The amputated hand was still hidden in the quilt.
Lin Jiangxia didn't dare to look directly at him. He just lowered his head and moved to the hospital bed.
The beard Jin corners of the mouth lifted up, but that put on a smile, but it seemed so gloomy.
When Lin Jiangxia noticed it, she only felt that it didn't seem to be the uncle Hu she knew well.
But she didn't think much and decided that it was uncle who was angry with her that she would show this look.
The more she thought like that, the more she hesitated and worried at the bottom of her heart. She closed her lips tightly, making the lips a little white.
"Mr. Hu." Zhan beiheng's voice was slightly cool: "my wife and I feel very guilty about your experience."
"No need." Beard Jin closely followed and said. The corners of his mouth raised and showed a trace of Indifference: "this matter has nothing to do with Xia Xia. Don't feel guilty."
"I am responsible for the cost and follow-up treatment." Zhan beiheng's eyes fell softly on Lin Jiangxia's cheek, and a trace of heartache appeared at the bottom of his eyes.
Beard Jin outlined the corners of his mouth and said sarcastically, "is Mr. Zhan man-made? All things in the world can be measured by money."
"Uncle..." Lin Jiangxia muttered, "it's my fault. I know that no matter how much money I spend, I can't make up for uncle. If you can, cut off my hand and connect it to uncle! "
It's not just talk. If she could treat like this without any rejection, she would never hesitate.
"Xia Xia!" As if dissatisfied with her self sacrifice, Zhan beiheng scolded in a low voice.
"It doesn't seem appropriate to connect my rough wrist with Xia Xia's delicate hand." The beard Jin corners of the mouth float to sweep to put on a light smile.
Then he raised his eyes and looked at Lin Jiangxia. At that moment, his cold look was relieved after all: "Xia Xia, you don't have to blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. It is the criminals who really should pay the price. They are the culprits. "
"Uncle, did you... Forgive me?"
She hardly had the courage to mention the word "forgive", so her voice trembled when she spoke.
"From the moment I learned that I lost my right hand, I never had any idea of putting the responsibility on Xia Xia." He shook his head and said firmly, "not at all."
Lin Jiangxia has a sour nose and eyebrows, but I don't know whether to be happy or worried.
"As for Mr. Zhan." Beard Jin lifted his eyes. When his eyes shifted to Zhan beiheng's cheek, the bottom of his eyes looked leisurely changed.
At the bottom of his eyes, it seemed that there was such a switch, which secretly controlled his emotional changes with the shift of his sight.
He stared at Zhan beiheng, and Lin Jiangxia shuddered.
"I don't need any sympathy from you." He said firmly: "but there is a word that I still want to tell you. If you don't want to harm Xia Xia, please leave Xia Xia early."
Why did Uncle decide that brother Zhan would hurt me?
Lin Jiangxia frowned and couldn't understand it.
But on this occasion, after all, she couldn't ask. She just frowned and looked at Zhan beiheng.
The latter's face has changed.
If he had not faced the patient injured by her, I was afraid he would have lost his temper at the moment.
He just looked cold and held her in his arms more and more: "Xia Xia is my woman, which will never change."
"Really?" Beard Jin sneered: "if so, why doesn't Mr. Zhan dare to register with Xia Xia? Mr. Zhan really thinks that just one wedding can make Xia Xia your wife Zhan? Mr. Zhan, do you really think you can have privileges above the law? "
Lin Jiangxia was slightly surprised.
When staring at Zhan beiheng, his eyes changed slightly.
Zhan beiheng's eyes were deep. Once again, he hid his emotions in the bottomless eyes.
"I contacted the best prosthetic Institute in the world." He did not raise his eyebrows and eyes, but directly ignored the question of beard Jin: "they will tailor the most suitable prosthesis for Mr. Hu."
"I don't need it!"
"This is my apology on behalf of my wife." If it comes to bullying and unreasonable, I'm afraid no one in the world can surpass Zhan beiheng: "you don't have to, you have to."
The last few words already have some threat smell.
Lin Jiangxia looked frightened for fear that the two people would talk about any conflict again.
She can't control Zhan brother's temper, and beard Jin is a patient. If beard Jin is injured again, she really can't be blamed.
Beard Jin originally wanted to immediately retort.
But at a certain moment, she glanced over Lin Jiangxia's cheek, saw a touch of worry and uneasiness at the bottom of her eyes, and the sarcastic words were pressed down.
"Mr. Zhan, it's really overbearing." On the contrary, he just understated this painless remark.
"Xia Xia, you can chat with Mr. Hu." The atmosphere here is really not suitable for these two extremely conceited men to talk.
Zhan beiheng doesn't seem to want Lin Jiangxia to be caught in a dilemma. She knows that she can't be at ease with Hu Zijin anyway. She just said so.
These two men, who both have their own extremely conceited temper, have considered Lin Jiangxia's feelings to the greatest extent at the moment.
Zhan beiheng said, turned and left. He was at the door and added, "come out in ten minutes."
After all, he still couldn't completely let her accompany him, and deliberately added a time limit.
But ten minutes... Seems a little too much.
But it doesn't wait for Lin Jiangxia to refute or fight for more time.
Zhan beiheng has left the ward and is outside the door, closing the door.
"Can you really bear this temper, Xia Xia?" Beard Jin smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking at Lin Jiangxia with sympathetic eyes.
"I'm... Used to it."
Brother Zhan looks domineering, unreasonable and indifferent, but she knows that he has done his best to be gentle and close to her.
However, perhaps in his bones, he lacks the sweet talk and tenderness of ordinary men!
As Mou Wanqian said, if he really becomes an ordinary man, he will no longer be Zhan beiheng.
"I really don't understand why you must accommodate him, Xia Xia."
"Because he is brother Zhan." Lin Jiangxia tilted his head: "for me, I can tolerate everything about him."
Beard Jin was stunned, and then his eyes were full of loss: "maybe. However, Xia Xia, even if you like someone again, you should always distinguish right from wrong. Otherwise, it will only set you on fire. "
"Uncle..." Lin Jiangxia was stunned and said, "do you know something about brother Zhan, can you tell me?"
Perhaps the present is not the most appropriate opportunity.
But she could not restrain her curiosity and took the liberty to speak.