Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

At that time, he carefully told him what to eat and what to quit.

Less than half a year later, the body was worse than before, so the anger was a little bit worse, and the tone of speech was worse.

Xie Suling took Jinuo's hand and looked at the doctor with a deep complexion: "What do you say about this doctor?"

The doctor pointed to the man on the bed: "Look at what he is like now, am I wrong?"

Xie Suling was speechless.

The doctor walked out of the ward with a blank expression, and the young nurse gave Ji Jinchuan some drops, apologized to them and retreated.

Ji Wenqing looked at the unconscious man on the bed and sighed heavily.

...

Ji Jinchuan woke up at night. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. There was a moment of chaos in his head. He smelled of the pungent smell of disinfectant. He guessed he was in the hospital.

He struggled to sit up, pulled the needle in his hand, and he frowned when he hurt.

The door of the ward was pushed open. It was Ji Wenqing who walked in. She carried the kettle in her hand and saw the blood flow back into the infusion tube. She quickly stepped down to call the nurse.

After a while, Ji Wenqing returned, and there was a young nurse behind her.

The nurse pulled out the needle and put it back on him, instructed him not to move, and then left.

Ji Wenqing walked over, picked up the insulated bucket on the table, poured the porridge out of it, and gave it to him.

"Have you eaten before going to the old house?"

Ji Jinchuan took over the porridge bowl and ate it slowly. The warm and warm things flowed in, and his stomach felt better.

Ji Wenqing took a chair and sat down by the bed, looking at the pale man: "I try to help you once."

Ji Jinchuan looked up at her, her dark pupil was quiet and clear, and her lips moved, but she seemed to lose her voice, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

"Will she forgive you? I can't guarantee it." Ji Wenqing's face was calm, and she lifted her lips. "After all, you hurt her too deeply."

Ji Jinchuan bowed his head and silently ate the porridge in the bowl, his distinct knuckles trembling slightly.

Ji Wenqing glanced at the ring he wears all the time: "I will invite her to the studio this weekend, and you bring Nono."

The man looked up, with a trace of bewilderment in his eyebrows, not knowing what she was going to do.

Ji Wenqing said softly: "You used Nono to tie her back, now you can try it in the same way."

After eating half a bowl of porridge, he felt much more comfortable in his belly, and his complexion gradually eased.

Ji Wenqing took over the empty bowl and asked, "Is it still necessary?"

He shook his head and looked up out of the window. There was a thick night outside, which seemed to be rendered by the black water, dark and depressed.

After tidying up the tableware, Ji Wenqing repeated the doctor's instructions, not knowing if he had listened, and kept his lips silent.

...

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the lights in the other rooms of the old house were off, and only a faint light was still on in the living room.

The butler was about to take a rest. Hearing the stairs, he looked up and saw Zino coming down from the upper floor, wearing cartoon pajamas on his body.

The housekeeper said kindly: "Master, why haven't you slept yet?"

Zino walked down the last step, holding a note in his hand: "Grandpa Butler, can you call me?"

The housekeeper had a smile on his face: "Of course."

Zino handed him the note, and the butler walked to the landline, followed the number input above, and heard the beeping sound inside, and took the receiver to Zino.

Zino said thank you and took it to his ear.