Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

An hour later, the doctors and nurses came out of the emergency room, and Ji Jinchuan strode forward: "How is she doing?"

Just after the operation, there was a layer of fine sweat on the doctor's forehead: "The patient lost too much blood, but fortunately it was delivered in time. After the rescue, it was okay, but the back injury may have scars."

Ji Jinchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It is not important to leave scars, as long as she can save her life.

The nurse pushed Fang Yaqing out of the emergency room and prepared to be sent to the ward.

Ji Jinchuan subconsciously will keep up, Ji Shaoheng smiled and said: "Brother, you seem to care more about me than my husband."

Ji Jinchuan's footsteps froze and gradually slowed down.

President Xi looked at his nose and looked at his heart, an expression that he heard nothing.

Xu Chengyan's game is fascinated, not surrounded.

When Shen Youran heard this sentence, her pale face was a little bit paler again. She blinked, pressed the soreness of her eyes, and quickly followed.

Fang Yaqing was admitted to the VIP ward, and Yan Hao went through the hospitalization process. Xi always saw that he had nothing to do with him. He greeted several people and left.

Xu Chengyan answered the phone and returned to the ward: "Since it's okay, I'll go first."

Shen Youran stopped him and said, "Wait a minute."

Xu Chengyan looked back at her, she said: "I will go with you."

She looked at Ji Jinchuan. The man stood at the end of the bed, staring down at the person on the bed, and ignored her words.

She narrowed her eyes, depressed her discomfort, and turned to leave the ward with Xu Chengyan.

Ji Shaoheng glanced at the closed ward, and then to Ji Jinchuan. He raised his eyebrows meaningfully, and the corners of his lips with evil spirits.

Although Ji Jinchuan's eyes were always on the hospital bed, his thoughts drifted out of Jiu Xiaoyun.

On the way to the hospital, President Xi drove. He held Fang Yaqing behind, and Fang Yaqing had a weak breath in his arms, and asked him: "If I... died, would you... would... would you be sad? Sad?

Looking at her bloodless face, he nodded: "Yes."

Hearing his words, Fang Yaqing smiled.

At the traffic light, President Xi suddenly slammed on the brakes and shoved it a bit, not knowing where she had touched the wound, causing pain and cold sweat on her forehead, and her brows were all screwed together.

After slowing down, she asked again: "Do you still love me?"

He pressed his lips tightly and said nothing.

She prayed to him in a humble tone: "I might be dying, should I deceive me?"

He stared down at her in his arms, watching her gaze from hopefulness to pleading to disappointment, and remained silent.

A tear fell from the corner of Fang Yaqing's eyes: "Don't you even deceive me?"

He spoke slowly: "You will be fine, you will be in the hospital right away, and you will hold on for a while."

Fang Yaqing closed his eyes in disappointment: "If I die so that you can always remember me, then I would rather die."

Ji Shaoheng called two big brothers in a row, but Ji Jinchuan didn't respond. Ji Shaoheng approached two steps, only to find that his eyes were empty.

He raised a hand and put it on Ji Jinchuan's shoulder: "Brother."

Ji Jinchuan suddenly returned to his head, looked at him sideways, his blank expression gradually returned, and found only two of them left in the ward, asking, "What about you?"

"Let's go." Ji Shaoheng looked at him with a smile, his lips twitched. "My sister-in-law's condition before she left is a little bit bad. Although she said that her cousin had no wife, her brother's behavior seemed to be more important than his wife."