Ji Xiuran patted her back and comforted her softly: "I'm sorry for you, it's my mistake!"
Zhao Ningchu cried in Ji Xiuran's arms for a while and sobbed: "It's my fault. If I didn't plan that thing on his birthday, he wouldn't leave me!
He must be angry with me and didn't want to see me, so he chose to leave in this way."
"No, this is not your fault, don't blame yourself."
"Ah Chu, although your father committed suicide, it has nothing to do with you."
Ji Xiuran felt uncomfortable and distressed when he saw Zhao Ningchu like this.
"Stop crying, your father definitely hopes you are well."
While talking, Ji Xiuran took out a letter from his bag: "Ah Chu, this is what your father left for you."
Zhao Ningchu's eyes turned red and she raised her eyes to look at Ji Xiuran: "What?"
"letter!"
Zhao Ningchu was stunned for a moment, then reached out to take the envelope from Ji Xiuran's hand, opened it and read the contents inside.
Ji Xiuran stood quietly and looked at Zhao Ningchu, only to see her holding the envelope and walking step by step towards the exit of the cemetery.
Ji Xiuran saw this and hurriedly followed: "Ah Chu, where are you going?"
Zhao Ningchu ignored it and walked forward.
As soon as she stepped down the next step, her vision went dark and she fell straight forward.
When Ji Xiuran saw this, he quickly reached out and hugged the person into his arms.
"Achu, are you okay?"
After speaking, he found that the person in his arms was motionless. He looked down and found that his wife had fainted.
When Ji Xiuran saw this, he was so frightened that he quickly picked up the person, strode towards the entrance of the cemetery, and sent the person to the hospital.
City hospital
Clinic building.
In front of the medical desk, two doctors were chatting. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door.
Everyone looked up and saw a tall, handsome man rushing in with an unconscious girl in his arms.
When the doctor saw this, he quickly went over to help check on the spot. Fortunately, it was nothing serious.
"The patient fainted because she was overly excited. It's not a big problem. But now that she's pregnant, she should control her emotions.
Ji Xiuran breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but he was still worried.
'Doctor, my wife showed signs of bleeding some time ago, just a few days after being discharged from the hospital.'
"Run to the ward first and contact Dr. Chen to check it carefully."
Ji Xiuran carried the person to the ward. Seeing that Zhao Ningchu was still unconscious, he felt uncomfortable and scared.
He sat on the edge of the bed, took Zhao Ningchu's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it: "Don't scare me, Ah Chu!"
The doctor came in, and the results of the examination were still the same as before: he fainted due to excessive sadness.
When Ji Mowan learned the news and rushed over, Zhao Ningchu hadn't woken up yet.
"Xiuran, what's going on? Why did you faint so well?"
Ji Xiuran told Ji Mowan the matter.
Ji Mowan blamed herself: "How could you hide such a thing from her?"
"She showed signs of miscarriage at that time, and I didn't dare to tell her at all."
Ji Mowan sighed: "Forget it, let's wait until someone wakes up."
It wasn't until night that Zhao Ningchu woke up.
"Achu, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Zhao Ningchu said nothing.
Ji Xiuran stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and said with a worried look on his face: "Ah Chu, don't be like this, please just talk."
Zhao Ningchu raised her eyes to look at him, looked at Ji Xiuran's red eyes, and reached out to hold his face.
'Ji Xiuran...'
When Ji Xiuran heard this, he quickly covered her hand and felt the temperature of the girl's palm with his cheek.
"I'm here, what do you want to tell me?"
"You said my father committed suicide, right?"
Ji Xiuran was stunned when he heard this, but still nodded slightly.
"But I don't believe it."
"Achu, you..."
"I know my father very well. Chen Xueman's treatment of her like that was undoubtedly a slap in his face. It was impossible for him to just let their mother and daughter go and commit suicide. There must be other reasons."
Zhao Ningchu started to get excited as she spoke. When Ji Xiuran saw this, he hugged her in his arms.
"Ah Chu, the police station said that your father committed suicide, so don't think about it."
"No, he wasn't. He was so afraid of death and so vindictive. How could he die like this?"
Zhao Ningchu roared loudly.
When Ji Xiuran saw this, he quickly coaxed softly: "Okay, don't get excited first. You need to calm down. You will scare the baby in your belly."
When Zhao Ningchu heard the word "baby", she looked dazed for a moment.
She looked down at her slightly bulging belly, put her hand on it, and slowly calmed down.
"Where's Xiaobai?"
"Xiaobai is at home."
'Does he know I'm in hospital?'
"I didn't say anything. In the afternoon, the eldest sister came over. Seeing that you didn't wake up, she said she would go back to help take care of Xiaobai."
"Bring him here, I want to see him, I want to see my son."
'Okay, I'll call the eldest sister now and ask her to bring it over. Don't be excited. Let's not scare the child, okay?'
Zhao Ningchu raised her eyes and looked at Ji Xiuran, her face turned slightly pale: "What should I say? How should I tell Xiaobai!"
"Xiaobai is so strong, he will understand, don't worry."
"He clamored to see his grandpa before, but he didn't see him. Now let me tell him that his grandpa is dead and there will be no one to play with him in the future. How can I say it?"
"Achu, let me tell you, I will explain it to Xiaobai and he will understand."
Zhao Ningchu sniffed, suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, where is the letter?"
"Here it is."
Ji Xiuran took out the letter left by Zhao Zhenguo from the drawer and handed it to Zhao Ningchu.
Zhao Ningchu opened the envelope and looked at the contents inside.
"Ji Xiuran, this is my father's handwriting, I recognize it."
'Ah Chu, don't be like this.'
"But this was not written by my father. As I said, I know him too well. How could he feel that he had no face to see others, so he chose to end his life?
The person who framed him was too hasty and he didn’t understand my dad, so he wrote like this.”
Ji Xiuran looked at Zhao Ningchu's calm appearance and began to have doubts.
Too many things happened back then, and Zhao Ningchu was not in good health, so when the detention center said that Zhao Zhenguo had committed suicide, he didn't think much about it and just asked Xie Yu to arrange the funeral arrangements.
"Ah Chu, when you say this, I do feel a little strange. When your father came in, he told me clearly that he wanted to give himself justice and would not let that woman Chen Manxue go. How could it be possible in a few days?
, committed suicide just because he didn’t have the face to see anyone?”
"Yes, my father is not afraid of anything. What he is afraid of is death, so it is impossible for him to commit suicide."
Ji Xiuran thought about it and said, "But Ah Chu, have you ever thought about the possibility that Chen Manxue has been cuckolding your father for so many years, and maybe she can't accept it for a while, so she chooses to keep it quiet?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head: "My dad has never experienced anything embarrassing in his life, but he has never gone to the point of choosing to commit suicide. Because of Chen Manxue's incident, the whole family looked down on him, but he was still fine.
I always feel that this matter has something to do with Chen Manxue. Chen Manxue must have a grudge, so she found someone to kill my father in the detention center."
Ji Xiuran sighed and said, "After that incident, Chen Manxue has been in the mental hospital. There is nothing suspicious about her."
"That's Chen Sisi. Didn't you say you couldn't find her before? Now she suddenly appears again. It must be the mother and daughter."
Ji Xiuran comforted: "Okay, I know, I will find out. If this matter is really related to the mother and daughter, I will not let them go."
When Zhao Ning first heard this, she felt a little better.
Not long after, Ji Mowan came over with Xiaobai.
"Mommy!"
Xiaobai walked to the bed with a worried look on his face and reached out to hold Zhao Ningchu's hand.
Zhao Ningchu looked at her son and said softly: "Mommy is fine!"
"Mommy, get well soon. It's not good to be in the hospital all the time."
Zhao Ningchu looked at the sensible Xiaobai and felt extremely uncomfortable.
'Xiaobai, Mommy wants to tell you something.'
"What?"
Zhao Ningchu opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't say anything about it.
Ji Xiuran on the side saw this and reached out to pull Xiaobai.
"Son, you are a man, right?"
'I am a child, not a man yet.'
Ji Xiuran:......
Xiaobai turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ningchu, who was speechless, and then at Ji Xiuran.
Then he lowered his eyes and said, "I know what you are going to say?"
Ji Xiuran was a little surprised: "You know?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Mowan on the side said: "I said it. Xiaobai asked me why her mother was hospitalized, so I told her about his grandfather."
After Ji Mowan finished speaking, Xiaobai walked to Zhao Ningchu's bedside: "Mommy, I know that grandpa went to heaven, so I didn't cry!"
Zhao Ningchu knew that her son had always been very sensible, but the more sensible she became, the more guilty she felt towards him.
"Baby, Mommy is so sorry."
Xiaobai's eyes turned red instantly.
"Am I never going to see grandpa again?"
"Well, sorry!"
Following Zhao Ningchu's words, Xiaobai's tears immediately rolled out of his eyes. When Zhao Ningchu saw this, he felt heartbroken and reached out to hug Xiaobai.
Ji Xiuran felt very sad when he saw the mother and son holding each other and crying.
He walked forward and held the two of them in his arms: "Son, from now on, daddy will accompany you, and you can play whatever you want."
Xiaobai hummed and said nothing.
That night, Xiaobai stayed with Zhao Ningchu in the hospital, and Zhao Ningchu's mood improved a lot.
Early the next morning, Gu Ran received a call from Ji Xiuran. After explaining the situation, he asked her to come over and accompany Zhao Ningchu.
Gu Ran came to the ward and saw Zhao Ningchu sitting by the bed depressedly. She felt very sad when she thought of Ji Xiuran talking.
She knew Zhao Ningchu too well.
Although her relationship with Zhao Zhenguo is not very deep, Zhao Zhenguo has always been her father. Now that Zhao Zhenguo has died inexplicably, she must feel uncomfortable.
"Achu!"
Gu Ran shouted with red eyes.
When Zhao Ningchu raised her eyes and saw Gu Ran, she was a little surprised: "You, why are you here?"
Gu Ran stepped forward and took Zhao Ningchu's hand: "Ah Chu, are you okay?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Ningchu's mouth, and she pretended to be relaxed and said: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."
'Where is Ji Xiuran? Have you gone to work?'
Gu Ran asked curiously when she didn't see Ji Xiuran in the ward.
"He should send Xiaobai to school. He will be here soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran walked in carrying breakfast.
Seeing this, Gu Ran said, "If I had known you hadn't eaten breakfast, I would have brought it for you when I came here."
"It's okay, didn't he bring it?"
After saying that, he looked at Ji Xiuran: "What did you buy?"
"Try Xu Ji's breakfast."
Zhao Ningchu had no appetite at all now, but she didn't want them to worry, so she nodded bravely: "Okay!"
Ji Xiuran put breakfast on the table aside, then walked to the bed and picked up Zhao Ningchu.
Out of instinct, Zhao Ningchu hugged his neck and exclaimed: "What are you doing? I can leave by myself."
"The doctor said you need to lie down to nurse the baby and not move around."
Zhao Ningchu smiled helplessly: "I'm fine."
Ji Xiuran said nothing, picked up Zhao Ningchu and placed him on the sofa, then opened the lunch box he brought.
Zhao Ningchu looked at him and said, "Go and do your work. Ranran can stay here with me."
Zhao Ningchu didn't want to delay Ji Xiuran's work because of himself, not to mention that he also wanted to help investigate Zhao Zhenguo's affairs.
"I want to stay with you."
'I'm fine, go ahead and do your work, don't you still have to investigate my dad's affairs?'
Ji Xiuran was stunned for a moment, thinking about what Zhao Ningchu said last night, and then nodded slightly.
"Okay! Ah Chu, I promise you, I will definitely do it."
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, she was very moved: "Thank you!"
"If you want to thank me, then finish today's breakfast and my husband will feed you personally!"
After saying that, he picked up the spoon and prepared to feed his wife.
Zhao Ningchu said embarrassedly: "Goodbye, where is Ranran?"
Gu Ran quickly said: "Well, I'll go to the bathroom and won't disturb your breakfast."
After saying that, he sneaked out of the ward very wisely.
As soon as Gu Ran left, Ji Xiuran said, "You can eat now."
Zhao Ningchu nodded slightly: "I can't finish it, I can only eat a little bit."
'You can eat as much as you can, my husband won't force you to finish it today.'
After saying that, the porridge in the wedding spoon was handed to Zhao Ningchu's mouth, and Zhao Ningchu opened his mouth and took a bite.
After one bite, she couldn't eat anymore, but she didn't want Ji Xiuran to worry, so she forced herself to eat some more.
Unexpectedly, after taking a few mouthfuls, Zhao Ningchu felt sick in his stomach, covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.
When Ji Xiuran saw this, he was immediately frightened. He quickly followed him to the bathroom and saw Zhao Ningchu lying on the toilet and vomiting.
He squatted beside Zhao Ningchu and patted her back gently.
"Why did you suddenly vomit? Is it unpalatable?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head slightly and vomited into the toilet again.
Gu Ran forgot to take her bag, and when she walked in, she heard Zhao Ningchu vomiting in the toilet.
She hurriedly stepped forward: "What's going on? Why are you still suffering from morning sickness?"
Zhao Ningchu regained her composure and whispered: "It's not morning sickness."
When Ji Xiuran saw that she had stopped vomiting, he quickly handed her the water: "Rinse your mouth!"
"Thanks!"
After rinsing his mouth, Zhao Ningchu immediately felt much better.
But Ji Xiuran was still worried, so she asked Gu Ran to find a doctor.
As soon as Gu Ran left, Ji Xiuran carried her to bed.
Zhao Ningchu leaned on the bedside and said weakly: "I'm fine. Actually, there's no need to call the doctor."
'Wait until the doctor comes to check, otherwise I won't worry.'
Zhao Ningchu sniffed, stretched out her hand to hold Ji Xiuran's hand, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Ji Xiuran rubbed her head: "I should say I'm sorry for not taking good care of you."
Zhao Ningchu shook his head: "You are very good, really."
Ji Xiuran looked at her lack of energy, feeling scared and distressed.
"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me. Don't lie to me!"
"No, I'm just a little tired and want to sleep."
"Would you like to wait until the doctor comes to check before you sleep again?"
More than ten minutes later, the doctor came to the ward to examine Zhao Ningchu.
During the whole process, Ji Xiuran's brows were tightly knitted together. When the doctor's examination was over, he couldn't wait to ask: "How is my wife?"