After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
But as soon as she reached the door, Ji Xiuran grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the big bed beside her.
'I don't want to go back!'
Zhao Ningchu glanced at him: "Why?"
Ji Xiuran said awkwardly: "I can't see you in the hospital!"
Zhao Ningchu looked at the twisted face and sighed helplessly. She wanted to take her hand out of his palm, but Ji Xiuran held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
Zhao Ningchu said helplessly: "Ji Xiuran, you are not a child anymore! You..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted: "I know, but I just had an impulse and wanted to see you, so I came regardless of anything."
After saying that, he held Zhao Ningchu in his arms. Zhao Ningchu was still worried about his injuries: "Ji Xiuran, let me go first!"
"I don't want to let go!"
"Let go, I'll take you to the hospital!"
Ji Xiuran didn't speak, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a while.
Just when Zhao Ningchu was about to push the person away, Ji Xiuran's muffled voice came from his ears: "Are you afraid?"
The sentence without beginning or end made Zhao Ningchu a little confused.
"What?"
"The burns on my body are very scary. Are you afraid?"
Zhao Ningchu looked at him blankly, never expecting that this aloof and arrogant man would one day feel inferior.
"Scared at first!"
When Ji Xiuran heard this, his heart twitched fiercely.
"Don't be afraid, I will repair it properly and do skin grafting."
"I'm not done yet!"
"Then tell me!"
"I was scared at first, but more importantly, I felt distressed. Such a large area of burn is so painful."
Ji Xiuran released Zhao Ningchu and looked down at the girl in front of him. The next second, he reached out and grabbed the back of her head and blocked her red lips.
Woohoo~
Zhao Ningchu didn't expect Ji Xiuran to kiss her suddenly.
He kissed her fiercely, and within a short while, Zhao Ningchu felt as if the air in her lungs had been emptied by him, making it difficult for her to breathe and feeling like she was suffocating.
But Ji Xiuran had no intention of letting her go. He pressed her next to the bed and kissed her again and again.
"Um, Ji, Ji Xiu, um..."
Zhao Ningchu wanted to speak, but every word he spoke was stuck in his throat. Until Zhao Ningchu felt a chill on her body, and before she could react, she was pressed to the bedside...
Zhao Ningchu was still thinking about his injuries. She tried to struggle to get up several times, but Ji Xiuran stopped her and dragged her back to the bed. As soon as she lay down, Ji Xiuran's entire body weight was on her.
As soon as she lay down, Han Jingnian's weight fell on her.
"Ji Xiuran, you are crazy, you are still injured!"
Zhao Ningchu put her hands on his chest and pushed him away a little.
"I'm not crazy, I miss you very much, every moment!"
Zhao Ningchu looked at the thin layer of sweat on Ji Xiuran's forehead, slowly retracted her hand, and said with a blushing face: "You are injured now, so you can't exercise strenuously!"
"It's okay, I can't die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bedroom door was knocked several times, and Zhao Zhenguo's voice came from outside the door: "Xiaochu!"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, she stretched out her hand to push Ji Xiuran away.
"Xiaochu, are you awake?"
While talking, Zhao Ningchu heard the door handle turn. Seeing this, Zhao Ningchu said in a panic: "Wait a minute, I'm changing clothes!"
"Get up quickly, my door is unlocked!"
Ji Xiuran lowered his head and sucked hard on Zhao Ningchu's neck. After seeing the mark he left, he slowly stood up with satisfaction.
Zhao Ningchu reached out and touched her neck, and said coquettishly: "Are you a dog?"
A smile appeared on Ji Xiuran's lips, obviously he was in a good mood.
Zhao Zhenguo's voice continued: "Xiaochu, you haven't gone out all day, come out to eat."
"I understand, I'll come down later."
"Then come down quickly. Your uncle is here and waiting for you downstairs!"
"Okay, I get it!"
When there was no movement at the door, Zhao Ningchu pulled Ji Xiuran towards the balcony: "Why don't you stay like this and go to the hospital first."
Ji Xiuran frowned when he heard this: "You want me to go down from the second floor? I'm still injured."
Zhao Ningchu avoided Ji Xiuran's gaze with a guilty conscience, and said with lack of confidence: "Then you were able to come up before, weren't you?"
When Ji Xiuran heard this, he was extremely angry.
"Am I so shameless?"
"No!"
Zhao Ningchu discovered that Ji Xiuran was pretending to be pitiful during this period of time.
She reached out and poked Ji Xiuran's cheek with her index finger: "I didn't realize you had acting talent!"
Ji Xiuran froze and quickly explained: "I'm not acting, I really..."
"Pretending to be pitiful again!"
'Ah Chu, I'm sorry, I...'
Zhao Ningchu saw this and burst into laughter: "Okay, I'm going down."
After saying that, he ignored Ji Xiuran and walked towards the door. Zhao Ningchu opened the bedroom, turned to look at the man standing on the balcony, and sighed helplessly.
"Don't you want to go down with me?"
Going downstairs, Shao Sinian was a little shocked to see Ji Xiuran's appearance.
"you……"
Zhao Ningchu said: "I will explain to you later, but I will send the person to the hospital first!"
Shao Sinian stood up immediately: "I'll take you there!"
"No, you are a public figure, don't get in trouble if you are photographed!"
"Who can take pictures in the car? Let's go!"
Zhao Ningchu thought that her foot was injured anyway, so she agreed.
She told Zhao Zhenguo to take good care of his two children and went out.
On the way back to the hospital, Shao Sinian told Zhao Ningchu that Shao Xing had not been caught yet.
Zhao Ningchu frowned: "Normal time, haven't you been arrested yet?"
"He is very cunning. He never stays in any place for more than three days. Every time the police arrive, the building is empty. He keeps playing tricks on him.
!”
"How did he know someone was out to get him?"
Zhao Ningchu's words awakened Shao Sinian. Before he could speak, Ji Xiuran spoke from the side.
"The police have his people, otherwise how could he come out so easily in the first place?"
Zhao Ningchu turned to look at Ji Xiuran: "The traitor? Who could that be?"
Shao Sinian said: "The person who knows this inside story is definitely not an ordinary police officer. It is possible that he knows that you are not dead. You should be careful during this time!"
Zhao Ningchu and Ji Xiuran returned to the hospital. As soon as they entered the ward, they saw that the ward was full of people.
When Zhao Ningchu saw the old lady sitting in the wheelchair, her face changed and she was about to find an excuse to leave, but her hand was held tightly by Ji Xiuran: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Zhao Ningchu wanted to laugh a little. She was not afraid, she just didn't want to see the old lady and Ji Mowan.
Ji Xiuran held Zhao Ningchu's hand and walked towards the bed step by step, then softly comforted her.
After seeing this scene, the old lady was so angry that she was shaking all over.
"Xiuran, you, you ran out of the hospital just because of this woman, right?"
Ji Xiuran's face was slightly cold, and he turned to look at the old lady and Ji Mowan: "Sister, it's too late, take grandma back!"
"Xiuran, you..."
Ji Xiuran directly issued an order to expel the guests, and the expressions of those present immediately changed.
Especially the old lady. If she could stand up from the wheelchair, she would have jumped in front of Zhao Ningchu and taught her a lesson.
"Zhao Ningchu, why are you so shameless? Even now, you are still entangled with my grandson!"
Zhao Ningchu did not speak. Ji Xiuran stood in front of her and said word by word: "I am obsessed with her. I, Ji Xiuran, will only recognize her as one person in my life, eldest sister, grandma. If you have any objections to her, I will not
I mind if we don’t interact with each other from now on.”
Ji Mowan's expression changed immediately. Xia Chengan, who had been standing silently on the side, quickly came out to smooth things over: "Uncle, mother, great-grandmother, don't argue. We are all a family. Now that uncle is back, you can rest assured. Come back. I
Send you back!,"
Xia Chengan took everyone out. The doctor stayed behind to help Ji Xiuran maintain his health. He found that there was no major problem and left after giving some instructions.
Ji Xiuran looked at Zhao Ningchu who was sitting aside, reached out to grab her hand, and said pitifully: "I only have you now. You must stay and take care of me tonight!"
"Actually, you don't have to be like this."
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything, he just called Su Yang and asked Su Yang to bring food to the ward.
They had dinner with Ji Xiuran in the ward. Ji Xiuran didn't let her leave, and Zhao Ningchu didn't plan to go home.
That night, Zhao Ningchu had a dream.
I dreamed that Shaoxing suddenly rushed into the ward and pointed a silenced gun at Ji Xiuran. Before she could react, there was a bang.
She watched helplessly as the bullet penetrated Ji Xiuran's forehead and blood flowed out of the hole.
Ji Xiuran fell down in front of her, and the white hospital bed was covered with scarlet blood. Zhao Ningchu stared at Ji Xiuran, who was covered in blood and lying next to her with wide eyes. She held him in her arms and kept calling him
name.
"Ji Xiuran, don't die, don't leave me..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle. When she woke up from her dream, she found that she had fallen off the bed.
It's a dream~
Zhao Ningchu sat on the ground a little dull. The dream just now was so vivid that tears rolled down from his eyes uncontrollably.
"Achu~"
Ji Xiuran pushed the door in from the outside and saw Zhao Ningchu sitting on the ground in a daze, crying. He quickly stepped forward to check her condition.
"What's wrong? Where did you fall? Does your ankle hurt?" As he spoke, he reached out to wipe the tears on Zhao Ningchu's cheek.
The moment Zhao Ningchu saw Ji Xiuran, she rushed towards him and hugged him tightly.
"Ji Xiuran..."
"I am here!"
"I just, just now..."
Zhao Ningchu couldn't say that she dreamed about Ji Xiuran's death. She always felt that the dream just now was too real, and she didn't dare to say it.
"You had a nightmare. It was a dream. Dreams and manifestations are opposites."
Zhao Ningchu burst into tears: "But, but I think it's so real!"
She could no longer bear Ji Xiuran's death once. It had already cost her half her life. If it happened again, she would definitely not survive.
Ji Xiuran gently pushed her away, held her tear-stained face with his hands, and smiled: "You are crying so sadly. What did you dream about?"