Wife-loving addiction: Jane's strong lock of marriage

Chapter 741 Weakness (3)

Old Man Wen rushed over staggeringly.

In the bathroom, Wen Xiuzhu was lying in the bathtub with his clothes on, soaking the cut wrist in his hand, and the bright red blood stained the water in the bathtub.

"Xiuzhu!" Old Man Wen screamed and threw himself beside the bathtub.

Jian Shichu quickly picked up Wen Xiuzhu's hand, pulled a towel, cut the upper part of his wrist, and tied it firmly, then stretched out another finger, and tried his breath: "There is still breath!"

He leaned over and picked up Wen Xiuzhu, "Get ready for the car and go to the hospital!"

He hugged Wen Xiuzhu and rushed out the door, followed by old man Wen staggeringly.

Ye Qingci also ran out, and Jian Shichu turned her head and yelled at her: "Cici, you stay at home."

"Oh." Ye Qingci stopped and watched Jian Shichu run downstairs with Wen Xiuzhu in his arms.

In the restaurant, there was a large table of good food and dishes, and no one took a bite, so they all left.

It can be seen that the saying that one mouse droppings ruins a pot of porridge is a wise saying.

Ye Qingci looked at the room where Mi Hetong lived.

Mi Hetong was still in the room crying, making noise, and smashing things, but it's a pity that the old man who had been pampering her all this time went to the hospital to see his grandson, even if she broke her throat, no one paid any attention to her.

Ye Qingci was not in the mood to go downstairs to eat.

Fortunately, after waking up in the afternoon, she was fed a lot by Jian Shichu, and she is not hungry yet.

She was thinking about Wen Xiuzhu, restless, wandering around the living room, going out from time to time to see if anyone came back.

About an hour later, Jian Shichu called and said that Wen Xiuzhu had been rescued, but he lost too much blood and his life would not be in danger.

Ye Qingci finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After another hour or so, Jian Shichu, Mrs. Jian and Mrs. Wen all came.

Time is nothing more than two small things in the past, Mr. Wen looks like he is more than 20 years old.

Old Mrs. Jane comforted him: "Didn't the doctor say it? It's just a blood loss, just replenish some blood, it's getting late, let's go eat something, after dinner, you rest for a night, tomorrow Xiuzhu will be alive and kicking."

Old man Wen has no appetite at all.

But he is a guest at Jane's house. If he is not eating, the host's house will not be able to eat well.

He could only force himself to smile, and went to the restaurant with Mrs. Jane.

Ye Qingci had ordered the kitchen to reheat the dishes that could be heated, and replace the dishes that could not be heated with new ones.

The kitchen moved very quickly, and by the time Mrs. Jane and the others sat down, the table was already full of steaming meals.

After Mr. Wen sat down, he drank the wine in front of him in one gulp.

He poured himself a drink and drank two glasses.

When he drank the third cup, Mrs. Jian pressed his hand, "Old Wen, don't drink, drink after eating something, drinking on an empty stomach will hurt your health."

Old Man Wen choked with red eyes and said, "If I had known that today would happen, I wouldn't say anything... and I wouldn't..."

"All right, all right," Mrs. Jian picked up a piece of food for him with serving chopsticks: "Fortunately, Xiuzhu is fine, and now there is a special person watching him, and when we go to see him tomorrow, we will enlighten him and he will be fine." It’s too late, it’s not too late, it’s better than making a big mistake and repenting!”

"Brother, you're right," Old Man Wen wiped his face, "Fortunately, Xiuzhu is fine, this is a major event in misfortune, otherwise I'll be sorry for my ancestors, and I'll be sorry for Xiuzhu's parents, this is not to gouge me out Heart, do you want my life?"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk," Mrs. Jian gave him a few more mouthfuls of food, "Eat, eat, everything will be better tomorrow."

A few people made do, and finally had a meal.

After eating, Mrs. Jian personally sent Mrs. Wen back to the room.

Jian Shichu and Ye Qingci also returned to their room.

Not long after returning to the room, Mrs. Jane called, saying that the two of them must have not eaten well tonight, and if they wanted to eat something, they asked the kitchen to make it for them. Don't worry about it.

Jian Shichu hung up the phone and said with a smile, "Look, Grandpa is thinking about you! I was afraid that you might not eat well, so I called specially to give instructions, in case you were hungry."

Ye Qingci pursed her lips and smiled, "It's as if grandpa doesn't care about you."

Jian Shichu said with a smile: "Of course grandpa loves me the most, but I've never seen him be so careful before. He was worried that I wouldn't be able to eat well, so he specifically told me to ask the kitchen to provide extra meals. This is clearly because he cares about you!"

"Well," Ye Qingci stopped being pretentious and smiled, "This is pretty good."

She finally got the approval of Mrs. Jane.

Every time Mrs. Jane cares about her, she feels flattered.

Although she also knew that Mrs. Jane's concern was because of the child in her womb, and she was in the baby's favor.

But even so, she is content, it's better than Mrs. Jane doesn't even like the baby in her belly!

The two of them took a shower and lay on the bed. Ye Qingci asked, "Is the painter Wen okay?"

"It's okay," Jian Shichu said, "He is a blessing in disguise. After tonight, Mr. Wen will definitely not persecute him anymore. He is also desperate."

"It's too dangerous," Ye Qingci shook his head disapprovingly, "Fortunately, you feel something is wrong, so go over and take a look, otherwise he would really be dead."

"He's not calculating, he really has a will to die," Jian Shichu said, "He really has lived enough, and feels that if he marries Mi Hetong, life would be better than death."

"Wenhuahua is a nice person, but his character is too weak," Ye Qingci said, "What is more precious than your own life? It's not worth dying for such a scumbag."

"Yeah," Jian Shichu pinched her face, "People in the world have all kinds of personalities, some are strong and some are weak. Make a decision and be more ruthless than anyone else, otherwise you won’t be able to do it and cut that knife on your wrist.”

"Yeah, he was too hard on himself," Ye Qingci sighed, "Fortunately, the result is good."

Jian Shichu tilted her head and kissed her, "Okay, don't think about it, go to sleep."

"En!" Ye Qingci snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable position, and kissed him on the cheek: "Good night."

"Good night, wife." Jian Shichu kissed her and patted her belly lightly, "Good night, baby."

Ye Qingci closed her eyes, and with a sweet smile on her lips, she snuggled closer into his arms.

Jian Shichu also hugged her tighter, and kissed her hair.

The next day, because there were guests, Ye Qingci and Jian Shichu showed up at the breakfast table on time together.

After one night, Mr. Wen's mental state was not as good as yesterday.

The old lady Jian comforted: "I just called the hospital, and the doctor said that Xiuzhu has woken up, and he can be discharged from the hospital today and go home to recuperate. There is no serious health problem, so you can relax and don't screw up your body. gone."

(End of this chapter)