Just when Jing Che was thinking so, the doctor helped Jing Dezheng hang up the drip.

Suddenly, there was a 'huh'.

"The patient dragged this thing in his hand, how could he break it?"

Hearing this, Jing Che subconsciously looked at his father's bulging hands.

Stretched out his hand to help, and forcefully broke Jing Dezheng's hand.

Only then did I see that Jing Dezheng was lying in the palm of his hand with a water-blue teardrop pendant.

Jing Che twisted the pendant and sent it to Ji Junxue.

asked indifferently: "Why is it in my father's hands?" ”

"......" Ji Junxue lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and was silent for a moment.

After struggling inwardly for a moment, he still chose to say truthfully: "I was pulled off by my uncle." ”

"That's why my dad just fell down the stairs?"

"......" Ji Junxue nodded subconsciously.

"......" Jing Che's eyes noticed that on the snow-white neck blocked by Ji Junxue's sweatshirt, there was a long and eye-catching bruise strangulation.

Jing Che stretched out his hand and pulled down the collar of his sweatshirt, which made Ji Junxue subconsciously shrink his neck.

Jing Che's big palm stroked Ji Junxue's neck, and the soft and smooth skin felt swollen at the moment.

I was distressed and stroked gently.

"Does it hurt?"

"......" Ji Junxue raised her eyes, looked at Jing Che deeply with clear eyes, and shook her head.

With his words, nothing hurts.

Looking at Ji Junxue's shining eyes, Jing Che felt a pain in his heart.

I'm afraid that Ji Junxue has suffered a lot of grievances, and when this kind of thing happens, I must have been afraid and worried that he won't believe him, so I have been unwilling to take the initiative to explain.

What a silly boy!

Jing Che hugged his head and leaned on his shoulder in distress.......

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor conducted a series of examinations on Jingdezheng.

Jing Dezheng had minor abrasions on his body and a broken leg.

Wearing a plaster cast, hanging on one foot, he was hospitalized.

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Two hours later, Jingdezheng slowly woke up.

Noticing his hanging leg, he realized that his leg was broken.

His eyes swept around, looking at his son sitting on the edge of the bed in the ward, Jing Dezheng's heart was relieved.

He shouted softly: "Ah Che! ”

Jing Che, who was looking down at his phone, was pulled back to his thoughts by Jing Dezheng's voice.

asked indifferently: "Dad!" Are you awake and want something to eat? ”

Jing Dezheng shook his head, stretched out his slightly wrinkled and thin hand, and grabbed Jing Che's hand.

"Ah Che, dad beg, don't have anything to do with that kid, okay?"

"......" Jing Che pursed his lower lip slightly, looked at Jing Dezheng with an indifferent expression, and did not give any response.

The answer is obvious, no.

"You see that you sold the company's shares because of him, and now he pushed me down the stairs and broke my leg, with him in our Jing family sooner or later, isn't it enough for me to be killed like this by him today?"

"Ah Che, you have to believe Dad. Daddy won't hurt you, that kid isn't a good thing. Do you know how he pushed me and hit me when you weren't there? I must go to court and sue him. Let him go to jail, and this wicked man deserves to die! ”

Jing Dezheng was so excited that he took Jing Che's hand and shook it.

Jing Che kept a calm face and remained silent.

Villain? Damn it? He did the same in front of Ji Junxuexue?

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