You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 1150 I'm fine, I just can't forget (7)

"I heard she's back?"

Ji Jinchuan looked down at the wedding ring on his finger, rubbed it gently twice, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Yes."

Ji Wenqing looked at the handsome and gentle face of the man. She knew exactly how he had survived the five years when Shen Youran was in prison and disappeared.

Especially after Shen Youran disappeared, he became even crazier than when he lost Fang Yaqing, and numbed himself with work and alcohol.

There was even one time when he drank so much at a dinner party that he vomited blood and fainted.

The doctor examined me and said I had a severe stomach ulcer.

For this reason, Xie Suling found her and asked her to help persuade her.

She still remembers that he pointed at his heart painfully and said to her, "Aunt, only in this way can I stop thinking about her and stop the pain in this empty place."

Such a proud man, with a haggard and decadent face, doesn't look like the high-spirited man in the business world at all.

That was probably the most embarrassed Ji Jinchuan she had ever seen.

Her thoughts returned to her mind and she asked, "What are you going to do?"

Ji Jinchuan was a little dazed. After a moment, he spoke slowly and in a low voice: "If she were not here, this would probably be my life."

Ji Wenqing looked at him in shock. What he meant was that if Shen Youran didn't return to the Ji family, he would be alone for the rest of his life?

Although he is her nephew, Ji Wenqing also feels that what he did back then was too much.

She said lightly: "You shouldn't have treated her like that back then. If it were me, I wouldn't forgive you either." Ji Jinchuan lit a cigarette, the bluish-white smoke filled his brows, he stared at Qiu Ju in front of him with a deep and gloomy look.

After a long silence, he said, "Aunt, she asked you for help back then because you sympathized with her situation. What if it was me now?"

Ji Wenqing said bluntly: "You don't deserve sympathy, because you brought this upon yourself."

Hearing this, Ji Jinchuan chuckled softly. The smoke choked his throat and he coughed violently twice. He felt even more uncomfortable. "Yes, I deserve it."

Ji Wenqing was really not used to seeing him like this.

Ji Jinchuan took another deep puff of the cigarette. The taste of nicotine flowed from his throat to his lungs. His chest hurt a lot. He raised his hand and pressed it: "People like me deserve to be lonely all my life."

Ji Wenqing looked at his bad face and moved her lips: "I have heard that she is Mrs. Lin now and has a new life. Don't bother her anymore. Live your own lives and live a good life."

Ji Jinchuan's thin lips moved, his deep voice was full of fatigue, a bloody taste rose in his throat, but he suppressed it forcefully. The cigarette between his fingers fell to the ground, mixing with the scattered ashes and mud.

"Jinchuan, what's wrong with you?" Ji Wenqing saw that something was wrong with him. Seeing that his face was getting worse and worse, she stood up and walked forward quickly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Jinchuan opened his lips, but before he could utter the word "it's okay", a mouthful of blood spurted out, scaring Ji Wenqing into panic on the spot.

In the end, Ji Jinchuan was sent to the hospital with severe gastric ulcer. This was the second time he vomited blood.

The doctor repeatedly told Ji Wenqing: "He must eat on time, quit smoking and drinking, and don't eat spicy food. Otherwise, if he continues like this, don't send him to the hospital anymore, just send him to the funeral home!"

This doctor was an old expert. He was the one who treated Ji Jinchuan the first time he was sent to the hospital with vomiting blood.

(End of this chapter)