Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Her eyes were still tightly closed, and her breathing was so weak that it was barely detectable. If it wasn't for the beating numbers on the ECG monitor, Shang Zhuyi's heart would have stopped beating.

"Yixian!" Shang Zhuyi walked quickly to the hospital bed, raised his hand and gently stroked his daughter's little head, but this time the always lively daughter did not give her an enthusiastic response, but was still lying on the bed, struggling She kept her weak breathing.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Shang Zhuyi's heart that had just relaxed a little bit was clenched again. She held her daughter's little hand with trembling hands, blinked her eyes and moistened her eyelashes, but she didn't want to let the unconscious Seeing her fragility, her daughter forced a smile, and then gently placed a kiss on her daughter's forehead.

The doctors stood aside and patiently waited for her to complete this series of actions, and then reminded softly: "Send the patient to the ward first. Mr. Ji has already arranged the VIP ward. The environment is relatively quiet and suitable for nursing."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi selectively ignored what the doctor said about "Mr. Ji", just nodded slightly, and pushed the child and the doctors to the ward together.

Ji Mujue also slowly stepped forward to follow, but at a glance, he saw that Yan Rong seemed to be following, so he turned around with his lips pursed, blocking Yan Rong's way: "Mom, at this time, don't you It's over."

Looking at the tall and tall son standing in front of her, Yan Rong froze for a moment, as if a little upset: "I'm going to see what's wrong with my granddaughter?"

"But you'd better not forget that the one who threw your granddaughter into such a state is your own." Ji Mujue opened his lips slightly and spit out cold words.

Yan Rong was taken aback by what he said, but she still refused to admit that she was wrong: "If Shang Zhuyi hadn't insisted on grabbing it, how could I have hurt my granddaughter? This must be a trick of this woman. She wanted me to If she becomes a villain, then she will be able to take away the child logically, delusion!"

"You are also a mother, would you harm your own child for your own purpose?" Ji Mujue did not directly accuse her, but asked in a low voice.

This question once again made Yan Rong choke, she nodded and shook her head.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue shook his head wearily: "Don't follow me, I will take good care of the child."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the ward without looking back.

Yan Rong stood there for a while, tangled for a long time, finally stomped her feet, turned and left the hospital unwillingly.

Walking into the ward, Ji Mujue saw the back of Shang Zhuyi sitting in front of the hospital bed, although he didn't see her expression, but Ji Mujue clearly felt her sadness, which made him never frown even in the shopping mall Chairman Ji Da hesitated for a moment, he didn't know what kind of reaction Shang Zhuyi would usher in when he appeared now.

But Ji Mujue is more aware that now is not a good time to let Shang Zhuyi stay by his child's side alone, because he knows what kind of mental torture Shang Zhuyi is enduring, he is only worried that if he is distracted, Shang Zhuyi will won't last.

So, Ji Mujue pursed his lips, but still walked towards the ward.

Shang Zhuyi concentrated on looking at his daughter who was still in a coma, and didn't even notice the sound of footsteps behind him. It wasn't until Ji Mujue's tall figure cast a large shadow on the hospital bed that Shang Zhuyi finally He turned his head as if waking up from a dream.

Ji Mujue met Shang Zhuyi's indifferent eyes, waiting for her to question or even criticize himself, but Shang Zhuyi didn't, she just rolled her eyes, and then turned her head back.

Ji Mujue was a little surprised by this, Shang Zhuyi is not a person who is good at forbearance, because she is more inclined to use communication to solve problems, so when Ji Mujue realized that Shang Zhuyi was already refusing to talk and communicate with him At that time, his heart inevitably began to feel a little weak.

"Zhuyi..." Ji Mujue decided to speak first; "I'm sorry..."

It was fine if he didn't open his mouth, but once he opened his mouth, Shang Zhuyi's anger that had been suppressed in his heart was completely ignited. She still didn't look back, but said in a cold tone; "Mr. Ji will also apologize sometimes?"

Listening to her sarcasm, Ji Mujue lowered his eyes: "Zhu Yi, must we talk like this?"

"Of course not, because there is no need to talk between us." Shang Zhuyi announced in an almost indifferent tone.

It's not that Ji Mujue didn't guess it, but after hearing Shang Zhuyi's decision in person, his heart still couldn't help but ache: "Zhuyi, I really didn't expect things to turn out like this, Yixian is also me. My daughter, seeing her suffer, makes me feel no better than you."

Shang Zhuyi has no doubts about this. Although Ji Mujue is no longer a qualified lover in her heart, it does not mean that he has also become an unqualified father.

"I didn't doubt your love for the child, what I mean is, between us..." Shang Zhuyi said in a sigh-like tone.

Although she didn't finish her words, Ji Mujue still understood by accident. If Shang Zhuyi was still reluctant before and planned to continue entangled with Ji Mujue even if forced, then now she is completely helpless. Don't worry, no matter what the result is, she has to leave Ji Mujue.

"The child is still sick. I don't have the energy to entangle you with the custody issue right now, but after Yixian recovers, no matter how low the odds are, I will choose legal means to fight for the custody of the child. You wait patiently for the court Subpoena." Shang Zhuyi still turned his back to him, and his tone was as calm as water without waves.

Although Ji Mujue was only standing a few steps away from Shang Zhuyi, he felt as if he was separated by an invisible barrier. Even if he stretched out his hand, he could no longer touch Shang Zhuyi.

"Bamboo clothes..."

"Please call me Miss Shang, or my full name, I don't mind." Shang Zhuyi coldly widened the gap between them.

Ji Mujue finally stopped, he knew that no matter how close he was, it was useless, the child's injury became the last straw that crushed Shang Zhuyi's nostalgia for him, a betrayed lover, a child who could not be guarded, all these It was because of forcing Shang Zhuyi to turn around and run away. In the end, the quantity turned into a qualitative change. Ji Mujue originally planned to slowly win back Shang Zhuyi's heart, but now it is just empty talk and delusion.

So, Ji Mujue stood there stupidly for a while, then turned around reluctantly, and walked out of the ward slowly.

After arranging several nurses to stand outside the ward and wait for Shang Zhuyi's dispatch at any time, Ji Mujue reluctantly drove away from the hospital.

He didn't go back to the villa, but drove to another hospital - the hospital where Song Xi was recuperating.

Ye Jing looked at Ji Mujue in surprise. Although she knew that he was a good boss with humanistic care, it was easy to make people dream about visiting her injured subordinates so frequently.

So, Ye Jing looked at Ji Mujue warily, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ji Mujue glanced at her, and Ye Jing sensitively sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, she put away her rambling daydreams, and quickly asked, "Did something happen?"

Ji Mujue didn't deny it, but said succinctly; "Yixian is injured and is under observation at the Renci Hospital in the suburbs."

Hearing this, Ye Jing's eyes widened immediately: "What? Injured? Serious? Then why are you still here? Aren't you going to accompany Zhuyi? She must be going crazy!"

Hearing her series of questions, Ji Mujue's eyes darkened for a moment, but he still managed to maintain his superficial calmness; "I came to you because I hope you can accompany Zhuyi, I'm afraid she will be alone... ...can't hold on."

Ye Jing frowned: "Did you quarrel?"

She has been guarding Song Xi for the past few days, so she doesn't know about Lu Youran's entry into the house, and she doesn't know that Ji Mujue was so angry that he unscrupulously told the "truth" he mistakenly thought. She explained so much, but turned her head slightly to avoid Ye Jing's questioning eyes: "I will explain this to you later, and now Zhuyi urgently needs someone to support her by her side. I thought a lot, Sister Jing, are you The only right one."

Hearing what he said, Ye Jing roughly guessed that he had something to hide, so she stopped asking and nodded in cooperation, but looked at Song Xi with some anxiety: "That way..."

Before Ji Mujue could make arrangements, Song Xi waved his hand empathetically: "The doctor said more that I have a minor injury, and I can do it myself. You can take care of Madam."

Ji Mujue also nodded: "I will arrange a nurse to take care of him, don't worry."

"Okay, I'll go there right away. You can send me the hospital address and ward number later." Ye Jing said as she picked up her coat and walked out the door without stopping.

Shang Zhuyi didn't know how long she sat in front of the hospital bed, until the light outside gradually dimmed, and she realized that the day had slipped through her fingers, and the child on the hospital bed showed no sign of waking up.

The coma of this time span is completely reasonable in the eyes of common doctors, but it is always tormented in the heart of Shang Zhuyi, an anxious mother.

Just when she was about to get up and call the doctor to inquire about the situation, Ye Jing appeared outside the door.

I don't know if Shang Zhuyi moved too fast when she stood up, causing her blood pressure to be a little low. She looked at Ye Jing in a daze for a moment: "Sister Jing?"

Ye Jing nodded, noticing that something was wrong with Shang Zhu's clothes, she hurried over and grabbed her arm: "Sit down quickly, have you been sitting like this all afternoon?"