When Ji Rufeng returns home, Zhao Jian is sleeping. After drinking, she can still smell the faint smell of wine in her mouth. She is red faced and sleeps in bed with a quilt.
Ji Ru sits beside the bed, her chest becomes soft at the moment of seeing her.
He poked her in the face, and Zhao Jianli woke up. Except when she was sleepy, she always slept very lightly. When she saw that it was Ji Rufeng, she came over and said, "are you back?"
"Well." He patted her on the back. "What did you do today?"
"Du Yuqing has arrived and picked him up." She rubbed in his arms, but to tell the truth, "and Zhou zean, we had a meal together."
Ji Rufeng thought about it for a while. If the reception was not very long, he didn't ask again.
Zhao Jian did not speak any more. She lay in his arms and continued to sleep.
For a long time, just when Ji Rufeng thought she was asleep, Zhao Jian raised her head and said, "how can you smell medicine? Are you hurt? "
Ji Rufeng's heart thumped. He was jealous and forgot Zhao Jian's extraordinary sense of smell and taste.
"How could it be?" He immediately asked, continue to press her head down, "not me, a friend injured, I help him deal with it."
He said and handed his hand to Zhao Jian, "there is still flavor in his hand."
Zhao Jian frowned and smelled it. There was really a smell of Medicine on his hand, so she said, "why don't you go to the hospital? You're not a doctor
"Ah, Mo Bai is a bit of male chauvinism. He thinks he was beaten by a woman, so he's embarrassed to go."
"Domestic violence?"
“……” Ji Rufeng took a puff from the corner of his mouth, but since he wanted to shake the pot, he naturally wanted to shake it more simply, so he nodded, "well."
Zhao Jian tut a, "really pitiful."
Ji Rufeng
Mo Bai
Ji Rufeng didn't say anything more on his face, but he was impulsive in his heart. However, since he came back, the medicine can't be used any more. He can only wait for the wound behind to heal.
Two people have been sleeping until almost dark to get up, Zhao Jian looked at the mobile phone, calm, Zhao family go to hell? I didn't even bother her.
It's strange not to ask her for money or to blame her for helping Du Yuqing Sue Zhao Chengyou.
In doubt, Ji Rufeng sat down beside her. Zhao Jian looked at him and thought for a while, "I'll take you to see someone tomorrow?"
"Good."
Zhao Jian leads him into her own secret area. Ji Rufeng has no objection.
So the next morning they had breakfast and set out.
After driving on the road for an hour and a half, the car finally stopped at the door of a private hospital. Zhao Jian handed in her ID card and asked her to go in.
"It's very strict here. You must verify your identity before you enter or leave, otherwise the hospital won't let you in."
Ji Rufeng nodded. He guessed that he didn't know who was living here. He made Zhao Jian care so much.
When they walked in, there was someone waiting inside. It was a man in his forties with a beard. When he saw Zhao Jian, he showed a warm smile. "Miss sugar, we've been waiting for you for a long time. You've created a miracle."
"No, you did a miracle." Zhao Jian shook hands with him with a smile, "if you had not made unremitting efforts over the years, this miracle would not have been born."
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Zhao Jian introduces Ji Rufeng to Edmund again. The three of them walk up to the top floor. As soon as they open the door of a ward, a big boy rushes over and hugs Zhao Jian without distinguishing. "Sister, you've finally come to see me."
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