Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi gripped the rope in his hand and got into a tangle.

Before she could speak, Yan Rong, who had just been untied, was furious, stomping her feet and said, "Impossible! A femme fatale like you should be punished! Even if you stay in prison for the rest of your life and forgive your sins, it won't relieve my heart." hate!"

Shang Zhuyi lowered her head and thought for a while. Although she was still a little soft-hearted, she rationally recalled what kind of reward she got after she softened her heart to Ni Can last time, so she didn't dare to make the same mistake again.

So, she said in a low voice: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. You have come to this point today, and you can't blame anyone. It is you who have accumulated such evil results step by step. Please forgive me."

Ni Can didn't expect that Shang Zhuyi, who has always been soft-spoken and soft-hearted, would not give her a chance to survive. Her heart was suddenly covered by despair, and the look of panic and pleading gradually receded from her eyes.

She understood that now she was at the end of her rope, and the extreme resentment stimulated her heart one after another, causing her eyes to turn red. Despair is more of resentment.

"what--"

The accident happened between lightning and flint, Ni Can didn't know where the burst of strength came from, and she broke free from the restraint of the bodyguards, and then she rushed out like a predatory tiger, heading straight for Yanrong's direction past.

Yan Rong couldn't see, she only heard Ni Can's roar, and thought it was her yelling to vent her dissatisfaction and anger, so she didn't care, she didn't realize that the danger was approaching step by step, let alone dodge .

When the bodyguard and Ji Mujue reacted, Ni Can teleported to Yan Rong's side, stretched out his hand suddenly, and pushed Yan Rong violently.

Yan Rong still had an arrogant expression for one second, and was surrounded by the sense of weightlessness that was spinning around the world the next second. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah..."

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi, who was closest to Yanrong, stretched out her hand without even thinking, and grabbed Yanrong's wrist. However, she still underestimated the power of inertia. Not only did she not hold Yanrong, she was even taken He fell in the direction of the railing.

Ni Can could hardly let go of her mouth. She squeezed Yan Rong's shoulder tightly and shouted, "If you don't let me go, then we will die together!"

Yan Rong couldn't see anything, so he could only wave his arms indiscriminately, struggling in a disorderly manner, and Ni Can, who was in a rage, also burst out with amazing strength, pushing Yan Rong into the rusty iron railing together .

"Crack!"

The iron railing did not disappoint Ni Can, as expected it broke with a strong impact, Yan Rong, who was already standing unsteadily, felt that her feet were empty, and then she fell down the stairs.

Even though Shang Zhuyi didn't hold Yan Rong, she insisted on not letting go, turned around and stretched out the other hand, grabbed a relatively strong railing, gritted her teeth, barely stopped Yan Rong's falling body.

But Ni Can was not so lucky, no one stepped forward to hold her back, so her body could only obey the force of gravity, and fell awkwardly into the crack of the broken railing.

"Bang!" After falling freely for a while, Ni Can finally met the ground cordially. The tearing pain from her limbs and bones knocked her unconscious immediately, and she passed out before she could even breathe out the pain. .

But at this time upstairs, Shang Zhuyi was still supporting with her thin arms.

The bodyguards and Ji Mujue who rushed over saw this, without saying a word, they quickly bent down and hurriedly pulled up Yan Rong whose whole body was already hanging in mid-air.

The strength in his hand suddenly became lighter, and Shang Zhuyi breathed a sigh of relief, took a few deep breaths, and fell to the side as if he lost his strength.

"Hurry up, send the old lady to the hospital." Ji Mujue glanced at Shang Zhuyi worriedly, then turned his head and ordered to the bodyguards.

The bodyguard supported Yan Rong, who had already fainted from fright, nodded, and then walked out the door swiftly.

"Zhuyi, how are you feeling? Is there any discomfort? I'll send you to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup too?" Ji Mujue walked up to Shang Zhuyi worriedly and asked softly.

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi raised his eyes and gave him a relieved smile, then stretched his arms: "It's all right, except that my hands are a little sore, nothing else... I don't want to go to the hospital..."

As she said that, she seemed to think of something again, frowned and changed the subject; "Ni Can...you can get someone to send her to the hospital for treatment, she can only receive the punishment she deserves if she is alive, right? "

It's not that Ji Mujue didn't think that there was someone like Ni Can lying on his stomach downstairs, but when he thought of what she had done, he wanted to let her fend for herself here. However, since Shang Zhuyi had spoken, he had no choice but to Helplessly glanced at Shang Zhuyi, nodded and said, "Okay."

So, he frowned slightly and called the bodyguard standing by: "By the way, send that woman to the hospital for emergency treatment. Don't forget to contact the lawyer and the police. It's the best of humanity to save her life. The rest is up to you." She reaped the consequences."

The bodyguard nodded, apparently having understood Ji Mujue's intention: "Yes."

After speaking, the bodyguard turned and ran downstairs.

After explaining everything, Ji Mujue turned his head again, bent down and hugged him: "Let's go, I'll take you back to rest first, and then I need the hospital to see how my mother is doing, she must be terrified too .”

Being held in Ji Mujue's arms, Shang Zhuyi lowered her head shyly, she struggled slightly, and then said in a low voice: "I'm not hurt, please let me down."

Ji Mujue turned a deaf ear to this, still hugged her tightly, and took a step to turn around and prepare to go downstairs.

Looking downstairs and outside the warehouse, there must be bodyguards brought by Ji Mujue, Shang Zhuyi suddenly became more shy, and she tightly held Ji Mujue's arm; "Don't do this, let me down quickly, I can go back first, you first Go see how your aunt is doing."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue turned his cheek slightly, and smiled lightly; "I will go to see her, but you are also frightened, I can't feel at ease if I don't send you back personally, good boy."

Hearing his words as if coaxing a child, Shang Zhuyi was ashamed and annoyed, buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder, dressed as an ostrich, and said in a muffled voice, "You can do whatever you want."

So, Ji Mujue tightened his embrace again, and then walked downstairs slowly.

Carefully put Shang Zhuyi into the passenger seat of the car, Ji Mujue fastened the seat belt for her intimately, then detoured to the cab, started the car, and said to Shang Zhuyi: "If you are tired, just Get some sleep."

After being told by him like this, Shang Zhuyi felt a sudden loss of strength. She nodded, reached out to pick up the spare blanket from the back seat, wrapped it around her body, and fell into a deep sleep after a while .

Ji Mujue gave her a distressed look, and then slowly started the car. He drove the car very smoothly, and Shang Zhuyi was not woken up along the way.

Until the car slowly stopped at the door of Ji's old house, Ji Mujue looked at her sleeping face, although he was reluctant to part with it, he still reached out and shook her, calling softly: "Zhuyi, wake up."

"Huh?" Shang Zhuyi opened her eyes, but she still had a dazed expression of just waking up, she blinked her eyes, and then gradually woke up: "It's here?"

Ji Mujue nodded, reached out to unbuckle her seat belt, and was about to get out of the car to open the door for her, but Shang Zhuyi held down his palm; "Wait, you have already sent me to the door, I promise I won't run around anymore, so don't worry, my aunt also needs you, so you can go to the hospital to see her."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue was silent for a moment, then nodded in compromise; "Okay, I'll turn around and go to the hospital when you go in."

Shang Zhuyi smiled, lifted the blanket and got out of the car, waved to Ji Mujue, and then walked into the old house.

After Ji Mujue saw that Shang Zhuyi had entered safely, he started the car again, turned around and drove towards the hospital.

When he came to the hospital, Yan Rong had already undergone a full set of examinations and was sent back to the ward, so Ji Mujue went directly to the ward.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yan Rong, who had been frightened again and again, immediately became vigilant. She pulled up the quilt to wrap herself up, and her voice trembled slightly: "Who! Who came in?"

Hearing this, the nurses standing by quickly comforted him; "It's Mr. Ji, Madam, don't be nervous."

"Mu Jue?" Yan Rong breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that her son was coming, she tentatively stretched out her hand; "Is it you?"

Seeing this, Ji Mujue walked over slowly, raised his hand to hold Yan Rong's hand, and comforted him: "It's me, Mom, the arrangements have been made now, and Ni Can has already been handed over to the police. You don't have to be so frightened."

In fact, the doctors, nurses and nurses had told her so many times just now, but her face was still unbelievable. Even if someone passed by the door of her ward, she was as frightened as an enemy.

But Ji Mujue said the same words very convincingly, Yan Rong nodded, and seemed to have really calmed down.

The nurses standing on the side saw everything in their eyes, looked at each other helplessly, then smiled and shook their heads together.

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue took advantage of the situation and sat down again. In order to make Yan Rong more relaxed, he told her another good news: "I have arranged for someone to find another suitable donor. Song Xi went to do the final negotiation. Now His plane should have already landed, and the relevant details can be arranged a little bit, and I believe your transplant operation should be able to proceed soon."

Hearing this, Yan Rong seemed a little too happy to react, she stared at a pair of lifeless eyes, moved her mouth a few times, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue also knew that she had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and it was understandable to feel timid due to being close to home, so he didn't bother, and gave Yan Rong enough time to react.