Chapter 1617

"He's fine. He's fine."

Ji Ziming's voice was low, thinking that Qu Xiujie was sitting on the hospital bed at the moment. Maybe now his bodyguard team has become a nanny team, waiting on him, not to mention the assassin at night. I'm afraid even the doctor who treated him can't get close to him.

"No, that's good. I just had a dream that old lady Qu came to the hospital."

Ji Ziming was surprised to hear Peige say so.

"Now that we're awake, let's get up and go to the hospital to see Qu Xiujie. If it doesn't matter, I'll ask someone to take him to the villa on the mountain. It's not a way to stay in the hospital all the time."

Ji Ziming pinched Peige's small face. His skin was smooth and delicate. It was a rare beauty this morning.

"OK."

Pei Ge nodded and was just about to open the quilt when Ji Ziming knocked him down on the bed.

Peige opened his eyes and looked at Ji Ziming. "What are you doing?"

"Now that you're awake, feed me first. I've been waiting for a long time."

The hardest place is against the softest place, and the morning sun becomes bright.

When Ji Ziming and Pei Ge arrived at the hospital, Qu Xiujie was sitting on the bed, wearing glasses and looking at the fashion magazine in his hand. The concave convex figure of the young model attracted attention on the front page of the magazine.

"Mr. Qu, how are you recovering now?"

Two bodyguards brought two sofas. Ji Ziming and Pei Ge sat on the sofa, their eyes slightly closed, looking at Qu Xiujie in front of them with a trace of danger, and their voice was low. "Are you going to stay in the hospital for a few more days?"

"President Ji and his wife are here. Oh, my small ward is really magnificent."

Qu Xiujie's eyes slightly stagnated and looked at Ji Ziming in front of him. The magazine in his hand turned the most exposed page in front of him, like an unintentional declaration of war.

"This ward is mine."

Ji Ziming's voice was low and threatening.

The sharp light in his eyes looked at Qu Xiujie's lips and twitched slightly.

"Well, well, it's yours. Your family has a great career. What's the matter with taking in such a lonely old man as me?"

Qu Xiujie didn't quarrel with Ji Ziming and threw a splash.

"Hum."

Ji Ziming snorted softly. Just as he was about to speak, he was held down by Peige. "Mr. Qu, let the bodyguard protect you back to the villa on the mountain today. I'm afraid you can't stay in this hospital any longer."

"Why? Why can't I stay any longer?"

Qu Xiujie raised his lips and looked at Peige's similar eyes. His voice became gentle.

"Don't you find out? Mrs. Qu has already attacked you. Even if Ziming's bodyguard is protecting you, it's hard to guarantee that she won't send someone to hide in the doctor or nurse, or even the cleaning aunt of the hospital."

What Peige said is true. In the morning, a cleaning aunt insisted on coming in to clean, but was stopped by the bodyguard outside the door, so there was no accident.

"Yes, you're right. Am I going to the mountain villa now?"

Qu Xiujie's lips were hooked up, and some hidden feelings surrounded him and Peige.

"Yes, it'd better be right away."

Peggy is confident.

"OK, I'll listen to you, Greg."

Qu Xiujie has a smile in his eyes. He has seen Ji Ziming sitting next to Peige. His face is gloomy and ugly. Although it is provocative, Qu Xiujie still likes to see such Ji Ziming.

Because of a woman, because of a woman who looks even a little similar to him.

"You can't call her that."

Sure enough, Ji Ziming was unhappy. As long as Qu Xiujie knew he was wrong, maybe he could consider whether to continue to protect him.

But before it was Ji Ziming's turn to think about it, Mrs. Qu had already visited.

"President, Mrs. Qu stood at the door and said she wanted to see Mr. Qu."

The captain of the bodyguard looked nervous, walked to Ji Ziming, bent over and said in Ji Ziming's ear.

When Ji Ziming handed Qu Xiujie to him, he warned him not to let Qu Xiujie meet old lady Qu.

Now, Mrs. Qu really came.

After hearing this, Ji Ziming raised his eyes and glanced at Qu Xiujie, who was sitting on the bed laughing. His voice was joking, "Mr. Qu, your family is coming. Do you want to see it?"

"Family? The old woman?"

Qu Xiujie was shocked, which had proved that all his efforts were in vain, and those who had been bought by him also defected to old lady qu. now the situation is very obvious. He has nothing but Ji Ziming.

"No!"

Qu Xiujie's voice was heavy, and the magazine in his hand seemed to be lifeless. He got into the quilt and covered it on his chin. A critically ill patient came out like this.

"Oh? How could it not be? That could be your family."

Ji Ziming is ready to see a good play and tells the bodyguard to let him come in with old lady Qu.

Qu Xiujie was about to retort when he heard the sound of the door of the ward being opened. He just cursed Ji Ziming, "you're too cruel, surnamed Ji."

The smile on Ji Ziming's lips reflects the gloomy smile on his face. If you want to eat tofu named Peige in front of him, even Qu Xiujie, who is dozens of years older than Ji Ziming, can't.

Peige can only be his. No one can take it away.

"President Ji, Mrs. Ji, are you all here?"

Mrs. Qu came in with her secretary. With a standard smile, she saw Qu Xiujie lying in bed at a glance.

"Yes, what a coincidence. Old lady Qu also came here."

Ji Ziming's lips are cold, and her cold temperament makes old lady Qu feel a little fierce.

Sure enough, we can't underestimate Ji Ziming and Pei Ge standing next to him.

From such a close look, Peige is almost the same as that woman, but her eyebrows are more like Qu Xiujie. Even old lady Qu must admit that Peige is too much like that woman. So that she just walked in and saw Peggy, thinking she was dazzled and saw the woman in those days.

Because Mrs. Qu is a Qu family, Peige doesn't want to communicate more. During the whole visit, Mrs. Qu stood beside Ji Ziming without saying a word. The whole person was as cold as a fairy on the top of the mountain.

But such a fairy has become a thorn in Mrs. Qu's eye.

"Well, since Xiujie has to stay in the hospital for another period of time, I won't bother. It really bothers Ji Ziming and his wife."

Old Mrs. Qu smiled attentively and looked at Ji Ziming. She felt sick. If she hadn't been the old lady of the Qu family, I'm afraid Ji Ziming would have kicked her out at this time.