Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Zhiqing jumped down from upstairs, like a white bird spreading its wings, and the empty hospital gown fluttered down in the wind, like a white kite falling.

Jiang Zhiyi just watched her jump off like that. The moment the bird landed, someone covered her eyes behind her. Through the gap, only swaying green trees could be seen. Shi Qingyi reached out from behind and walked through the wheelchair to hug her. The trembling eyelashes swept across her palm.

Gu Chuanjing clung to the railing and shouted Jiang Zhiqing's name.

The weather in May and June seems to heat up in advance, as terrifying as a steamer.

Jiang Zhiqing didn't know whether it was good luck or bad luck. The third floor was not high, but the flowers jumped down and broke her arm and ribs. The broken ribs almost hit the internal organs and required a minor operation.

A familiar nurse arranged a temporary ward for them. Jiang Zhiyi's back was completely soaked. Shi Qingyi wiped her back with hot water. Her muscles were so tense that she held Shi Qingyi's hand halfway through the wipe.

Shi Qingyi went over to hold her cold hand knowingly, patted her tight back one by one, and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid."

The trembling man buried his head in her arms, his breathing was heavy, she was sitting in a wheelchair tightly hugging Shi Qingyi's waist, as if she had been touched by some horrible memory.

For example, in the car accident three years ago, or on that rainy night three years ago, she also wanted to jump off the roof——

Shi Qingyi patted her shoulder lightly with his hands, and half coaxed her to raise her head to wipe her forehead, and the door was opened.

The middle-aged woman outside the door stood stiffly, her eyes were looking at the scene in front of her, her face turned blue, Shi Qingyi instinctively wanted to back away so as not to embarrass Jiang Zhiyi, she only backed away a little, and was firmly caught by the people around her up the arm.

She grabbed so close that the arm of the person she was holding was painful, Shi Qingyi only frowned slightly and didn't say a word.

"aunt--"

Her hoarse voice came out, and the woman at the door burst into tears, sliding down the gully on her face, vaguely showing the passage of time, she was wearing old blue clothes and washed white trousers, kneeling on one knee down.

"Zhiyi, please save your sister and uncle..."

"Your uncle treated you badly in the past, but he has also received retribution now. He was paralyzed three years ago from gas poisoning. He can't even move himself, so he is a useless person. Now the liver cirrhosis is gone. My sister has been working so hard to take care of her father these past few years, and now something happened and she was still calling you in the ward yesterday, why don't you go to see her, Zhiyi, how can you bear it..."

The woman sitting in the wheelchair was against the light, the sun shone in from behind her, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. She looked compassionate and gloomy. She quietly looked at the kneeling woman in front of her, but quietly touched her broken limb with her hand. limb.

The woman's tears seem to flow endlessly, the bitterness of this half of life is unfinished, the home has been blown away in the wind, the husband is dying to die, the daughter lost her child and became mentally disturbed, and the niece became disabled in a car accident.

"Zhiyi, you know, you know your uncle and your father..."

"Auntie—" the person who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke, his voice was low, his body tensed even more, and he even leaned forward a little.

The sun was scorching hot for a moment.

……

The very famous doctor was finally free, Shi Qingyi pushed Jiang Zhiyi to walk in the empty corridor, the sunlight in the corridor was blocked by the railings, Jiang Zhiyi held her hand in an awkward position: "Will you Think I'm unkind?"

She gently helped up the woman who had suffered all her life, stopped her from continuing, and told her in a gentle voice, Auntie, I am grateful for your kindness in raising me up, and I will give you a pension in the future, and take care of you in the future. But I will not pay for the operation fee for the person who abused me, not even a penny.

The woman's eyes gradually widened, and soon a warm liquid rolled down and hit the back of her hand. She began to describe in detail how painful her uncle's life is now.

She just listened quietly, helped him up little by little, and never said a word.

She knew it was miserable, hemiplegia was a lifetime of pain, and because of long-term alcoholism left many sequelae, she couldn't move herself, life was worse than death, she knew it clearly, after all, this hospital had part of her financing.

But she still remembers the pain and fear of being beaten and shivering in a corner when she was a child. The shadows of those years are always with her, never leaving.

Shi Qingyi didn't answer her, and walked a long way, before she leaned down when her expression became gloomy and hesitant, kissed her on the forehead, and whispered softly: "Did I tell you that three years ago your uncle The gambling debts I owed were made by me?"

You see, I am not as good as you think. I am also like you, with a side behind the light.

Jiang Zhiyi's fingers curled up unconsciously. The nurse had already come out. She glanced at the two intimate people in surprise, and coughed: "Doctor Chen let Miss Jiang in."

After a pause, the young nurse was afraid that they might misunderstand something, and explained with a smile: "I'm just surprised, Ms. Jiang came here by herself before."

She is ashamed of her disability, and has a natural hostility towards anyone approaching her.

Shi Qingyi handed the wheelchair to the nurse and blinked: "I will come with her from now on."

The lady nurse couldn't help but be surprised by this kind of show of affection similar to being upright, and she laughed after a while, then closed the door mercilessly.

Inside was an elderly female doctor wearing thick glasses. Seeing Jiang Zhiyi coming in, she gently pushed the frame of the glasses: "Miss Jiang seems to be in good condition recently."

The person in the wheelchair withdrew his yearning gaze towards the outside, closed his eyes slightly, and after a moment of separation, he began to think again, thinking about what she was doing outside, who she met...

Her desire to possess and control is getting stronger and stronger, just like three years ago, and even more serious.

This is wrong, she told herself over and over again in her heart, but she couldn't help it, she couldn't help it at all.

If things go on like this, she will scare away those who finally come back...

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Jiang Zhiyi's reexamination would take a long time, Shi Qingyi searched for her memory and walked outside a certain ward.

The two beds inside are probably suffering from liver disease. One old man is surrounded by younger generations who are caring and caring, with fruit and flower baskets, and his children are talking with him, while the other is deserted.

Before Jiang Zhiqing jumped out of the operating room, Jiang's mother went to wait, but no one came to take care of him.

The man who looked ferocious back then has lost a lot of weight now, his eyes are sunken, there are still tears on his face that have not been wiped off, and saliva is dripping down the corner of his mouth. He can't see the ferocity of the past at all.

In just three short years, he had changed from a well-mannered man into a dying old man.

Shi Qingyi looked at the comparison through the thin window, and suddenly asked, "Is the gas poisoning a year ago really an accident?"

The system that had been pretending to be dead for a long time fell silent again and again, before speaking for a long time: "You don't believe her?"

Shi Qingyi: "..."

System probe: "You are beginning to feel that the villain is wrong?"

"What's wrong? Does liver cirrhosis have something to do with her?" The woman raised her eyes a little, her eyes were emotionless, she lightly touched the glass with her right hand, it was cold, without any warmth.

When Jiang Zhiyi came out, she didn't see anyone, but only saw an empty space, her heart suffocated subconsciously, her nails dug into her palm inch by inch, Shi Qingyi wasn't there, where would she go?Does she want to leave herself?

More and more horrific and uneasy speculations came out of the front corridor. Shi Qingyi walked over with soy milk and millet porridge, and looked a little surprised: "Come out so soon? How? I'm afraid you will be hungry." Went out to buy some food, do you want to have a bite?"

Jiang Zhiyi didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to pull her with a very ugly face, so Shi Qingyi let her lead her all the way out of the hospital and into the car.

Sitting in a wheelchair all the time hurts her back a lot. When getting into the car, Shi Qingyi hugged her up. She was very thin and it was not difficult to hug her. Jiang Zhiyi wrapped her arms around her shoulders and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Tell me where you go next time, don't just leave without saying a word."

There is still a word that I haven't said, I will be afraid, and then I can't help but let you run away.

"But you were inside at the time, so I can't tell." The reason was so normal and flawless, Jiang Zhiyi suddenly lost his temper and let go of his hand.

"I'll tell you wherever I go in the future." Little pitiful, Shi Qingyi sighed, "I promise, let's eat something."

The soy milk was fed to her mouth, someone secretly watched her, took the soy milk pretending to be reserved, and took her hand by the way.

That night, Jiang Zhiyi still had a nightmare. The dream was grotesque. In the dream, there was endless night and heavy rain. Someone walked towards her in the rain. The smell of alcohol and sticks chased her behind, and she ran away alone. For a long time, crying and running, someone pulled her out of the swamp and stretched out a hand from the sun.

She tried to reach out and grab her, but there was a crying sound behind her. Jiang Zhiqing hugged a doll and cried while coaxing her, and shouted to her: "Sister, where are you going? Aren't you going home? Come home with me... ..."

She woke up suddenly from the nightmare, biting Shi Qingyi's finger in her mouth, and the tip of her nose smelled of rust.

In the past, when I had nightmares, I always liked to bite the flesh on both sides of my cheeks, and Shi Qingyi would reach out and let her bite. She felt sorry for Shi Qingyi and then quit this habit.

As for the subsequent relapse——

The index finger was bitten out, and a white arm was exposed under the loose pajamas, with faint red marks. Jiang Zhiyi's pupils shrank slightly, and when he opened it, he found that it was the mark of being pinched out by himself in the morning.

"Does it hurt?" She held that hand and touched the scar, Shi Qingyi just dodged it for a while, she didn't expect that he would forcefully pinch her arm and make it purple.

"It doesn't hurt." Shi Qingyi shook her head, and leaned over to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead: "Have you had a nightmare again?"

The woman was silent for a long time, then suddenly nestled into her arms and wrapped her arms around her waist.

She didn't want to say that Shi Qingyi wouldn't force her, so the cell phone beside the bed rang.

Shi Qingyi took it over and took a look, it was a long-lost name.

--Mother.

Jiang Zhiyi followed with the probe, but Shi Qingyi turned off the screen.