After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

Zhuo Yijing slowly walked to Sang Zhi, handed her a tissue, and sat down next to her.

Sang Zhi lowered his head and looked at the tissue in his hand, his emotions unclear.

Zhuo Ziyue frowned slightly when he saw himself.

"Dad, why are you alone? Where is the lame brother-in-law?"

"……he's gone."

Zhuo Yijin said calmly, his face calm.

"Dad, that man is sister Xinrong's fiancé, but he said he was Zhizhi's boyfriend. Just now he touched Zhizhi's face! I was so angry! So, is he cheating on her?"

Children are just children after all.

"How do I know? But you can ask your teacher Sang."

Zhuo Yijin glanced at the mulberry branches with a sharp gaze like an eagle, with a vague sneer at the corner of his lips as he spoke casually.

Sang Zhi moved her lips and slowly tightened her palms. She pursed her lips and turned pale.

"I, I have nothing to do with him...don't listen to his nonsense."

Sang Zhi turned and glanced at Zhuo Yijing, his expression getting colder, "Mr. Zhuo, what are you still doing here? Xie Fengyi has already left."

"Stay with my son."

Zhuo Yijin's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

The corner of Zhuo Ziyue's mouth twitched fiercely, and he suddenly got into Zhuo Yijing's arms, stood on tiptoes, held his handsome face with her white and tender hands, and rubbed it back and forth.

"what are you doing?"

Zhuo Yijin frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and she scolded him coldly.

"Dad, I'm looking to see if there is a halo on your head. What you just said about staying with me really touched my son."

"..."

Sang Zhi glanced at the father and son, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

The door of the operating room was suddenly pushed open, and Sang Zhi suddenly stood up and ran over.

Sang Zhi looked at the leading doctor in surgical clothes and said hurriedly, "Doctor, how is the patient?"

"It is no longer life-threatening, but you must find a way to prepare for amputation as soon as possible and sign the consent form for surgery."

"Doctor, can you avoid amputation?"

Sang Zhi frowned.

"We recommend amputation...His leg, because it was delivered too late, is already necrotic...If it is not amputated, it will not last for a few days."

The doctor spoke seriously, with a serious expression.

"Doctor, it's really not possible to amputate the leg. If it is, he might rather die... Doctor, please help us. Doctor, he actually studies dancing... His legs can't be disabled..."

Su Xiuqing suddenly rushed over again, holding the doctor's arm tightly. Just as she was about to kneel down, the doctor held her back.

The doctor looked at her helplessly and sighed.

"Ma'am, don't get excited, technology is very advanced nowadays... If you don't have an amputation, your husband may not be able to survive for long."

The doctor frowned. He pulled out his arm and turned to look at Sang Zhi. "You should calm down the family members first. The operation must be quick..."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Su Xiuqing stood there blankly.

"Auntie, it's more important for uncle to be alive than anything else. Niuniu is still so young..."

Sangzhi wanted to help Su Xiuqing, but she pushed her away. Sangzhi staggered and hit a wall of flesh.

"Are you okay?"

She was a little panicked when she heard the familiar voice above her head.

Zhuo Yijing's palm clasped her arm with a calm expression.

"It's all your fault, you idiot."

Su Xiuqing stared at Sang Zhi with cold eyes.

"Since you came to our house, nothing good has happened. You destroyed your adoptive father's family, and now you are here to destroy us!! Our family has been in trouble for eight lifetimes, and you are still a scourge..."

Sang Zhi looked at the aggressive and completely unfamiliar Su Xiuqing in front of him, his face turned pale, and his palms slowly tightened.

When her ears were covered with cold palms, Sang Zhi froze slightly and turned her head to glance at the handsome man behind her. His hands were covering her ears.

At that moment, Sangzhi seemed to really hear nothing.

This familiar feeling...

Sangzhi was stunned for a moment.

Yixun...

In her memory, there seemed to be... such a pair of hands that would cover her ears when she was insulted.

Sang Zhi was in a daze, her dark jade-like eyes filled with inexplicable emotions. She raised her eyes slightly, and what caught her eye was Zhuo Yijing's chiseled jaw.

"Ms. Su, if you want your husband to live a good life without amputation, then please calm down first. Your husband's leg injury was not caused by her."

"I have arranged for experts in this field who will be here soon. We will discuss the specific matters later. You should stabilize your emotions first and don't take it out on innocent people."

Zhuo Yijin frowned and looked at Su Xiuqing condescendingly, his eyes were deep and cold, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but there was an air of intimidation in it.

Su Xiuqing looked at Zhuo Yijing blankly, as if she had seen a savior.

"Is it really possible? No need for amputation?" Su Xiuqing's eyes were red and she spoke tremblingly.

"I can't completely guarantee it, but I can tell you that it is indeed promising. I have contacted an expert. He has been abroad all year round and is now rushing back... I hope that before the expert gives advice, Ms. Su, you can stabilize your emotions. Don't Anger on innocent people.”

"Okay... okay. I promise you, I promise you!" Su Xiuqing looked at Zhuo Yijing and nodded repeatedly.

"Zhizhi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have vented my anger on you." Su Xiuqing quickly bowed to Sangzhi and apologized, her face extremely pale.

Sang Zhi broke away from Zhuo Yijing's arm, stepped forward and hugged Su Xiuqing, with a hoarse voice, "Aunt, it's okay. Don't worry, uncle will be fine when the experts come."

"Zhizhi, I'm sorry."

Su Xiuqing repeated her apology in a daze. Sang Zhi looked at her bloodshot eyes and comforted her for a long time. She didn't leave until Su Xiuqing fell asleep in the ward.

As soon as Sang Zhi opened the door of the ward, he saw Zhuo Yijing standing with his back against the wall, looking casual and indifferent, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand.

"Where's Ziyue?"

Sang Zhi looked at him, tugged her lips, and spoke in a low voice.

"I went to play with the children in the next ward." Zhuo Yi said calmly and casually handed the milk tea in his hand to Sang Zhi.

"Mr. Zhuo, thank you again today."

Sangzhi took the milk tea, stiffly pulled the corners of his lips, and smiled to himself.

Yesterday... I just sent a message to the man in front of me.He said that he would give him money to clear up the relationship.

As a result... I owe another favor.

What a trick of fate.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyebrows and looked indifferent.

"Let's go?"

Zhuo Yi's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at her face, then moved his eyes away, his eyes dark.

Sang Zhi hesitated for a moment, then met his eyes and said, "Okay."

The two walked to the lake scenic area behind the hospital.

"Every time I see Miss Sang, you are always in such a mess."

Zhuo Yijing did not look at the woman beside him. He squinted slightly and casually looked at the scenery of the hospital lake area.