Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Hearing her malicious speculation about Shang Zhuyi's intentions, Ji Mujue couldn't help feeling agitated, and he frowned slightly: "Mom, Zhuyi is not such a person."

Hearing this, Yan Rong became even more annoyed: "You are still defending her! Just wait and see, there will be a day when you can see her true face clearly!"

The corners of Ji Mujue's mouth were tense, and he looked a little unhappy, but compared to these, he was more worried about Yan Rong's injury right now, so he turned his head and urged the helper: "Did you call? Why hasn't the doctor come yet?"

The helper who was asked immediately lowered his head nervously, and then replied in a low voice: "I have already called, and the ambulance should be on the way..."

As if to prove the authenticity of what she said, before her words fell, a series of alarm bells rang outside the door, and then several medical staff in uniforms walked into the living room with medicine boxes : "Where is the patient?"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue turned around, and while instructing the helper to take care of her face, she walked downstairs quickly: "The patient is upstairs, and she has difficulty moving, so I might trouble you to make a trip."

The medical staff had been prepared for a long time, and a person who looked like a team leader turned to his intern and said, "Take the stretcher and follow me."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ji Mujue again: "Please lead the way."

Ji Mujue didn't delay too much, nodded, then turned around and walked upstairs.

After leading the medical staff into the guest room, Ji Mujue walked to Yan Rong's side first, and said softly: "You are seriously injured, you should go to the hospital for an examination."

As soon as the medical staff came in, they saw Yan Rong's condition. They immediately surrounded Yan Rong with the medicine box, took out the medicine for disinfection and bandaging without any explanation, and began to treat Yan Rong's wound.

Yan Rong's complexion was still as grave as a mysterious altar, but in front of outsiders, she couldn't quarrel with Ji Mujue over housework anymore, so she let the medical staff roughly bandage her wound after busy work.

"Hiss——" Yan Rong was in a bad mood at first, but who knew that the doctors and nurses were so careless, and she was sweating profusely from the pain of dealing with a wound, so she shouted angrily: "Can you take it lightly?" One point, this leg is long with meat!"

Hearing this, the doctors looked up at Ji Mujue in surprise: "Didn't you just say that the patient's legs are inconvenient?"

Ji Mujue was all worried about his appearance, so he didn't understand the meaning of the doctor's question for a while, but he still tried to be considerate and polite, and said softly: "Yes, my mother lost consciousness in her leg because of an accident, so Not quite..."

Halfway through the talk, he also realized that something was wrong, so he slightly widened his eyes and looked at Yan Rong in disbelief: "Mom, do you feel something in your leg?"

This time, even Yan Rong who was grinning just now was stunned. After a while, she seemed to have found her own voice; "I...my legs..."

As she spoke, she supported the armrest of the wheelchair with her hand, gritted her teeth and tried her best to move her calf. Miraculously, her leg was really lifted slowly. Although the movement was a bit slow and stiff, the range of the leg lift It can still be clearly discerned by the naked eye, it will not be her hallucination!
For a moment, Yan Rong temporarily forgot the unhappiness just now, and looked at Ji Mujue with surprise and joy: "I can move, I can move!"

Ji Mujue was also very surprised, and nodded slightly with the corners of his mouth raised; "Your leg has regained consciousness!"

The doctor on the side looked at the happy expressions of the two of them, smiled lightly, and then raised his hand to support Yanrong's knee; "Maybe it's because of the stimulation of pain, but it's not a good time to celebrate, your leg He suffered serious injuries to his upper arm and elbow, so he should be admitted to the hospital for examination."

Feeling the sensation of her legs again, Yan Rong felt a strong sense of joy in her heart, which temporarily dilutes the anger of her grandson being taken away. Therefore, Yan Rong didn't make much resistance, so she nodded and asked the accompanying nurses to take her away. He was helped to the stretcher, and then sent to the ambulance. Ji Mujue followed closely behind, and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

Standing at the door of the treatment room, Ji Mujue smelled the smell of disinfectant that he could always smell these days, and a wry smile appeared on his face. He just took Shang Zhuyi out of the hospital, and now he brought Yanrong in again. He really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the door of the treatment room was slowly opened, and Ji Mujue rushed to greet him: "How is my mother?"

The doctor took off his mask and gave him a consoling smile: "Mr. Ji, don't worry, Lingtang's condition is not too bad, and there was no wound infection when he was sent to the hospital in time, and after examination, it can be basically confirmed that Lingtang's leg nerves Her reflexes have fully recovered, in other words, she can walk around after the wound heals."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled lightly and nodded: "Thanks for your hard work."

The doctor also nodded in salute, and then turned to look at Yan Rong who was being slowly pushed out of the treatment room; "Take a good rest for a few days, and be careful not to let the wound get wet. As long as there is no infection and inflammation, you can recover soon."

Ji Mujue lowered his eyes silently, expressing that he had written it down, and then walked to Yan Rong's hospital bed, seeing her tired expression, didn't say much, just followed behind the nurses, telling her that Yan Rong had been sent to the VIP ward.

After returning to the ward, Yan Rong looked around at the senior nurse standing in the room, half-closed her eyes, and said in a low voice, "You guys go out first, I will call you if necessary."

Hearing this, these nurses who often accompanied the rich people nodded their heads in a very sensible way, without saying anything, they filed out quietly, even before leaving the room, they still stretched out their hands to cover the door. up.

When everyone was gone, Yan Rong looked up at Ji Mujue, and said in a tone that had nothing to do with discussion; "Go and get the child back to me."

Ji Mujue frowned a little irritably: "I have already agreed to Zhuyi, not to mention, I also think it is a better choice for the child to stay with her."

"What's wrong!" Yan Rong finally couldn't help shouting out: "She doesn't even have the ability to support herself now, what can she do to take good care of my two grandchildren?"

"I will pay enough alimony." Ji Mujue said in a low voice.

Listening to your rebuttals, Yan Rong became even more irritable in her heart: "Ha, after all, isn't she just making an excuse about the child, asking you for money around the corner? Isn't our Ji family I can't afford the money, but I can't let her be so cheap and act good!"

Ji Mujue frowned irritably, the joy in his heart just now because of his face and legs regained consciousness, was immediately diluted by her nonsense; "Enough, Mom, you are still a wounded person, can you rest in peace and don't interfere with me anymore? What happened?"

"No!" Yan Rong also answered him bluntly: "In short, I only want one result, and that is that Shang Zhuyi will get out of our Ji's house completely, and the child must stay."

"Don't you think it's too cruel to just ask? After all, Zhuyi is the mother of two children." Ji Mujue's mouth tightened and he whispered.

"So what? I'm still your mother, can you listen to my wishes?" Yan Rong was like a firecracker, braving sparks, ready to explode at any time.

Seeing her reluctance, Ji Mujue knew that there was no point in arguing any longer, so he took a deep breath and waved his hands helplessly; "You should take a good rest, the company still has something to do, I will Go back and call a nurse if necessary."

After speaking, he immediately turned around and walked out the door.

Seeing this, Yan Rong immediately frowned, and said coldly, "Stop!"

Ji Mujue didn't pay attention to her, but acted as if he didn't hear her, and left the ward quickly without any pause in his steps.

Yan Rong sat on the hospital bed, and if she moved a little, the wound would be involved, and there was no way to chase it out, so she could only smash the edge of the bed a few times angrily, gritted her teeth and growled: "This unfilial son!"

After Ji Mujue left the hospital, he didn't go back to the company, but drove to the door of the small apartment where Shang Zhuyi temporarily lived according to the address Shang Zhuyi had provided in the text message just now.

He repeatedly checked whether the house number of the house in front of him was consistent with what Shang Zhuyi told him, and after confirming several times, he finally raised his hand and lightly pressed the doorbell.

There was a hurried voice from inside: "Wait a minute, come right away!"

Although separated by the door, Ji Mujue keenly discerned that the owner of the voice was Shang Zhuyi, so he stood still outside the door, waiting patiently for Shang Zhuyi to open the door for him.

After waiting for a while, Shang Zhuyi hurriedly opened the door, with an apologetic smile on his face that was too late to take back; "Sorry, I'm late...how is it you?"

As she said that, Shang Zhuyi frowned, and she half-closed the door that was going to open wide again: "I remember I said let the driver come to open the car, right? When will Director Ji work part-time as his driver?" gone?"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue looked embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly adjusted back, and he smiled politely and gracefully: "I just want to see how you... and the child are getting settled, you can't invite me Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Shang Zhuyi still stood on the same spot like a nail, and didn't give way to let Ji Mujue enter the house at all: "That's unnecessary, I am very grateful that you helped me pick up the child today, but this thank you is only It’s limited to words, and I can’t accept the rest.”

Hearing her resolute refusal, Ji Mujue's eyes darkened for a moment, but it didn't mean he gave up, so he said slowly: "Although I promised to give you the custody of the child, but You have to let me know about the environment in which the child will live in the future, otherwise how can I rest assured, you should be able to understand, right?"