When Wen Xili returned, he not only carried a pile of sugar, but also brought back Mrs. Wen.

Mrs. Wen had a serious illness because of Wen Xili's serious injury and hospitalization, and she had just recovered these days, although she wore a little makeup, her sallow face was not very disguised, and she looked very haggard.

Wen Xili put the pile of sugar on the ginger wine bedside table, and said to the two women in the room, "You talk." ”

Then he opened the door and went out.

Mrs. Wen glanced at Jiang Jiu's scarred wrist, her eyes were red again, she came over and sat on the edge of the bed, touched Jiang Jiu's hair, and called her name softly: "Jiujiu, ......"

She learned about Jiang Jiu's illness from Wen Xili, and she was distressed to death, and she didn't sleep well all night last night, and she was a little uneasy in her distress, so she rushed over early in the morning.

"You've really suffered too much alone." Mrs. Wen wiped the corners of her eyes and said in a low voice, "Auntie, I'm sorry for you." ”

Jiang Jiu smiled: "It's me who is too useless, what does it have to do with Auntie?" I've been cured of this problem for seven or eight years, if it weren't for Ling Zihan this time...... I won't have a recurrence. ”

Mrs. Wen lowered her head and moved her lips, "Ling Zihan should be damned." ”

Being able to say this kind of evaluation from the mouth of Mrs. Wen, who is gentle and kind by nature, Ling Zihan is really popular.

Ling Zihan's mental diagnosis has not come down yet, but Jiang Jiu doesn't care much about him anymore, no matter what the result is, he is no longer a person of the same world as her.

It's best to go to jail, and even if you can't, you have to be locked up in a psychiatric hospital and receive electroshock therapy.

He electrocuted Jiang Caiwei into a madman, and now, he may also be electrocuted.

If it is self-inflicted, it shall not live.

Mrs. Wen sat down and chatted with her for more than half an hour, Jiang Jiu saw that she was not in good spirits and looked haggard, and he didn't want her to stay in the hospital for too long, so he asked Wen Xili to come in and send people home.

Wen Xili leaned against the door, and when she heard Jiang Jiu calling her, she opened the door and walked in.

"Mom, I'll take you home." He took Mrs. Wen's arm and pulled the person up, then glanced at Jiang Jiu, who was leaning on the head of the bed and seemed to be in good spirits, "What do you want?" I'll bring you some. ”

Jiang Jiu touched his face, "My face is so dry, you can help me bring my ex-boyfriend's mask and the little black bottle." ”

"............" what kind of mask?

Wen Xili glanced at her, "I'll be back soon, where are you uncomfortable, remember to call the doctor." ”

Ginger wine peeled a grain of sugar, it was lemon-flavored, her sour face was wrinkled, she waved her hand, and said perfunctorily: "I know, I know." ”

He looked at her perfunctory expression, reached out and pinched her face, "Tell the doctor where it hurts, don't bear it blindly, it's more than enough to succeed." ”

"......" Jiang Jiu puffed out his face, "My face hurts so much now." ”

Wen Xili gave her a blank look: "Yes." ”

After speaking, he let go of his hand and rubbed the red face of ginger wine that was pinched by him, "Let's go." ”

Mrs. Wen watched from the sidelines, her expression mixed.

Wen Xili took her hand, looked faint, and took her downstairs with lazy steps.

Mrs. Wen sat in the co-pilot, looked at her son's side face, and couldn't help but say, "Xili...... What are your thoughts on sake now? ”

Wen Xili looked ahead, started the engine, heard his mother's question, and asked rhetorically, "What else can I think?" ”