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Chapter 387 The Child Bride-in-Law Who Died in Miscarriage (9)

When Shi Jiang couldn't dodge alone, the group of people on the street rushed over like a tide.

Shi Jiang was almost squeezed into a meatloaf, and finally grabbed the purse tightly, squeezed out of the crowd in embarrassment, and happened to see her ex-husband, Cheng Jiadong, standing not far away, also holding his hand with a nervous look I want to see the names on the happy list in front of me clearly.

Shi Jiang looked at Cheng Jiadong, his eyes sank involuntarily.

Regarding Cheng Jiadong, this is a standard egoist.

It will never be him who does bad things.

But in the end, he got all the benefits by himself.

Cheng Jiadong actually hated and looked down on the original owner.

Thinking of him as a child, how could his wife be an illiterate child bride?

But he hated the original owner, but it didn't prevent him from sleeping with the original owner.

With the original owner's stature, even though Jiang had taken good care of himself in the Shen family during this period, he still looked thin and weak.

After Cheng Jiadong fell asleep, he regretted it again, and instead hated the original owner even more from the bottom of his heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have left home for several months without saying hello to Mrs. Cheng. He had already shared the same room with the original owner.

If she had known the news that the original owner was having sex with her son, Mrs. Cheng would have paid more attention. If Mrs. Cheng had found out that the original owner was pregnant earlier, I am afraid that the original owner would not have had a miscarriage and died later.

Shi Jiang frowned, raised his hand to hold his heart, it was so uncomfortable!

This was the emotion of the original owner, who had been very calm before. Even after seeing Mrs. Cheng and Old Man Cheng, the original owner's emotions were never so intense.

Shi Jiang didn't expect that the original owner would have such a big reaction when he saw the original owner's ex-husband.

Squinting at the choppy head in front of the Xibang, and seeing Cheng Jiadong's appearance of trying to squeeze in, he couldn't help but sneered.

Since he wants to know so much, why not help him himself!

He bent down to pick up a few small stones, and shot them at the numb elbows of those who stood in front of Cheng Jiadong.

Cheng Jiadong originally used all his strength to squeeze out of the crowd, but he couldn't shake it at all.

Just when he was about to give up, he saw the backs of the people who were blocking the gap in front of him suddenly step aside.

While Cheng Jiadong didn't know why, he was secretly happy.

God helped him, Cheng Jiadong gritted his teeth, held his breath, and squeezed in.

At first, his way forward was unimpeded, but when Cheng Jiadong squeezed halfway through, he couldn't squeeze in any more.

And those people who had moved away also closed up one after another, making Cheng Jiadong in a dilemma for a while.

Just as Cheng Jiadong was being pulled around, he looked like he couldn't stand upright.

In Shi Jiang's hand, the last pebble flew out.

I only heard those people who were crowding in front to read the list. Somehow, the crowd became chaotic.

When the crowd became chaotic, Cheng Jiadong's body, which was still barely steady, was tripped by a foot protruding from nowhere.

The whole person suddenly fell to the ground, and before Cheng Jiadong could say the word "be careful", a piercing pain made him scream out.

It's just that the screams were drowned out by the chaotic shouts.

During the short time when Cheng Jiadong fell down, he seemed to be trampled on by countless people.

The screams at the beginning were terribly shrill, but in the end, there was only air to be exhaled, not inhaled.

The official servant who was guarding the Xibang saw the commotion in front of the Xibang, and hurried forward to stop it. When Cheng Jiadong was rescued, it was obvious on his face that there were several footprints, not to mention the clothes on his body. There are many footprints.

The most serious thing was Cheng Jiadong's feet.

When the official sent Cheng Jiadong up, everyone could clearly see that one of his feet was twisted backwards, in a distorted shape.

Seeing Cheng Jiadong's tragic state, the people who had been pushing around also fell silent.

They don't want to be stepped on like this after being accidentally pushed to the ground.

After the two officials escorted Cheng Jiadong out of the crowd, they called passers-by and sent Cheng Jiadong to the medical clinic, then they turned around and returned to the Xibang, sticking to their posts.

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong with you?"

The classmates in the same private school as Cheng Jiadong were shocked when they saw his miserable appearance, and they went forward to ask.

After Cheng Jiadong was sent to the medical clinic, although the doctor straightened his bones, he would not know if there were any sequelae until his leg healed.

Hearing the news that he might be lame, Cheng Jiadong was stunned.

He couldn't believe it, if he was lame in the future, how would he live?

After all, the most taboo thing about being an official in the court is those with physical defects.

If he is lame, even if he is in high school, he will miss his official career.

Therefore, when several classmates who met him asked him, Cheng Jiadong was in a trance.

The classmate who knew the place where Cheng Jiadong lived for the exam this time hurried to his place first, after all, Cheng Jiadong's parents have been here to take care of Cheng Jiadong these two days!
When Cheng Jiadong's classmate arrived, it was the time when Mrs. Cheng was arguing with a middle-aged woman next door.

Mrs. Cheng patted her thigh, and the woman next door who sprayed on her almost doubted life.

Seeing the appearance of the woman next door, Mrs. Cheng spat hard at her very proudly.

When he was about to return in triumph, he was stopped by someone.

"who are you?"

Looking at the man in Confucian clothes, Mrs. Cheng was smart enough not to curse.

After all, those who can wear Confucian clothes must be Yaoer's classmates or scholars.

The visitor cleared his throat vigorously, and replied with a hint of fear: "Auntie, is Brother Cheng's mother? Brother Cheng went to check the happy list just now, and was trampled on by accident, and is now in the medical clinic!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Cheng's eyes popped out, she grabbed the scholar, and said that it was impossible with snot and tears, but she dragged the scholar towards the medical center.

The medical center is not very far from where Cheng Jiadong lives, Mrs. Cheng walked quickly, muttering something while walking.

It's just that it's useless to ask the blessings of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

When Mrs. Cheng arrived at the clinic, the doctor had already given Cheng Jiadong anesthesia powder, which made him fall asleep.

Otherwise, if he got excited, what would happen if the patient's foot bone, which he put together so hard, broke again?

"...My son! Who is it that hurt you?"

Seeing Cheng Jiadong lying pale and motionless, Mrs. Cheng was so frightened that she almost lost her wits.

Crying, she rushed towards Cheng Jiadong, and at the same time, she didn't let go of the sleeve of the scholar who was holding her hand and calling her.

(End of this chapter)