"I’m his sister, really."
The nurse took a conscious look at the famous brand at the end of her bed and muttered
"You are not a surname."
Then she softened her tone and coaxed the child to persuade
"Miss Qi, why don’t you finish the injection and wait for Mr. Shen to come back?"
The nurse didn’t intend to take her to see Tang Jixiu at all, and of course she wouldn’t ask Tang Jixiu’s ward number for her.
JiCancan put his hands behind his back and turned his face. She’s fine. She doesn’t need an intravenous drip.
The nurse sighed and silently withdrew from the ward.
JiCancan buried his head in the pillow and hesitated for a long time and decided to find it himself.
Presumably, Tang Jixiu’s accident was not only accompanied by Yuan Wenrui, but it should not be difficult to find just a few floors in the intensive care unit of the hospital.
There were many people in the hospital, but after waiting several times, they couldn’t squeeze in. They just walked along the stairs.
Maybe JiCancan sweated on his forehead after climbing several floors without eating.
The air conditioning in the hospital gave her enough. She sneezed several times and turned several floors. When she was about to give up, she saw Tang Jiyan smoking in the tunnel.
JiCancan paused and consciously wanted to turn around and make a mistake.
Tang Jiyan caught a glimpse of JiCancan’s behavior in the corner and suddenly laughed, which was particularly harsh in the quiet corridor.
"You have a tacit understanding. You always get hurt together."
JiCancan smell speech somehow a tight in my heart, she slowly looked back and pulled the corners of her mouth very reluctantly.
"I also accidentally heard what I wanted to see him."
"Listen to Yuan Wenrui."
Tang Jiyan leaned lazily against the window and gently flicked ash.
"Qi Cancan is quite capable. Do you think that if Yuan Wenrui is squeezed out, you will be able to stay? Your father is dead and your mother is still here. If your mother is still alive, it must be difficult for you to set foot in the Tang family gate again?"
I think Tang Jiyan should have seen Yuan Wenrui being taken away, but he didn’t seem too surprised.
JiCancan didn’t refute and didn’t bother to explain that she finally kept a lukewarm smile.
Tang Jiyan straightened his back with light on his back, and the shadow hung over his side face with a silk expression that showed no guilt.
Before she came to think about Tang Jiyan’s guilt, he threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stepped out of the stairs with long legs.
"I’ll take you."
JiCancan looked at his stiff back leng for a while and followed.
There is no one else in this extremely quiet corridor except them.
JiCancan slowly approached the ward door and unconsciously pursed her lips.
Tang Jiyan mouthed again when his fingertips touched the ward door.
"Come out at a glance. He has another operation later."
Smell JiCancan staggered back a few steps and the body is cold.
Her hand was finally in the water, but she didn’t move again.
Tang Jiyan leaned against the wall and frowned.
"Let you move faster and you can’t understand people."
JiCancan restrained herself from shaking and withdrew her arm. Looking at Tang Jiyan’s tentative eyes, she was inexplicably weak. She didn’t know what she had failed to push the door, but she finally denied that she was afraid that she would see it or not. If she saw the scarred Ji Tang with her own eyes, could she be at ease?
"Is he all right?"
"Who knows?"
Tang Jiyan raised his eyebrows and stared at JiCancan with a sarcastic smile in his eyes.
"Qi Cancan, your heart is hard, and you will shed a few tears."
Qi Cancan’s chest ached and her arm hung down. She tightened her fist, but it soon loosened.
"You don’t seem to have any special emotions at your father’s funeral. How did you get kicked out of Tang Zhai and even refused to pretend?"
I don’t know if JiCancan always feels that Tang Jiyan’s tone is a little angry and he blames her.
The line of sight can not help but fall on the ward door, she chuckled.
"Do you want to see me cry now?"
In fact, she is not that strong, and her heart has already been full of weather. She doesn’t know what she is trying to be brave. Maybe in front of Tang Jiyan, she would rather be harmless than tear the wound for him to see.
Instead of sympathizing with her, he will feel sick. After all, in the eyes of Tang family, she is half the murderer who killed Tang Jingyun.
Vicious and fickle
Soon after the words sound fell, Qi Cancan heard a very low sigh.
Tang Jiyan turned his face and stopped looking at her and said
"If you can’t cry, you don’t have to worry about what your third brother is doing here."
Hearing this, JiCancan couldn’t help laughing-she also wanted to ask herself what she was doing here.
After putting broken hair on her forehead around her ears, she secretly vomited.
"I just want to see how miserable Tang Jixiu is."