The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

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There are only Mr. Ji, Ji Rong and the doctor in the rehabilitation room.

Ji Rong was persuading Mr. Ji, who sat in a wheelchair and yelled, "Go away, you wish my old bones would fall apart, right?"

"Dad." Ji Rong said angrily, "How can you be fine if you don't cooperate with the doctor."

"Anyway, I don't practice, so go away, don't bother me." Mr. Ji is in his seventies, his voice is loud, and he is full of breath just after recovering from a serious illness. It seems that he is still in good health.

Ji Rong still wanted to persuade him, but he heard Ji Hanzhi's voice behind him saying: "Grandpa, you are playing childish again, see I found you a training partner."

As soon as Old Man Ji turned his head, he saw a young man in a wheelchair, who smiled at him and called out, "Grandpa."

Mr. Ji said puzzledly: "This..."

Wen Ziqian pushed the wheelchair over and introduced himself: "I'm Ji Sishao's friend. I heard that grandpa is ill, so I came to see him."

Seeing his legs leaning aside, his right hand was wearing a black glove, with his thumb and index finger exposed, Mr. Ji asked strangely, "You are young, what's wrong?"

"Accidentally injured." Wen Ziqian compared his chest, and said, "I haven't felt anything from here on down."

Old man Ji was startled, he is paralyzed now, and the feeling of numbness scares him.But the child lost consciousness to two-thirds of his body, and he felt pitiful immediately.

Wen Ziqian smiled: "But it's okay, Grandpa, I drove here to see you today. From home to the hospital, I don't need help from others. Do you know why?"

Old man Ji shook his head, he even doubted what the child said.He is only partially paralyzed, unable to get up and get dressed. He does not believe that most half-paralyzed people can take care of themselves completely.

Wen Ziqian saw that Mr. Ji climbed the pole according to his words, and cooperated more than expected, so he hurriedly said, "Because of the importance of rehabilitation."

After going around for a while, and finally got to the point, Ji Rong hurried to see Mr. Ji's expression.Not only was the old man not impatient, he listened quite seriously.

"Rehabilitation can help us control our body to a great extent and improve the quality of life. For patients with thoracic paralysis, there is a big difference between those who do not have rehabilitation and those who insist on rehabilitation. There are also those who have early rehabilitation and those who have delayed rehabilitation. There is a big difference. We have to face reality, the sooner you recover, the better the prognosis, so we must cooperate with the doctor, grandpa."

Mr. Ji frowned, pointed at the rehabilitation therapist at the side, and said, "I'm an old man, and only one hand is flexible. That kid will let me do some movements that I can't do. Don't, I can't do it." arrive."

Wen Ziqian took off his gloves, and stretched out his two hands in front of Mr. Ji. His right hand was visibly thinner, the last three fingers curled into the palm of his hand, and his wrist was visibly thinner. "Grandpa, I suffered a comminuted fracture of my right hand in an accident and injured my nerves. I only recovered 60.00% of my function. You can see that my arm can't even be stretched straight. Compared with you, I have two legs and half a hand. I am comparable to Grandpa's. The situation is even worse. So, Grandpa, if I can do it, you can do it too, don’t you think so?”

Ji Hanzhi was a little surprised when he saw him take off his gloves for the first time.During that meal, he still wondered what kind of gloves Wen Ziqian was wearing, it was weird.

Wen Ziqian is left-handed, and he really didn't see anything at that time.Looking at it this way, I just feel that this person's body is so dilapidated, and the perception level of the gesture just now is quite high, so it is said that this person is barely one-third normal?

Old Master Ji had found a fellow patient who felt sorry for him. He stretched out his hand to hold Wen Ziqian's right hand, and said regretfully, "Oh, how old you are, why did you have to suffer such a crime?"

Wen Ziqian followed the old man's words and replied respectfully: "Grandpa, I'm turning 27 soon."

Old Man Ji sighed and said, "You're only four or three years younger than my family, hey, what a shame." The more the old man talked, the more distressed he became, and he even forgot about his own situation.

"When did you get hurt?"

"Less than nineteen."

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Who took care of you these years..."

Wen Ziqian was most resistant to this matter in his heart. If it was someone else, he would have lost his patience long ago.However, when Old Master Ji asked, he had to answer, and when he answered, he was extremely unwilling, and looked at Ji Hanzhi with a slight frown.

Ji Hanzhi watched him frown slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, reluctantly coping with the old man, he looked like a spoiled little daughter-in-law, far from the usual cold eyebrows.

The old man hasn't spoken for a long time, once the chatterbox is opened, it won't be able to stop for a while.Taking advantage of the old man's inattention, Wen Ziqian gave Ji Hanzhi another wink and told him to rush to rescue him.

Ji Hanzhi walked over, bent down and coaxed Old Master Ji, and said, "Grandpa, Ziqian has something to do later, why don't we start rehabilitation."

The rehabilitation doctor walked over to explain the movement skills to Mr. Ji, and it was rare that he was not interrupted by the old man.

Ji Hanzhi walked to Wen Ziqian's side, bent down and said in a low voice, "Tiantian is so cold, I didn't expect you to act in bitter scenes."

He was too close, and his posture was rather ambiguous. His breath sprayed on Wen Ziqian's face, so ambiguous that people wanted to slap him.

Wen Ziqian backed the wheelchair, glared at him and said, "Your dad is watching."

Ji Hanzhi squinted at Ji Rong, said: "Let you go first." Then he stood up straight and walked towards Ji Rong.

Accompanied by Wen Ziqian, old man Ji really started to cooperate. Wen Ziqian had to do some movements several times before old man Ji followed suit. Within half an hour, Wen Ziqian felt his eyes go black.

After recovering for two full hours, Ji Rong left beforehand. Ji Hanzhi sat on a bench not far away, crossing his legs and looking at Wen Ziqian who stood up.

Wearing a long brace and holding a walker, Wen Ziqian demonstrated a few steps forward.He didn't walk very well, he couldn't lift his toes off the ground, and he relied on his arms to support his body.However, it gave Mr. Ji great encouragement.

The rehabilitator said: "You can see that Mr. Wen can stand up and walk, and you have no problem."

Wen Ziqian and the doctor encouraged him together, and Mr. Ji stood up tremblingly with the doctor's support.

Wen Ziqian turned to face Ji Hanzhi, feeling his domineering and oppressive eyes out of the corner of his eye, and frowned.

Just as he was thinking about something, he suddenly saw old man Ji staggering. The doctor stretched out his hand to grab the space, and the old man fell to the side.

Wen Ziqian almost reflexively raised his left hand to support the old man's back, and pushed up hard. His right hand was already dysfunctional, and he couldn't support his body with one hand. He lost his center of gravity and fell hard on the mat. He would not be able to catch his breath for a while.

Ji Hanzhi ran over and said, "Grandpa is okay."

Mr. Ji was picked up by the rehabilitation practitioner, but he was frightened, he stabilized his heartbeat, and said, "I'm fine, look at Ziqian."

Wen Ziqian lay on the ground, enduring the pain, and waved his hand at Mr. Chong Ji, "It's okay."

The rehabilitation teacher said: "Old man, you should rest today, don't rush for success."

He helped Mr. Ji into the wheelchair and walked to the ward.

Old Master Ji still did not forget to ask: "Xiao Si, I will leave Ziqian to you."

Ji Hanzhi smiled and said, "Well, go and rest, Grandpa."

After Mr. Ji left, Ji Hanzhi squatted down, looked at Wen Ziqian and said, "How is it? Can you get up?"

"fine."

Ji Hanzhi reached out to help him, but he pushed him away and refused, "Don't touch me."

Wen Ziqian was completely dizzy from the fall, his arms hurt, and he struggled to sit up several times.He supported the ground with one hand, untied the bracket with the other, and then slowly stood up on his knees while supporting the wheelchair.

He couldn't complete the transfer from low to high independently at all, and he didn't want to show weakness to Ji Hanzhi, so he supported the wheelchair with both hands, trying to prop himself up.As a result, after trying several times, I couldn't even lift my butt off the ground.

"Pfft..." Ji Hanzhi, who had been squatting by the side, suddenly laughed, and said, "I used to think that your donkey temper is really annoying, but now I suddenly think it's cute." for a moment.

Wen Ziqian felt disgusted in his heart, raised his hand to pat him away, and said, "Don't touch me."

The more tempered he is, the more interested Ji Hanzhi is. He deliberately leaned his head towards him and said, "I like your little wild cat's temperament, and I'm so itchy to catch you. Consider following me to ensure that your business will go smoothly. If you want to invest, you can take it." What kind of land, in city b, just my dad said."

Wen Ziqian said sarcastically: "Ji Hanzhi, if you didn't get a good father, you would still have so many people fawning on you? Who do you think you are?"

Ji Hanzhi didn't take it seriously, and laughed loudly: "This is also ability, such things as power, you know the taste...for example..." He suddenly leaned over and threw Wen Ziqian down, pressed his hands, and said with the corners of his mouth: "For example ... Now that I'm on the president of Wen's, no one can do anything to me? This is the biggest difference between power and money."

As he said that, he bowed his head and kissed, Wen Ziqian yelled "Get out", and turned his head away from his lips.

Ji Hanzhi took advantage of the situation and bit Wen Ziqian's pale neck, wishing to bleed out a bite.

How could Wen Ziqian stand up to such oppression, his right hand was so painful that his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't resist with only his left hand, he was so disgusted that he almost vomited.

"Ji Hanzhi, you are not afraid of being seen by others, let me tell you!"

Ji Hanzhi is not afraid of everything, but he is a little afraid of his father.He raised his head, let go of the restraining hand, and said with a smile, "Seven inches, it's quite ruthless."

Wen Ziqian rubbed his arms and barely got up.

Ji Hanzhi picked him up and put him on the wheelchair, and said sarcastically, "Wen Ziqian, you shouldn't have provoked me. Since you already owe me favors, you must pay them back."

"What do you want?" Wen Ziqian pretended to be confused with understanding.

Ji Hanzhi smiled and said, "I want your people...and your heart."

Wen Ziqian sneered, and said, "Then you wait slowly." He pushed the wheelchair back a few steps, and then left the hospital.

Seeing that Ji Hanzhi didn't follow, he breathed a sigh of relief, only feeling weak all over, and tremblingly moved himself into the car.At this moment, the wrists of both hands were in severe pain. When he fell down, he accidentally supported the ground, and he drove the car home only because of his anger towards Ji Hanzhi.

Zhang Shun saw Wen Ziqian's car parked in the yard, there was no movement for a long time, so he hurried over and said, "Master, why did you come back?" He walked closer and saw Wen Ziqian leaning on the back of the chair, looking at him with half-open eyes His face was covered in cold sweat, and he was panting so badly that he couldn't speak.He was startled, and hurriedly shouted into the room: "Hurry up and bring the young master's medicine."

Wen Ziqian was breathing heavily, and a bad breath was lingering in his chest.This sense of powerlessness made him deeply frustrated. He wished to cut Ji Hanzhi into pieces, but he knew that for the sake of that piece of land, he had to face him with a smile on his face.

He grabbed the neckline with his hands, wishing he could find a place where no one was around and cry bitterly.

He let others play with him, spray him with medicine, let him go, and carry him home.

Qin Cang had been sitting by the window waiting for him to come back, seeing the commotion downstairs, he was very anxious.He couldn't walk too fast, so he held on to the wall and took a few quick steps. As soon as he reached the door, he saw the servant carrying Wen Ziqian inside.

He didn't have the strength to help, so he said anxiously: "Quickly, unbutton his clothes and let him lie down." He hurriedly walked back while supporting the wall.

Everyone was busy, helping Wen Ziqian change his sweaty clothes, feeding him some water, and retreating out after he calmed down.

Qin Cang's back was injured, and he was determined but lacking strength, so he could only hold his hand and stroke his forehead in distress.

"Don't be so brave, look at you, you have to do this every time, deliberately making me sad."

Naturally, Wen Ziqian couldn't hear, the medicine had a sedative effect, and he was already drowsy.

Qin Cang wiped his sweat with a towel in distress, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a red mark, turned his head suspiciously, the man's head was powerlessly turned to the side, and a purple tooth mark on his neck suddenly broke into Qin Cang's eyes inside.