"Get out of the way." The concise and concise two-word command was already shocking.
Xi Qiansheng continued, "She just woke up and can't stand the stimulation. You can't go in."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xing Sijue, "I am her husband, and I am able to sign on her operating table. Who are you to order me here?"
Xi Qiansheng was stunned. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Wen Ruyan who came out.
"Keep your voice down. She has just fallen asleep. You all should leave first. Jiang Song also doesn't want to see you, so please leave here."
Xing Sijue gave her a cold look and said coldly, "Wen Ruyan, what role are you playing here."
Wen Ruyan frowned, "I am Jiang Song's sister."
"Oh, if she knew you were taking advantage of..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Ruyan stopped him in a low voice, "Xing Sijue, what do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to meet my wife. But you, this group of outsiders, what do you want to do here?"
With that said, he raised his hand to open the door of the ward.
Xi Qiansheng made a move to stop him, but unexpectedly, he grabbed Xing Sijue's hand with his backhand, and the two of them immediately struggled together.
Wen Ruyan was startled and froze on the spot.
Those who work in the Taoist community have all heard of Master Jiu's reputation, and the reality is indeed the same.
Faced with someone like Xi Qiansheng, who was often exposed to swords, guns and sticks, Xing Sijue was able to gain the upper hand.
"You are crazy, this is a hospital, and Jiang Song is still resting inside!"
Xing Sijue grunted, pinned Xi Qiansheng down, and punched him hard in the face.
Xi Qiansheng gritted his teeth, and soon the two of them continued to grapple together.
In the end, Xing Sijue was slightly better.
He grabbed Xi Qiansheng's collar, lifted him up, and said coldly, "I've tolerated you many times, if you dare to take action next time, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, he punched Xi Qiansheng again and fell directly to the ground.
"Ah!" Wen Ruyan screamed softly, feeling like she was hugging Xi Qiansheng.
As for Xing Sijue, as if nothing happened just now, he easily dusted off the dust on his suit and opened the door.
"You can't go in!"
At the last moment, Wen Ruyan resolutely stood in front of Xing Sijue.
Even though it might really anger Xing Sijue, even though she might really not be able to bear the consequences.
You know, even if Jiu Ye is currently in a difficult situation and is attacked from both sides, crushing them to death can still be as easy as crushing an ant.
"Get out of the way, this is the last time."
Xing Sijue gritted his teeth.
Wen Ruyan remained unmoved, and the air seemed to freeze for an instant.
Until, a woman's weak voice suddenly came from the room.
"Ruyan, let him come in."
It's Jiang Song.
Wen Ruyan hesitated, glanced at Xing Sijue, and then stepped aside.
When Xing Sijue walked in, Jiang Song was leaning on the hospital bed, with a pale face without any blood, and he was so fragile that he could be blown away by a little wind.
His heart was twitching fiercely, as if it was being held by a pair of invisible hands.
Once he thought that she suffered so much because of other men, he felt pain even if he breathed.
But once he met her clear eyes, the pool of spring water in them made his anger dissipate instantly.
"What do you want?" She said calmly, without any emotion.
The big hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist. All his thoughts and feelings during these days seemed to have turned into a joke. His reason fell apart and he was completely defeated!
"Take you home." He said.
In this sentence, there was no trace of the harshness and coldness that he had just expressed outside.
With a hint of caution, he listened carefully to the last note, which even sounded like a request.
Jiang Song turned away and did not look at him: "My home is here. Wherever my children are, that is my home."
"But I am your husband."
Xing Sijue gritted his teeth and looked at her with his handsome eyes intently.
It had only been more than half a year since I left him, but Jiang Song was already lying on the hospital bed.
He couldn't believe that if it had been longer, he wouldn't have come this time.
Will he never see her again?
The reason why he let go that time was because she thought Jiang Song might need some time to relax and that she might be able to live a better life without him.
But apparently not.
"In a sense, it is no longer the case. You promised me to sign the divorce agreement. This marriage has ended long ago. If Master Jiu insists on discussing this, I can file for divorce after I am discharged from the hospital."
"Jiang Song." Xing Sijue's thin lips traced a dark arc, and his voice was low and hoarse. "It's already this time, do you still want to make trouble with me? I don't care about everything before, those two children...
I can tolerate it, as long as you go home, and I won't let you go this time, you have to go back with me. Even if you just treat our marriage as a cooperation agreement, in name only, I don't care."
As long as Jiang Song is here, it will be fine.
In the days when she was gone, he was like a zombie, returning to the old Xing Sijue without joy, anger, sorrow or joy.
Jiang Song shook his head gently, "You may not care, but as for me, I care. I want to give my children a complete family, and Xi Qiansheng is their father. I will not let them lose their father since they were young.
"
After saying that, she swallowed her saliva, feeling extremely helpless in her heart.
There is a saying that goes well, the more people know each other and love each other, the more they know where to stab each other with the knife in their hands, so that they can hit each other hardest and hurt the most.
"Jiang Song... I'll give you one last chance. Just pretend I didn't hear you!" Xing Sijue pursed his thin lips, stepped forward and pressed the quilt for her, and then said softly, "Have a good rest.
, I’m here to accompany you.”
Jiang Song turned his head, where he couldn't see, tears streaked the corners of his eyes and soaked the quilt.
It was so strange, why she was crying, and there was a dull pain somewhere in her heart, but she didn't understand the deeper meaning.
Xing Sijue didn't know what method he used, but after that day, Jiang Song never saw Xi Qiansheng again.
Wen Ruyan also had a worried look on his face.
But no one told her anything.
More and more doctors came to see her every day, and her days went from worrying about her work at the Bajo Club to worrying about these two children every day.
Fortunately, the twins are in good health, and Jiang Song gave the children very cute nicknames.
My brother’s name is Jianjian and my daughter’s name is Wanwan.
The person who spent more time with her became Xing Sijue.
Facing the two children, he didn't show any boredom, but it was just indifferent. He would look at them once or twice, but then quickly walked away to stay with her.
Sometimes, Jiang Song always feels a little uneasy when he sees Xing Sijue and his children together.