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Uncle Liu didn't even dare to breathe loudly when he saw the astonishing scene in front of him. He watched nervously.

After a long while, Shang Jin finally finished bandaging her up. He then put her hands back on the blanket, stood up, and walked to the side of the doctor.

In the study room, Shang Jin looked at the doctor with a straight face until his scalp went numb.

"How can I return to my previous state?" His expression instantly turned serious. He understood the pain of being crippled.

This caused the doctor to turn silent. Until now, he still had not been able to cure Jian Ning's recovery, and so far, it was still rather difficult.

Shang Jin immediately understood what the doctor meant and spoke angrily: "Don't let anyone else know about this."

The doctor nodded, he looked at Shang Jin, but did not say anything. In the end, he chose to lower his head and no longer said anything.

After the doctor left, Shang Jin returned to Jian Ning's room and sat on the side of her bed, watching her silently.

"As for this matter, I, Shang Jin, have let you down. As for Jian Xingfeng, I will naturally give you an explanation." Shang Jin said to the unconscious Jian Ning.

When the sun rose on the second day, Shang Jin, who had been guarding beside the bed the whole night, was already somewhat exhausted. Seeing that Jian Ning still had not woken up, she stood up and turned around, allowing the others to continue guarding.

Not long after he left the room, Song Ge hurried over and handed the things in his hands over to Shang Jin. He looked at him emotionally: "These things are all true, once they are announced, Jian Xingfeng is definitely done for."

Shang Jin only replied with an indifferent "En" as his eyes unconsciously swept across Song Ge, and then finally fixed his gaze on the document in his hand.

"Give this to Qi Rui, have him post it online."

"This …" Song Ge looked at Shang Jin with some doubt, not really understanding what he meant, "Why didn't we directly announce it to the public, allowing Qi Rui to go?"

Shang Jin sneered, and said cruelly: "He, Jian Xingfeng, wants to find my weakness, I really want to see what he will do this time."

Song Ge thought about it carefully, and finally understood what he meant.

If Qi Rui could send it, he would definitely not be able to find any traces of it.

Shang Jin rubbed his somewhat sore eyes, and said tiredly: "Immediately go and take care of this matter, I'm a bit tired."

Seeing the shadow in Shang Jin's eyes, Song Ge also understood that he must have stayed in front of Jian Ning the whole night.

After returning to his room, Shang Jin was completely awake. He put both his hands behind his head, but Jian Ning had always been hovering in front of her eyes, unwilling to leave.

In the afternoon of the second day, Jian Ning slowly opened her eyes and stared blankly at Shang Jin who was sitting beside his bed. There was no warmth in her eyes at all.

"You're awake." Feeling that something was wrong, Shang Jin slowly raised his head. Seeing that Jian Ning had opened his eyes, he immediately put down the document and looked at her nervously.

Jian Ning pushed him aside without batting an eyelid, and turned her face away, not willing to say a word.

Shang Jin withdrew his embarrassed hand and recovered his indifference. With both hands behind his back, he coldly looked at Jian Ning and said: "Since you've awakened, then you should properly recuperate."

"Where's my mother?" Jian Ning looked at him, her hoarse voice void of emotion.

Shang Jin was slightly startled, thinking about how she asked Wen Lengyun the first thing she did, he couldn't help but laugh at herself.

"Don't worry, your mom is right there. She won't run."

Hearing that he had successfully saved Wen Lengyun, Jian Ning heaved a sigh of relief. When she looked at Shang Jin, he was no longer as stiff as before.

Seeing that Jian Ning was alright, and because the atmosphere was really awkward, Shang Jin decided to leave.

Just as he stood up, Jian Ning suddenly held his hand. Jian Ning raised her head and looked at him pitifully, with a red face she said: "Thank you."

Shang Jin gently pushed away her hand, and turned around with his back facing away from her with an extremely awkward expression: "Don't use your hands in the next few days, just call the servants to come and do whatever it is you need them to do."

After exiting the room, Shang Jin could not help but look at the stunned Jian Ning and sighed in his heart.

Sometimes, facing Jian Ning, he was truly a little powerless, especially when he wanted to be angry at her. When he saw her eyes, the words that were just coming out of his mouth were all choked back.

Jian Ning still could not react. Could it be that Shang Jin really saved his mother?

When Uncle Liu came up and saw that she had been in a daze all this time, she curiously asked: "Jian Ning, what's wrong?"

When he saw that she had been in a daze, and thought that some problem had occurred with Shang Jin, he couldn't help but say too much.

Jian Ning looked at Uncle Liu in a daze and asked: "My mother was really saved?"

It was because of this that Uncle Liu nodded her head and patted her head affectionately. "Your mother has such a filial daughter like you. Her luck is really good."

Jian Ning pouted and shook her head, thinking back to Wen Lengyun's appearance, her eyes filled with gentleness.

"When I was young, Jane would bully me, and my mom would hug me so I wouldn't get angry with her. She would even cook me a lot of delicious food, and she would sleep with me at night."

He knew that these were Jian Ning's most beautiful memories, but Uncle Liu was actually even more fond of her.

Jian Ning still did not know Uncle Liu's true thoughts, but seeing that he was thinking about something, he became quiet.

After a while, Uncle Liu finally raised his head and looked at Jian Ning with an even gentler gaze.

"In the future, you have to treat your mother well. She used to be a pitiful woman."

Jian Ning nodded seriously. She wanted to tightly clench her hands together, but felt a wave of pain in her hands.

She raised her hand, and did not expect to see her hand wrapped up like a dumpling, Jian Ning's face instantly turned pale white, and looked at Uncle Liu in fear.

"Uncle Liu, my hand …"

Could it be that he was crippled?

Uncle Liu felt sorry for her in his heart, but he could only sigh helplessly. He pretended to be calm as he looked into her eyes and smiled. "Your hand is only inflamed. Don't move, just don't touch the water."

These hands were what Jian Ning cared about the most. If something were to happen to her, it would really be hard for her to imagine what the future would bring.

Hearing Uncle Liu say that his hand was alright, Jian Ning was finally relieved, but her heart was still uncomfortable, she just kept feeling that her hand did not have any strength left.