Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

For a moment, Shang Zhuyi didn't know whether it was anger and fear that surged in her heart. In short, there was only one belief left in her heart, that is, she must never let Yan Rong touch her child again!
"Go away!" Shang Zhuyi closed her eyes and pushed suddenly, and in the next second she heard a burst of rattling noises coming from her ears.

When she opened her eyes again, Yan Rong's face had disappeared from her eyes. Just when she was a little dazed, Ji Mujue's exclamation suddenly came from the door: "Mom!"

Ye Jing hurried to Shang Zhuyi, looked her up and down: "Are you okay?"

Shang Zhuyi was still in a daze, she shook her head, then lowered her head, and saw that Yan Rong was lying on the ground with a chair still on her body, it must be that she knocked it over, but unfortunately it hit her body.

Ji Mujue was a little worried, and after hastily dealt with the urgent matter at hand, he rushed back to the hospital, thinking that even if he saw Shang Zhuyi's mother and son from a distance through the door of the ward, he would be relieved, but he didn't expect that , as soon as he approached the ward, he saw this scene.

After Yanrong fell to the ground, she didn't make a scene like her usual style. On the contrary, she froze in place as if she had been immobilized. But behind her calm appearance, her eyes were full of excitement. The waves are churning.

"Mom! How do you feel?" Although Ji Mujue was very dissatisfied with Yan Rong's previous actions, Yan Rong was his mother after all, so it was impossible for him not to be completely worried.

Yan Rong rolled her eyes, looked at Ji Mujue a little slowly, and then said in a trembling voice; "My legs...my legs..."

Hearing her words, Ji Mujue had a bad premonition, and he reached out and tapped Yan Rong's calf: "How do you feel? Does it hurt?"

Yan Rong shook her head in despair: "It doesn't hurt... I don't feel anything..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room froze.

"Doctor!" While trying to lift Yan Rong up from the cold ground, Ji Mujue called out to the doctor outside. Shang Zhuyi also came back to his senses, and quickly turned around and pressed the call bell on the hospital bed.

After a while, the doctors rushed in, subconsciously looked at the hospital bed, and when they found that the child was in good condition, they looked around suspiciously.

At this time, Ji Mujue hurriedly beckoned them to come over: "My mother fell down just now, she said that she has no feeling in her legs, hurry up..."

Hearing this, the doctors also came to their senses, quickly surrounded her, called a stretcher, and escorted Yan Rong to the emergency room beside her.

Ji Mujue walked behind the doctor, turned his head and glanced at Shang Zhuyi, but he didn't speak, turned around and walked out after him.

Shang Zhuyi stood on the spot, unable to recover, she looked down at her hands: "Just now... what did I do?"

Hearing her visibly trembling voice, Ye Jing quickly came over to comfort her and said, "You just had the instinct to protect the child, I can't blame you..."

Shang Zhuyi looked at her blankly, with complex eyes. If the scene just now was repeated, she would still choose to protect the child, but when she recalled Yan Rong lying helplessly on the ground and saying that she couldn't feel her legs Sometimes, it was hard not to feel a sense of self-blame in her heart.

"I... I didn't intend to hurt her..." Shang Zhuyi said in a low voice, not sure if she was explaining to Ye Jing or to her own heart.

Ye Jing reached out and patted her shoulder, and said softly: "I know, I know, Mu Jue will definitely understand..."

I don't know if Shang Zhuyi listened to Ye Jing's comfort, she still looked a little dazed, her eyes were fixed on the direction where Ji Mujue disappeared, her gaze was heavy.

Yan Rong was sent to the emergency treatment room, and Ji Mujue waited anxiously outside the door. He thought of Shang Zhuyi's somewhat disappointed eyes just now, and couldn't help feeling agitated.

After a while, the door of the emergency treatment room opened, and a doctor in a white coat came out with a puzzled look on his face. While talking and discussing with colleagues behind him, he walked towards Ji Mujue.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue quickly stood up and walked towards the doctor; "How is my mother?"

The doctor raised his eyes to look at him, frowning slightly: "We have done a comprehensive examination on Lingtang, there are some soft tissue contusions, but not serious, just..."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Ji Mujue just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the doctor's hesitant turning point, and he immediately frowned; "What? Is the situation not good?"

Hearing this, the doctor smiled lightly and shook his head: "That's not true, it's just that Lingtang's condition is a bit strange. After examination, we can basically confirm that her limbs have no serious organic damage, but she said her legs She lost her intuition, and we also conducted corresponding stimulation tests, and found that the perception of her legs had indeed degenerated significantly.

Ji Mujue frowned slightly, and roughly understood the doctor's words: "You mean, my mother's leg was not seriously injured, and it should have been fine, but now she has lost feeling in her leg?"

The doctor nodded, and then said hesitantly: "I discussed it with my colleagues in the Department of Orthopedics and Traumatology and Surgery, and I always think that this situation should be caused by psychogenesis, that is to say, it is the patient who is not aware of the injury he just suffered. The expansion of her heart caused her to be unable to walk normally."

The doctor's explanation was concise and to the point, and Ji Mujue roughly understood it, so he nodded. "Okay, I see, can I go and see her now?"

"Of course, it's just that the patient's mood is a little unstable due to the degeneration of leg sensation. After you go in, try not to stimulate her." The doctor gave some instructions in a soft voice, then turned and left.

Ji Mujue stood at the door for a while, then walked towards the ward.

Just outside the door of the ward, Ji Mujue heard Yan Rong's mournful cry: "My leg...Miss Nurse, where is the doctor? I want to ask them what happened to my leg!"

Of course the nurses knew about the situation, so they showed embarrassment: "Madam, rest at ease first, the doctor is making a treatment plan for you, I believe your legs will improve soon."

"What does it mean to improve? Could it be that this is the only way I can do it in the future?" Yan Rong exclaimed in a screaming voice; "Impossible! I can't just lie down like this!"

The nurse couldn't bear it, so she continued: "The test results show that your leg is fine, and the symptoms of unconsciousness should only be temporary. Don't worry."

"Really?" Yan Rong seemed to be in disbelief: "I'm really fine?"

The current medical level is improving rapidly, and the most cutting-edge inspection standards may be completely replaced at any time, so just to be on the safe side, the nurse did not dare to be too sure: "This... it seems that it is In this way, you can still check the results further and talk about it.”

Hearing the hesitation in their tone, Yan Rong's heart immediately twitched: "What do you mean? That is to say, there are likely to be other problems found in the inspection?"

The nurses were a little numb from her question, and after quickly finishing the work in hand, they threw down an ambiguous answer, turned around and fled quickly.

Yan Rong was left alone in the ward, which made her even more flustered. Looking at the direction where the nurses disappeared, she shouted helplessly, "Don't leave, speak clearly!"

Seeing this, Ji Mujue didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and hurriedly walked towards the ward.

"Mom," Ji Mujue walked to Yanrong's bed and supported Yanrong who was about to fall off the bed: "Calm down, I have asked the doctor about your condition just now, they said that your problem is not serious, as long as you take care of yourself With treatment, you will get better soon."

Hearing her son's voice, Yan Rong seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She grabbed Ji Mujue's sleeve: "Mujue! Is what you said true?"

Although Ji Mujue was not sure, but seeing Yan Rong's mental state, he could only tell a white lie: "Of course it is true, the doctor told me himself."

Yan Rong is in the stage of going through drastic changes, so even if it is what Ji Mujue said, she can't help being a little suspicious: "Really? But just now the nurses said..."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue interrupted her with a faint smile: "How can the nurses have a doctor who understands the condition? I heard what the doctor said, so it must be true."

Hearing Ji Mujue's reassurance, Yan Rong felt a little relieved, she blinked her eyes, and then obediently leaned back on the bed.

Before coming in, Ji Mujue was still a bit skeptical about Yan Rong's symptoms, and suspected that she was faking it. After all, the doctor also said that there was no damage in the examination, but when he saw that Yan Rong was so panic-stricken just now, he could no longer care about the reserve and pride she had been trying to maintain. Only then did he believe that this strange symptom might really exist, and the crux was in Yan Rong's heart, invisible but intangible, but it did exist.

This makes the situation even more complicated, Ji Mujue thought with some headache.

Yan Rong leaned against the head of the bed and sat there for a while, then suddenly her expression became ferocious, and she slammed the mattress: "You should have seen it, I became like this because of that Shang Zhuyi! I told you a long time ago You, she is a woman with a heart of snakes and scorpions, you still don't believe it! Now that I have been murdered like this, you should be able to listen to my words!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue frowned slightly, and didn't want to discuss this issue with her now: "Mom, the doctor said that you should rest in peace and rest, and don't get angry. I will talk to Zhuyi about this matter, you can rest first. "

"What else are you talking about?" Yan Rong was clearly dissatisfied with Ji Mujue's perfunctory attitude: "What else is there to talk about?"