Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

As she said that, she glanced at Ji Mujue, and continued: "Although she is temporarily hypnotized by me, she may still make trouble when she wakes up, resting is impossible, why don't we just take this opportunity to speed up the progress of the treatment, but in this way It's really too risky, if there is no family member's signature and consent, in case of an accident, I'm afraid I will have to change my career, so we may still have to listen to her family's advice."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue showed a look of embarrassment: "Family? Zhao Lianchen?"

Ye Jing flattened her mouth helplessly: "If there was a second choice, I wouldn't even be willing to think about it, but at present, it seems that Zhao Qingjie's family and relatives are the only ones we can find."

Of course Ji Mujue understood what she said, but now it was exhausting to deal with Zhao Qingjie alone, if Zhao Lianchen was involved again, he was afraid that it would be easier for him to invite God than to give it up.

Ye Jing knew his dilemma, so she reached out and patted Ji Mujue's shoulder: "I know this choice is too difficult, but there must be a result, right? So... I'll wait for your news."

As she spoke, she pursed her lips and looked at Ji Mujue apologetically, then turned and walked towards the guest room.

Looking at Ye Jing's back, Ji Mujue frowned again and fell into entanglement.

After Shang Zhuyi tidied himself up in the morning, he didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so he put on a coat and walked into the nursery. He saw the blushing faces of the two children sleeping, and heard their steady breathing. With carefree eyebrows and eyes, Shang Zhuyi's heart that had been straining all the time relaxed a little.

However, she was still worried about being too far away from the children, so she simply ordered the helper to send her breakfast and the children's milk bottles to the nursery, and she did not go downstairs to eat, so she stayed close to the children. around them.

After receiving the order, the maid nodded and turned around, and went to the kitchen to pick up the meal. When passing the living room, Ji Mujue, who was already sitting at the dining table waiting for Shang Zhuyi, looked at the maid in confusion, and stopped her: "You take the meal Where are you going?"

"Sir, it was Madam who ordered us to send the meals and feeding bottles upstairs." The maid said truthfully.

Hearing this, Ji Mujue couldn't help but frowned: "Zhuyi isn't coming downstairs for breakfast?"

After finishing speaking, he realized that he had asked a very substandard question, because the answer was too obvious, so he coughed lightly and waved at the helper: "Okay, I see, you send it up first Bar."

The servant who received the pardon quickly nodded, turned around and walked upstairs with the dinner plate in hand.

Ji Mujue sat at the dining table for a while, and finally stood up a little uneasy, hesitated for a while and walked upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the nursery, Ji Mujue saw that the untouched food was put aside, while Shang Zhuyi was sitting on the children's crib seriously like a sculpture, watching without blinking his eyes. Looking at the two children, she is like a vigilant animal, and any slight disturbance seems to startle her into a panic.

Ji Mujue saw all this in his eyes, and thought for no reason, he regretted a little, maybe it was the best arrangement to promise Shang Zhuyi to leave with the child yesterday, in that case, she wouldn't have to be so tense all the time Nervous.

Thinking of this, Ji Mujue couldn't help but frowned, then he stepped on his footsteps deliberately, and walked quickly towards Shang Zhuyi.

Because she heard footsteps before, when Ji Mujue pressed Shang Zhuyi's shoulder, she didn't receive too much shock, but turned her head calmly: "Why are you here?"

Ji Mujue glanced at the food that was left out in the cold, and did not answer her question directly, but asked instead: "The food is delivered, why don't you eat it?"

Hearing him say this, Shang Zhuyi seemed to have just remembered such an incident, and opened his mouth slightly: "Oh...well, I'm not hungry right now, let's talk about it after the children have eaten."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue frowned even tighter; "Children like to sleep most when they are growing up. When are you going to go?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Shang Zhuyi's answer, he bent down and grabbed Shang Zhuyi's wrist, and forcibly pulled her up: "Don't worry about outsiders, you should feel at ease when I come to take care of the child, go quickly!" I'll stay here for dinner."

Seeing Ji Mujue's persistent expression, Shang Zhuyi hesitated for a moment, then nodded, turned and walked to the coffee table.

Shang Zhu ate a few mouthfuls without taste, then put down his chopsticks, fixed his eyes on the two children, and walked over slowly while wiping the corners of his mouth gracefully.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Ji Mujue turned his head: "Have you finished eating?"

Shang Zhuyi nodded absent-mindedly, then walked to the side of the child's crib and squatted down, his eyes seemed to be glued to them, and he didn't miss it for a moment.

Ji Mujue glanced at the plate that hadn't been touched much at all, sighed in his heart, and opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something to Shang Zhuyi.

But before he could speak, there was a knock on the door.

Ji Mujue had no choice but to swallow his words for a while, then walked quickly to the door, opened the door, and saw Ye Jing standing outside the door with an anxious face.

"Why are you hiding here? Zhao Qingjie woke up and was making a fuss. A dozen or so servants almost didn't stop her. Go and have a look!"

Hearing that Ye Jing was so anxious that he even spoke faster, Ji Mujue knew the seriousness of the situation, so he turned his head and glanced at Shang Zhuyi, but Shang Zhuyi turned his face and did not give him any response. Therefore, Ji Mujue could only sigh secretly, then turned and walked out the door.

As soon as he came to the door of the guest room, Ji Mujue heard a loud clanging sound. He frowned tightly, slowed down his pace, and then turned to Ye Jing and asked, "What's her state now?"

Ye Jing also frowned, and explained in a low voice: "It should have completely collapsed, and the state has recovered to before returning to China. After all, we still haven't grasped the timing this time."

When it came to the end, Ye Jing shook her head regretfully. Although she didn't like Zhao Qingjie, if there was a chance to heal her, Ye Jing was still willing to work hard for it.

Hearing this, Ji Mujue slightly raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Is it so serious?"

Ye Jing pursed her lips and nodded; "Yesterday's incident may be the last straw that crushes her, but it's too early to give up now, after all, when she was getting better, I had treated her before. Psychological intervention, if you can grasp the time, maybe you can still try your best at this stage, but the result... may not be satisfactory."

Hearing Ye Jing's reply, Ji Mujue's eyes darkened, he pondered for a moment, and then said decisively; "Even if there is a glimmer of hope, I must try my best, and I will find a way to notify Zhao Lianchen."

"It's good for you to be determined," Ye Jing frowned slightly and said, "But, have you ever thought about what if Zhao Lianchen is worried about the risk and disagrees?"

"I've thought about what you said, and asking him for his opinion is just out of respect. As expected, he doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, so I can only ask him to leave, and then you can just continue the treatment." Ji Mujue said in a deep voice. Said.

Hearing this, Ye Jing seemed to have heard some shocking news, and her footsteps stopped immediately. She stretched out her hand to grab Ji Mujue's arm, and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy? In this state, Zhao Lianchen is planning to let Zhao Qingjie The one who entangles you, if the treatment fails and her condition worsens, won't you be entangled for a lifetime even more?"

What Ye Jing said, Ji Mujue has also considered: "Do you think that if I stop the treatment now, I can push Qing Jie out with peace of mind? Instead of entanglement and dragging, it's not a gamble. If I lose, then... ..."

"How about it?" Ye Jing asked anxiously with her eyes wide open.

"No." Ji Mujue imagined that possibility, and he seemed to be a little bit unable to bear it because he was always determined: "I believe that fate will be on my side this time."

Ye Jing didn't know where he got such confidence, she turned around helplessly and anxiously; "This matter is not trivial, I suggest you be cautious, and... if you can, you should still talk to Zhu Let's discuss clothes."

Regarding this proposal, Ji Mujue was obviously very resistant, but what Ye Jing said was also reasonable, so he couldn't immediately veto it, he could only casually say: "Let me think about it, and go see Qing Jie first."

Hearing the noise coming from the guest room, Ye Jing was not in the mood to have a deep talk with him, so she nodded and turned around to go to the guest room first.

As soon as Ji Mujue stepped into the guest room, a straight bedside night light flew over, and he quickly dodged it sideways, and the exquisitely carved night light came into close contact with the earth, and then he was smashed to pieces .

"Qingjie!" Ji Mujue walked over to Zhao Qingjie's deafening roar, and seeing Zhao Qingjie who was still waving his hands strangely while being held down on the bed by the helper, he stretched his hands into the air and said suggestively Press down; "Calm down, calm down."

Zhao Qingjie's eyes were already red and she looked crazy, but what was amazing was that after hearing Ji Mujue's voice, she actually stopped the movement of her hands flying up and down, rolled her eyes a little slowly, Then she said in her hoarse voice because of the roar; "Master?"

Ye Jing didn't expect that Ji Mujue's arrival could bring such a significant effect, so she gave Ji Mujue a look of "continue to appease her", and then walked softly to Zhao Qingjie's side, holding A sedative, just now Zhao Qingjie was struggling and crying, she had nowhere to give an injection, now that Ji Mujue, a human-shaped sedative, was in front of her, she naturally had to seize the opportunity to restrain Zhao Qingjie.

Ji Mujue glanced at the needle in Ye Jing's hand, and understood what she meant. After slightly nodding, he turned to look at Zhao Qingjie, showing a formulaic smile.