Ji Shaoguang laughed, "then I must taste what human flesh tastes like. That's settled."
Before Zhao Jian has time to refuse, Ji Shaoguang hangs up. She shakes her head helplessly. It's not good for pregnant women to go to the hospital. Zhao Jian doesn't want her to go.
Ji Rufeng came out of the kitchen and looked at her.
After thinking about it, Zhao Jian knew what he meant. "Don't worry, I won't say anything."
Ji Rufeng pursed her lips. It was clearly something she put forward, but now she felt a little uncomfortable.
Zhao Jian doesn't complain about Ji Rufeng. Ji Shaoguang's physical condition is really not suitable for them to worry about, so she doesn't say a lot of things. Even when she enters the police station, Lu Tingchen finds someone to put pressure on her. The police station doesn't let people interrogate her day and night, but in the end, she chooses to reveal her mental condition.
However, seven's identity is special. He is not only a psychologist, but also the son of the count. He doesn't know what he did. Instead of letting the police and relevant departments disclose her situation, he joined hands to suppress the news on the Internet. She will ask seven about it later.
Zhao Jian doesn't care about him any more. She doesn't want to know anything about Jiang Xuerou, let alone know. It's up to him to choose.
After breakfast, Ji Rufeng accompanied her to the hospital.
By the time they arrived, Zhao Xu had finished his routine examination. In addition, there was another person in the ward, Guo Qifeng.
Zhao Xu still likes to chat with him as always. They lined up a large number of dominoes, curling into various shapes. Zhao Xu likes it very much.
Zhao Jian thanks and is about to pour water, but Ji Rufeng grabs the cup, "I'll go."
When Ji Rufeng leaves, Guo Qifeng turns her head and takes a look at her. Zhao Jian goes to one side and sits down, takes out her mobile phone and brushes her micro blog.
"I heard Miss Zhao is making wine recently?"
Zhao Jian couldn't escape, so she had to put down her mobile phone and look at him. "Guo Shao just calls me Zhao Jian. You don't have to be so polite."
Guo Qifeng nodded, "what kind of wine?"
"It's a fruit bar."
"Fruit wine is for girls."
Zhao Jian smiles a little. She's a little upset. She doesn't like to face other psychologists except seven.
When the topic was over, Guo Qifeng raised his eyebrow and pushed the domino to her side. "Do you like this?"
Zhao Jian took a look, "I don't like it."
"I don't like it either."
Zhao Jian speechless, do not like to play?
Guo Qifeng pointed to his first row of pyramid shape, "I don't like it because dominoes are like walking on ice. Which one can push them down?"
Zhao Jian did not answer the obvious question.
"The answer is any one of them," Guo Qifeng pointed to a few of them. "Whether it's this one or this one, it's like walking on the frozen lake in early winter. If the thin ice surface is not deep enough, it will fall to the bottom of the lake."
Zhao Jian stares at those dominoes and always feels that Guo Qifeng is alluding to something.
"What's the best way?" He asked.
Zhao Jian did not answer.
Guo Qifeng said, "the best way is not to play."
One by one, he put away the dominoes and said, "no matter which one, you can't push down the pyramid. What does Miss Zhao think?"
Zhao Jian bites her lips. What else does she not understand?
He knew she had a problem!
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