Chapter 115 Ji Xiuran's arrogant and cowardly side
Didn’t you say you were mute?
Stupid?
Sure enough, I couldn't be soft-hearted, I would have let him die if I had known.
"Ji Xiuran, are you childish?"
Zhao Ningchu said with a cold face.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you hooking up with Jiang Cheng?"
Zhao Ningchu was stunned for a moment, confused.
I guess it was either the old lady or Ji Mowan who said it.
That’s all, they’re divorced anyway, so what’s the explanation?
"Who I hook up with is none of your business!"
When Ji Xiuran heard this, his originally gloomy face became even more ugly. He was about to speak, but he coughed uncontrollably.
"Cough cough cough..."
When Zhao Ningchu saw this, she subconsciously reached out to help him move his back, but before she even touched Ji Xiuran, he slapped him away.
"Get out!"
Zhao Ningchu tightened his hands.
You dog man, you are so burned and still so annoying.
The ward was extremely quiet for a while.
Ji Xiuran regretted it when he said three words.
But a man's dignity prevents him from bowing his head and admitting his mistake.
What's more, the thought of hooking up with Zhao Ningchu and Jiang Cheng made him furious.
The two of them just sat on the bed and the other stood beside the bed, neither of them speaking.
Zhao Ningchu turned around silently.
Ji Xiuran's heart skipped a beat.
She's leaving.
No!
Can't let her go.
He desperately refused to allow Zhao Ningchu to leave, but at the moment his throat seemed to be burned out, it was so hot that he couldn't say a word.
Ji Xiuran held the quilt tightly with both hands and looked straight at Zhao Ningchu's back.
Zhao Ningchu walked to the table, took out the thermos box on the table, opened it, and brought it back to Ji Xiuran.
Ji Xiuran looked at the girl standing in front of him again, and slowly relaxed his clenched hands.
Ji Xiuran filled a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Ji Xiuran with a cold face.
"Open your mouth!"
Ji Xiuran was stunned for a while without responding.
Zhao Ningchu lost his patience and stuffed the spoon into his mouth.
Ji Xiuran's lips were already peeling due to the heat, and they hurt when he touched them lightly. Zhao Ningchu pinched them with a spoon, which made him frown in pain.
When he was about to speak, Zhao Ningchu had already withdrawn his spoon.
He had no choice but to swallow the porridge in his mouth, and when he was about to scold her, Zhao Ningchu followed the same pattern and poked the spoon in again.
Just don't give him a chance to speak.
Ji Xiuran:......
This damn woman is getting bolder and bolder. Do you really think that you don’t dare to do anything to her?
Ji Xiuran stared at her with a sullen face.
Zhao Ningchu said without fear: "You want to take action? Come on, can you stand up?"
Ji Xiuran:......
Damn you, how dare you do this to him.
After Zhao Ningchu rudely fed Ji Xiuran porridge, he found that his mouth was extremely chapped, so he dug out his lip balm in his bag.
When Ji Xiuran saw this, he looked at her defensively: "What are you going to do?"
"I'll poison you!"
After saying that, he reached out and pinched Ji Xiuran's chin and applied lip balm on his mouth.
Seeing that it was moisturized a lot, she put it away.
Ji Xiuran's cheeks immediately burned.
This damn woman put lipstick on him!
He reached out to wipe it off, but Zhao Ningchu grabbed his wrist and scolded him sternly: "Don't wipe it off, it has no color."
Ji Xiuran:......
Sure enough, he couldn't do anything to her because he was sick, so why would he ride on her so unscrupulously?
If looks could kill, Zhao Ningchu would have died countless times.
Zhao Ningchu ignored Ji Xiuran's murderous gaze, walked to the bed, and pressed the bedside bell.
A few minutes later, doctors and nurses walked in in a hurry.
When he saw Ji Xiuran sitting by the bed with a gloomy face, he was stunned for a moment.
The doctor said cautiously: "Mr. Ji, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ji Xiuran snorted and said nothing.
The doctor was also in trouble for a while.
Zhao Ningchu looked at the haggard looks of the doctors and nurses and thought that Ji Xiuran had tortured them a lot these past few days.
She despised Ji Xiuran in her heart, and then spoke to the doctor.
"Doctor, please check him and see what medicine he needs."
Hearing this, Ji Xiuran raised his eyes and glanced at her, but Zhao Ningchu ignored her.
But the doctor had some doubts in his mind. He had forced the injection on Ji Xiuran before, but the injection ended up directly in his own thigh.
"Here, Mr. Ji's side..."
'Don't worry, he will cooperate.'
"Then you need to take your temperature before making a decision."
After saying that, he motioned to the nurse to take the thermometer and measure it.
The nurse was really frightened and didn't dare to move.
Zhao Ningchu sighed silently and said helplessly: "Give me the thermometer and I will measure it for him!"
Upon hearing this, the nurse lady quickly handed the thermometer to Zhao Ningchu.
Zhao Ningchu took it, looked at it, shook off the mercury inside, and walked to Ji Xiuran.
"Put it in yourself!"
Ji Xiuran said nothing.
Zhao Ningchu reached out and grabbed his wrist, raised his arm directly, and then quickly poked the thermometer into his creaking hole.
Ji Xiuran felt a chill in his creaking nest. Zhao Ningchu put his hand down and pressed hard to prevent him from letting go.
The movements were completed in one go, and the nurse on the side looked at Zhao Ningchu with admiration.
"Zhao Ningchu, have you gained courage?"
Ji Xiuran threatened in a hoarse voice.
Zhao Ningchu replied without fear: "Yes, I have gained weight, what can you do to me!"
Ji Xiuran was extremely angry, but he really couldn't do anything to Zhao Ningchu.
Subconsciously, he was really worried that he would anger Zhao Ningchu away and stop coming. What would he do?
The two of them sat and stood like this for a full fifteen minutes. Zhao Ningchu helped Ji Xiuran hold down his arm to prevent Ji Xiuran from letting go and causing inaccurate measurements.
A voice from the side said it was okay, and Zhao Ningchu reached into his creaking hole, took out the thermometer and handed it to the doctor.
After the doctor looked at it, he frowned slightly: "It's still the same, 40 degrees, and you need a fever-reducing injection!"
"No fighting!"
"beat!"
The two said in unison.
Zhao Ningchu had not forgotten that Ji Xiuran was most afraid of injections. When he was hospitalized before, he would rather have infusions than injections.
At that time, she had to coax him for a long time before he agreed.
Now~
She doesn't want to coax her.
A voice from the side felt a little embarrassed, after all, he had been stabbed in the thigh by a needle before.
"Here, don't move during the injection, otherwise the needle will not go in accurately."
"Don't worry, he won't move."
The doctor still hesitated: "This..."
Zhao Ningchu said: "Doctor, just take the injection with confidence. If one injection is crooked, just take the second injection."
When Ji Xiuran heard this, his face turned extremely dark.
"Zhao Ningchu, do you want to rebel?"
Zhao Ningchu looked at him: "Then you should cooperate well, it only takes a few seconds anyway!"
"No fighting!"
After saying that, he turned his head to the side and didn't look at Zhao Ningchu.
Zhao Ningchu saw Ji Xiuran being so stubborn and immediately became a little angry.
"Ji Xiuran, can you stop being so naive? Your body is yours, why don't you know how to cherish it?"
"Don't mind your own business!"
Ji Xiuran spoke with a cold face.
Zhao Ning wanted to just throw away her hands and leave, but now she just left like this, and her conscience couldn't bear it.
She took a deep breath, looked at Ji Xiuran and said, "Ji Xiuran, I'll be leaving in a few days!"
When Ji Xiuran heard this, he turned to look at Zhao Ningchu.
Zhao Ningchu continued: "In the last few days, can we get along well?"
Ji Xiuran snorted coldly: "Get along well? Zhao Ningchu, you have been thinking about this day for a long time. You have been thinking about leaving from the beginning. Now that you finally got your wish, you should be happy!"
"yes!"
Ji Xiuran was so angry that he reached out and pushed the small cabinet on the side to the ground.
Only a loud bang was heard from the ward.
The doctors and nurses present were so frightened that they could not understand.
But Zhao Ningchu's expression remained the same. She stepped forward, lifted the cabinet, and released it again.
"Do you have to be so childish?"
"roll!"
After Ji Xiuran gritted his teeth and yelled out this word, he coughed uncontrollably.
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhao Ningchu looked at Ji Xiuran who was extremely angry with him and sighed silently.
Step forward and gently help him along his back.
"Just one shot and you'll be fine, be good~"
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the ward changed, and Ji Xiuran's cold aura also gradually changed because of Zhao Ningchu's words.
No more stings.
When Zhao Ningchu saw that the time had come, she said to the doctor: "That's it!"
The doctor came over with a syringe and stretched out his hand to open Ji Xiuran's pants.
The moment the needle penetrated, Ji Xiuran reached out and took Zhao Ningchu's other hand.
When the doctor pulled out the needle, Ji Xiuran still held her tightly.
Zhao Ningchu found it a bit funny. He had never seen a man so afraid of being injected.
"It's ready, how long do you want to hold on to it?"
The nurse on the side saw it and couldn't help laughing.
Ji Xiuran glanced at her coldly, scaring her so much that she ran out of the ward.
It's terrible.
I also had food and took antipyretic injections.
Zhao Ningchu walked to the table to pack her things. Seeing this, Ji Xiuran said, "You have to leave!"
Zhao Ningchu turned to look at him: "It's okay now, I'm going back!"
"No!"
Zhao Ningchu saw that Ji Xiuran was still as domineering as ever and ignored him.
Ji Xiuran continued: "Stay and wait until I recover before you leave!"
Zhao Ningchu asked back: "If you can't get better for the rest of your life, then I won't be able to leave for the rest of my life?"
Ji Xiuran looked a little embarrassed when his worries were revealed.
"How is that possible? A little cold."
Zhao Ningchu thought for a while: "Okay!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the restroom nearby.
Ji Xiuran's eyes were locked on Zhao Ningchu. After a few minutes, Zhao Ningchu came back with a cup and toothbrush in his hand.
He walked up to Ji Xiuran, placed the water glass on the small cabinet nearby, and handed him the toothbrush: "Brush your teeth!"
Ji Xiuran was very obedient this time.
After he took the toothbrush, Zhao Ningchu lifted the trash can next to his bed: "Spit in it!"
After saying that, I rinsed myself and walked towards the bathroom. When I came out this time, I had a basin in my hand.
Zhao Ningchu has never taken such good care of others. She takes care of meals, brushes teeth and washes faces, and only takes care of people going to the toilet.
Obviously Ji Xiuran enjoyed this kind of treatment.
"Don't be with Jiang Cheng!"
Ji Xiuran suddenly spoke.
Zhao Ningchu paused as she twisted the towel: "Who said I want to be with him?"
"He wasn't before..."
Before Ji Xiuran finished speaking, Zhao Ningchu interrupted directly: "No!"
Ji Xiuran was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Zhao Ningchu would veto it and even explain it to him.
Does she still like herself?
That's right, if it wasn't because you liked yourself, why would you have married yourself?
Ji Xiuran was hypnotizing himself in his mind.
Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. Zhao Ningchu turned around and was stunned for a moment when he saw the old lady.
The old lady's face turned cold and she said in a deep voice: "Who asked you to come in?"
While talking, he walked into the ward.
There was another girl following her,
The girl has a high ponytail and a white dress, looking elegant.
Just when Zhao Ningchu was wondering who this was, the old lady came over holding the girl's hand.
"Xiu Ran, this is your Uncle Su's daughter, Nian Xue. She went to the same kindergarten as you when she was a child. She just returned to China recently. As soon as she heard that you were sick, she quickly followed me to visit you!"
Ji Xiuran frowned, not even looking at Su Nianxue, but locked his eyes tightly on Zhao Ningchu who was standing aside.
"Why are you standing so far away? Come here and comb my hair!"
Zhao Ningchu:......
Damn, are you really treating yourself as a nanny?
Also combing my hair.
Zhao Ningchu remained unmoved.
When Su Nianxue arrived, she stepped forward actively and said enthusiastically: "Brother Xiu Ran, where is the comb? I'm here to help you, so I won't bother this caregiver aunt!"
Babysitting aunt?
After Zhao Ningchu heard this sentence, he was stunned.
Depend on.
I'm only 22 years old.
Did this woman do it on purpose?
She went to school with Ji Xiuran, she was thirty years old, and she actually called her aunt.
Why don't you call yourself grandma?
Ji Xiuran sat on the bed, watching Zhao Ningchu's changing expression, and suddenly felt a little cute, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He's quite cute when he's angry.
When Zhao Ningchu saw Ji Xiuran laughing at herself, she immediately felt unhappy.
"Why are you laughing? What's so funny! Sick Yangzi~"
As Zhao Ningchu finished speaking, the old lady's expression suddenly changed. She pointed at the door and said sternly: "Please get out, you are not welcome here!"
Zhao Ningchu ignored the old lady, walked directly to Ji Xiuran, stretched out her hand and pulled his hair casually.
"Okay~"
Su Nianxue was a little shocked when she saw this scene.
Who is this girl?
How dare you do this to Ji Xiuran, and Ji Xiuran is not angry?
The old lady on the side was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. She was trembling and pointed at Zhao Ningchu.
"Zhao Ningchu, you, how could you...how could you? Get out of here, get out of here~"
She actually tugged her precious grandson's hair like this.
This is bad luck.
Zhao Ningchu really didn't want to say another word to the old woman, so she whispered: "I'm going back first. I'll come back when the old woman leaves!"
After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave. Ji Xiuran grabbed her wrist: "No!"
Zhao Ningchu struggled for a while, but couldn't get away, and shrugged helplessly.
He said nonchalantly: "Look, it's not that I don't want to leave, it's that your grandson doesn't let me leave!"
When Zhao Ningchu said this, he did it on purpose, to deliberately anger the old lady.
Who makes her so annoying?
Zhao Ningchu has never hated a person so much, and the person in front of him is an old man whom he respected when he was a child.
Sure enough, the old lady was so angry at her words that she pointed at Zhao Ningchu tremblingly: "You, get out of here, my grandson has been treated like this by you, and you still haven't let him go."
"Didn't you see? He wouldn't let me go."
The old lady looked at Ji Xiuran, as if she hated iron and said, "Xiuran~"
Ji Xiuran frowned slightly: "Grandma, please go back first and don't come to the hospital."
The old lady looked at him in disbelief: "You drove me away because of this woman? Have you forgotten all the despicable things she did?"
One sentence once again brought back bad memories between the two.
Zhao Ningchu stretched out her hand and pushed Ji Xiuran's hand away, but Ji Xiuran held her tightly and wouldn't let go.