Chen Wang felt distressed for him, he was also inexplicably interesting.

Tang Shumi sniffed, grievingly complained to Ji Linchen: "He just murdered me."

Ji Linchen frowned and glanced at Chen Wang.

He couldn't bear to kill her, Chen Wang had a bad temper, and it seemed that he shouldn't let him take care of her.

"You—!" Chen Wang dumbly ate Huanglian, and couldn't tell.

He took a breath, stuck in his waist and slowly vomited out: "Why am I violating her?! It's just a louder voice!"

"Look, he is fierce again and I am woooo." Tang Shumi choked.

"..." Chen Wang frantically wanted to scold swear words: "I'm on a horse--!"

"Chen Wang." Ji Linchen blocked the eyes of the two of them, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "You go out first."

Chen Wang bit his lower lip: "Achen!"

"Go out."

Chen Wang hated that iron was not made of steel. Hey.

The person on the bed suddenly said, "Ji Linchen, my wound is open."

Tang Shumi didn't feel it just now, but now it hurts to breathe.

Chen Wang let go of the handle and turned around, showing a very disgusted expression: "Don't be fooled by her. That's what she said to me before you came. The wound was well and it was not untied at all."

Ji Linchen opened the door and pushed Chen Wang out: "Do me a favor and call a doctor."

Chen Wang rolled his eyes.

Ji Linchen said, "Hurry up and ask for a female doctor."

"..." Chen Wang turned around silently and walked to the department.

Tang Shumi was still weeping when Ji Linchen entered.

Ji Linchen knew her nature well and walked over and frowned and said, "Don't cry, it's too fake."

I just cried really.

Tang Shumi wiped her tears and glanced at him.

"Chen Wang didn't mean it," Ji Linchen said softly.

Tang Shumi let out a cold "Oh" and lifted the hem of her clothes.

The white and delicate skin was exposed to the air, and the small belly button moved up and down with the breath.

The gauze was affixed to the lower right of the belly button, soaking bright red blood.

Tang Shumi nodded her trousers, trying to open it, but Ji Linchen held her hand, "Don't touch it, wait for the doctor to come."

As soon as the voice fell, the doctor pushed in.

Wearing a white mask, with documents in the crunchy nest, a little nurse followed.

Ji Linchen frowned.

He looked at the male doctor in front of him rather displeased.

What happened to Chen Wang?

Can't distinguish between men and women?

"Mr Ji, please give me a position." The doctor said embarrassingly.

So far away, he is not a gibbon, how to check the wound?

Ji Linchen stood still.

"... President Ji?" the doctor called him cautiously.

"Ji Linchen, don't block the doctor." Tang Shumi tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Ji Linchen didn't move. He glanced at the name tag on the male doctor's chest and said indifferently, "Doctor Liu, sorry, please find a female doctor.

Doctor Liu: "..."

After a moment of silence, Dr. Liu nodded hurriedly and led the nurse out without forgetting to close the door.

"Ji Linchen, in the 21st century, you are still discriminating against male doctors." Tang Shumi looked at him amused.

"I didn't discriminate against male doctors." Ji Linchen leaned over and pulled her pants up as much as possible, making her movements too light, lest she frowned.

"Old-fashioned, the wound is not in any hidden place."

Ji Linchen's voice is a little heavy: "I think it is."

"..." Tang Shumi curled her lips.

The changed female doctor came quickly, she took off the gauze skillfully and checked the surgical mouth.

A 5cm-long suture thread is hovering in the right lower abdomen. The doctor's technique is very good and the suture is precise and straight.

But he was a little ugly and ugly from the spilled blood.

Tang Shumi asked worriedly, "Doctor, will there be scars?"

"Yes." The doctor replied, "But you are not a scar, and the scar will not be obvious."

Tang Shumi frowned in annoyance.

The doctor continued: "If the wound is infected, the scar will be more obvious."

"Don't pull the wound if you don't want to leave a scar." The doctor put on a new gauze: "Fortunately, the gap is very small and there is no need to re-sew it. If it is re-sutured, it will definitely leave a scar."

Tang Shumi said softly "um".

The doctor also advised precautions and dietary requirements.

After she left, Tang Shumi opened her clothes again, pointed at the wound and said grievously: "It will be ugly if you leave a scar."

"Not ugly." Ji Linchen's voice was weak.

"ugly."

How could it not be ugly, Ji Linchen must be lying to her.

Ji Linchen: "Not ugly."

Tang Shumi sighed: "It will be really ugly, and you won't be able to wear navel-exposed clothing."

Ji Linchen frowned, and didn't know what she was upset about here: "The doctor said that the scar will be very light after normal recovery."

"No matter how light it is, it is still a scar, and it is ugly if there is a scar!"

Ji Linchen faintly said "Uh", then followed her and said: "You are ugly when you say it is ugly."

Tang Shumi snorted and turned her face away.

After a while, she turned her head back and pointed at the wound: "Then you will kiss here in the future?"

Ji Linchen likes to kiss her every time he does that kind of thing.

"..." Ji Linchen raised his hand and touched her head helplessly, his tone indifference: "What do you mean?"

The bandaged left hand just touched her eyes, Tang Shumi's expression changed from unhappy to heartache in an instant.

She asked: "Does it hurt?"

Ji Linchen said indifferently: "It doesn't hurt."

"Why is your head broken?"

Ji Linchen held the hand she touched on her forehead: "It's okay, little wound."

"Don't bump into your brain, what do you do if you are stupid?" Tang Shumi was extremely worried.

"..." Ji Linchen said: "It's just broken."

Tang Shumi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

My heart was suddenly sour, and I couldn't help but want to rush into his arms.

Not only did she do this, she also shackled his waist from behind.

As soon as he hugged, Ji Linchen removed his hand. He told her coldly: "Don't move, the wound will open again in a while."

"No."

"Forgot what the doctor just said?"

If it is split again and sutured again, the scar will be very obvious.

Tang Shumi buried her face in his chest and rubbed gently: "But I just want to hold you."

Ji Linchen had no choice but to hold her waist with one hand to fix her.

"What to do?" Tang Shumi murmured, resting her chin on his shoulder.

Ji Linchen frowned: "What should I do?"

Tang Shumi whispered: "I can't help myself."

Her voice was too small, and she couldn't mutter clearly. Ji Linchen didn't hear it clearly and didn't ask.

Allow her to hug for a while, Ji Linchen asked softly, "Hungry?"

It's already noon.

Tang Shumi nodded, Ji Linchen laid her down and walked out.

Within a few minutes, he came in with a tray.

A bowl of vegetable porridge, a few plates of vegetables.

The doctor deliberately urged a light diet.

But this is too weak, Tang Shumi can tell by just looking at them that they must only contain salt.

Ji Linchen took a chair and sat on the head of the bed. With his left hand, he picked up the porridge from the tray and placed it on the small table.

"Spoon." Tang Shumi stretched out her hand.

Ji Linchen didn't give it to her, but just took a spoonful and handed it to her mouth.

Tang Shumi pursed her lips.

Do you want to feed her with your left hand?

Ji Linchen said, "Open your mouth."

"You want to feed me?"

The spoon was sent forward again, obviously.

"Can you use your left hand?" Tang Shumi was skeptical, "what should I do if I put it in my nose?"

"..." Ji Linchen frowned: "Open your mouth."

Tang Shumi hesitated, but opened her small mouth.

The first sip was taken with frowning.

Unexpectedly, it tastes good, she must be too hungry.

Otherwise she would find such a light porridge very delicious, not weak at all.

In fact, it is not. Ji Linchen prepared this porridge in advance, and he deliberately told the chef to be as delicious as possible on the premise of lightness.

Ji Linchen was slow to feed, and Shumi was not full of fun.

She dissatisfied: "Ji Linchen, it's too slow! You feed it faster, or I can eat it myself."

Ji Linchen was silent.

The spoon was handed to her mouth again, she opened her mouth, Ji Linchen suddenly thought of something, and moved her hand.

Tang Shumi frowned and stretched her head forward.

At the moment when it was about to touch, the spoon shrank back.

"..." Tang Shumi drooped her face, "Ji Linchen, I'm really hungry."

"What did you just say?" Ji Linchen quietly looked directly into her eyes.

His eyes were deep, as if he was going to **** her in in the next second.

Tang Shumi was confused: "I said I was hungry."

"The sentence you said to Chen Wanghou before I entered the ward." Ji Linchen said.

"Before entering the ward?" Tang Shumi frowned: "That sentence to Chen Wanghou?"

She tried to remember, repeating all the conversations.

"I didn't say anything—" Suddenly, a picture flashed through his mind, and the following words were stubbornly stuck in his throat.

When Chen Wang said she didn't like Ji Linchen, she retorted loudly-who said I didn't like him!

Tang Shumi: "..."

She quickly gathered her expression and said calmly: "I don't remember."

Ji Linchen: "Shu Mi, I heard it."

"What did you hear?" Tang Shumi's eyes widened, pretending to be puzzled.

Ji Linchen put down the bowl: "Do you have to tell me?"

Tang Shumi nodded frantically.

Ji Linchen looked at her, was quiet for a few seconds, and then seriously said: "Let's get married."

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! ! !

Caught off guard, without any preparation.

Tang Shumi's heart twitched violently.

She grasped the quilt tightly, her voice trembled: "I didn't say this."

Ji Linchen said "Um", and then said, "I said."

Tang Shumi bit her lower lip anxiously, her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't utter a syllable.

"I'm serious." Ji Linchen met her dodging eyes, "Shu Mi, I will give you whatever you want."

Tang Shumi bit her teeth harder.

"Including Ji's."

He spoke very calmly, but hit her heart hard.

Tang Shumi licked her lips, and she tasted a trace of blood.

His lips were bitten.

Ji Linchen waited quietly for a long time, Tang Shumi stared into his eyes blankly without any response.

Her hands clenched the quilt tightly into fists, and her lips were bitten and blood was spilled.

Looks anxious and nervous.

Ji Linchen's face was a little heavy, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

As if touching something contraindicated, the air pressure in the ward dropped suddenly.

Time stagnated at this moment, and it was so quiet that only the breathing of the other party could be heard.

Ji Linchen sighed slightly, leaned down, pecked her lips, and left.

Tang Shumi was still in a daze, her eyes dimmed.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to." Ji Linchen touched the top of her head and said soothingly: "Don't worry, we will talk after you leave the hospital."

Tang Shumi finally came back to her senses, and a grudgingly chilling smile appeared from the corner of her mouth, and she responded "OK" in a low voice.