You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 2292 Husband, Please Be Gentle (24)

"That's good." Fang Sitong breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that her parents would leave her in the old house and not want her. "Can dad, you and I live together in the future?"

Fang Yaqing nodded: "Of course."

After coaxing Fang Sitong to sleep, she herself couldn't fall asleep and was waiting for Ji Shaoheng's call.

She was afraid that Ji Shaoheng would call her and she would not be able to answer it in time, so she even took her cell phone into the bathroom when she took a shower. However, Ji Shaoheng did not call her after she finished her shower.

She wanted to call him and ask about Ji Yangkun's situation.

I dialed the number, but she hung up again.

He didn't call me, which meant he definitely didn't have time. It would be inappropriate for me to call him on my own initiative.

She even thought that it would be difficult for him to answer the phone in front of Ji Yangkun and Xie Suling.

She leaned against the bed, holding the cell phone in her left hand, and tucked the quilt for Fang Sitong who turned over with the other hand.

……

In the doctor's office.

With the comfort of Ji Wenqing and Shen Youran, Xie Suling gradually stopped crying.

An hour and a half had passed, and the light in the emergency room was still on.

As time went on, Ji Shaoheng's chest rose and fell more and more chaotically, and his breathing became more rapid.

His hands hanging at his sides were clenched tightly, with blue and white spots on the joints. His whole body was like a taut string that would break with the slightest pull.

In his entire life, he had never been so scared, except for the time when he was kidnapped by gangsters.

He was really afraid that the doctor would come out and tell them that the patient's rescue was ineffective.

Just a few hours ago, he had been whipped ten times by Ji Yangkun, and he was still in so much pain that his blood was boiling.

But he would rather his father beat him ten more times, as long as he could stand in front of him alive at this moment, even if he was beaten to death. Shen Youran and the other two sat at the head of the chair, she and Ji Wenqing sat on each side of Xie Suling, Xie Suling was crying for too long and couldn't stop for a while, and there was a slight sob.

Ji Jinchuan leaned against the wall, his dull face gradually replaced by anxiety.

After having two more children in the family, he almost quit smoking, even when he was at social events.

But now, he was feeling very anxious and wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve the anxiety.

After taking out the cigarettes, he saw a no-smoking sign on the wall and put them back into the box.

If something really happened to Ji Yangkun this time, he would also be responsible.

His gaze moved away from the door of the emergency room and fell on Ji Shaoheng, who had his back straight. He must have been holding on for so long despite all the injuries.

He tilted his head and looked down at Shen Youran: "Youyou."

Shen Youran also looked at him, asking him what was wrong with her eyes.

He glanced at the medicine left by the nurse, then looked at Ji Shaoheng.

Shen Youran understood, took the medicine and iodine and walked forward.

Because today's wedding was a Chinese style wedding, she, Xie Suling, and Ji Wenqing all wore cheongsams to suit the occasion.

After returning home, she didn't have time to change clothes. At this moment, she couldn't squat down and could only half squat and half kneel.

Seeing that she was about to apply medicine to him, Ji Shaoheng said in a hoarse and dry voice: "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

Seeing that he was trying to avoid her, Shen Youran whispered, "Anyway, you're the one who's hurt, not me. You can struggle as much as you want."

Ji Shaoheng froze for a moment, his pale lips moved, but he said nothing and his face was filled with grief.

Shen Youran knew very well that he was not feeling well at the moment, so she spoke in a less cold tone than usual and softened her voice.

(End of this chapter)