Chapter 401

She can bear whether others believe her or not, but she can't stand Ji Zhengting's disbelief.

Ji Zhengting was silent for a long time after hearing the story.

The course of the matter is roughly the same as his analysis, but the details are more than he thought. It's hard for him to imagine that Ji Ling is just a student who is still studying. Why is her psychology so cruel that she can watch a living person die in front of her eyes, but still stand by and be proud

In his opinion, even if a stranger meets at once, he will not hesitate to help him when he meets this kind of thing. What's more, song Qingcheng is her sister-in-law and relative.

Ji Zhengting can't understand this kind of distorted psychology. He thinks that he must enlighten Ji Ling, otherwise, on the way to the future, it will only hurt her further and further.

……

Ji Ling was anesthetized and woke up the next morning. She took turns lying on the sofa with Zhou Jing for a while.

"Baby, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable?" Lying on the side of the bed, the stepmother asked cautiously.

"Mom, am I still alive?" Ji Ling looked at the ceiling.

"Alive, of course. You scared mom to death. " The stepmother began to sob.

Ji Ling just looked at her mother, and then saw Zhou Shaojing, who also came over. She was sure that she was still alive. "Mom, I'm in pain all over."

"Ah? Tell mom where it hurts The stepmother's nervous face immediately changed.

"Headache, arm pain, waist pain, leg pain, especially stomach pain..." Ji Ling said weakly.

The stepmother thought that her daughter had lost her child, and the blow was excessive. She choked and comforted her, "Lingling, don't talk about it. You can still have it after the child is gone. You can't miss it."

"Ma, what are you talking about? What child? " Ji Ling actually has no idea that her child is gone. She just thought it was a bad fall.

Without waiting for the stepmother to speak, Zhou Shaojing said: "Lingling, it's nothing. My aunt wants you to keep fit. Don't think too much."

In the dark, Zhou Shaojing pulled the sleeve of the stepmother and told her not to talk.

"I'm ok. I just feel tired all over. I feel uncomfortable everywhere. I feel pain everywhere." Ji Ling moved her body and showed a painful expression.

Ji Ling's mother gave her some porridge with chicken soup. After that, Ji Ling went to sleep again. The stepmother covered her with a quilt. She didn't see Zhou Shaojing in the ward, so she came to him from outside.

"Auntie, how is Lingling eating?" Seeing her coming out, Zhou Shaojing asked.

"The food is OK. It's better for you to think of a way, or I'm really worried that Lingling won't be able to bear the blow. " The stepmother didn't expect to hide it from Ji Ling first.

Fortunately, Zhou Shaojing thought that if she told Lingling about the abortion, she would not be able to bear it.

"I just want Lingling to get better soon, but if I let her know the truth, I'm worried that she will be sad and not eat or drink, and then she will be healthier."

"Yes, you'd better be considerate. You'd better take care of yourself first and then tell her the rest later." The stepmother agreed with him.

But in fact, Zhou Shaojing did so for another purpose. When Ji Ling has taken good care of herself these days, there must be a saying about it. If Ji Ling makes a living because she lost a child, how can she have the energy to make trouble with song?

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After a few days of recuperation, Ji Ling's health gradually improved a lot. But better Ji Ling also began to doubt, how do you always feel small stomach can not say what is the feeling.

It's like something is hollowed out. Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it goes up. The stepmother told her that it was a holiday, but the symptoms were different from the feeling of a holiday.

During this period of time, the stepmother had already said hello to the doctors and nurses, and no one was allowed to mention the abortion to Ji Ling. So Ji Ling never knew.

Song Qingcheng didn't dare to visit Ji Ling all the time. He only heard that she recovered well, but it's hard to say that she didn't appear.

Even if Ji Ling is unkind to herself, she is more or less responsible now.

This day, she personally stewed a pot of chicken soup and sent it to the hospital. When she arrived, Ji Ling and Zhou Shaojing were not there. Ji Ling was watching TV alone in bed, eating potato chips in her hand.

Song Qingcheng frowned.

She just had a miscarriage for a week. How can I give her this kind of food?

Song Qingcheng directly pushed the door in and put the chicken soup on the table. Originally, I wanted to take down the potato chips in Ji Ling's hand, but I was worried that I was going too far and angered her.

"Ji Ling, who bought you these food?" Song Qingcheng came in and saw not only potato chips, but also many other messy snacks. It's all junk food.

Even if Ji Ling doesn't understand that abortion is equivalent to being a baby, doesn't the person who came here understand? She was allowed to eat this kind of food. Is it her mother or not?"Song Qingcheng, what are you doing here?" When Ji Ling saw her, it was no doubt like seeing the enemy.

"Don't eat these things. They're bad for your stomach." Song Qingcheng took the potato chips from her hand and put them into the bag on the head of the bed. By the way, she took a large bag of snacks to the table, so that she would not be able to bear it.

"What are you? Why are you in charge of my business? Besides, didn't you get kicked away by my brother? Don't you want to please me to help you talk to my brother, and then let you go back to Ji's home? " Speaking of this, Ji Ling sneered, "Song Qingcheng, I tell you, you don't want to go back to Ji's house in your life, even don't want to step in the threshold!"

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

When was she kicked out by Ji Zhengting?

However, she guessed that it was the cover made up by the stepmother to coax Ji Ling to have a good rest. Otherwise, the family will be in peace for so many days?

With Ji Ling's temperament, if you know that she is still in Ji's family, you can't take her life to fight with her.

"This is an old hen I bought in the countryside, at least for more than five years. It's said that drinking old mother's chicken soup during confinement is the most invigorating. I'll give you a bowl to taste. " Song Qingcheng will open the pot, holding a bowl ready to give her soup.

"Don't be hypocritical here. Who knows if you've poisoned?" Ji Ling showed no mercy. I don't even want to look at her. Anyway, I can't see her when I go home.

"When I came here, the servant tasted it specially and said it tasted good." After that, she took a mouthful, tasted it, and then said, "it's really good. It's delicious."