Zhao Pingjin waved his hand and urged her to go, Jiang Nick didn't say anything more, told him a few words to rest well, and left in a hurry.

The nurse came to change the medicine once, maybe it was because the infusion of the potion had the effect of pain relief and sedation, and Zhao Pingjin fell asleep in a daze.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already daylight.

Zhao Pingjin had a bad dream, when he woke up, his heart was still beating suddenly, and he was in a cold sweat, he sat up suddenly, but because of this action, he touched the injury again, and the pain was almost sweaty for a while, his eyes were closed, and he took a few deep breaths before suppressing the pain little by little.

The nanny heard the movement and came in, called the nurse to change the dressing, and when the medicine was changed, breakfast was ready.

Zhao Pingjin only drank a few mouthfuls of soup, and after eating a small half bowl of porridge, he had no appetite, so he asked the nanny to remove the plate.

"Sir, this is a new mobile phone for you, your mobile phone card is installed, and the number is backed up."

The babysitter handed him an up-to-date mobile phone and went out.

Zhao Pingjin was a little puzzled at this time, if his father wanted to do something, he would probably cut off all contact with the outside world now.

But Xu He's side didn't have any news at all.

After thinking about it, Zhao Pingjin called Zheng Fan, and he quickly answered: "Mr. Zhao, are you better?" ”

"Where have you been, why is there no one until now?"

"Something happened to you, Zhao Dong and his wife were angry, and felt that we were not doing well, so let's go back and reflect first, and we won't go to you in the past few days."

"What does it have to do with you?" Zhao Pingjin frowned slightly: "You can come over now, I have something for you to do." ”

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Pingjin called Xu He again, but still no one answered.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused, so he dialed Jiang Nick directly.

But Jiang Nick turned it off.

Zhao Pingjin held his mobile phone, but at this time he was completely calm.

Mrs. Zhao came to see him, holding his hand and shedding tears in distress, all kinds of inquiries and concerns, Zhao Pingjin looked at her calmly, and waited until she finished speaking, crying before she spoke: "Mom, is he going to embarrass Xu He." ”

Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Pingjin, these things will be talked about when you are well." ”

Zhao Pingjin got up suddenly, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, Mrs. Zhao was so frightened that she almost fainted, and hurriedly reached out and held him: "What are you doing?" You don't know what you're hurting yourself...... Lie down, lie down......"

"If you don't tell me, I'll find it myself."

Zhao Pingjin's tone was still very calm, he didn't even show the slightest sign of anger, and his attitude was very respectful and peaceful, but Mrs. Zhao felt a creepy fear.

Many years ago, when Zhao Zhiyong filed for divorce, he also spoke in such a light and peaceful tone, and even until the end, she was the only one who was hysterical.

"Pingjin ......"

Mrs. Zhao's hands trembled faintly: "Are you serious?" For the sake of a woman's life, she is so important? ”

"It's not that important, she followed me, no matter what the future holds, she can't lose her life because of me, don't you say?

Zhao Pingjin directly pulled out the needle of the infusion, Mrs. Zhao's tears poured out all of a sudden, she panicked and wanted to hold down the blood on the back of her son's hand, but Zhao Pingjin avoided it indifferently: "If you want to watch me continue to hurt myself, then help him hide it." ”

"I think you're really good now, and you dare to argue with you."

Zhao Zhiyong pushed the door open, with an angry face on his face, looking at his only son sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Pingjin ......" Mrs. Zhao subconsciously wanted to persuade, but Zhao Zhiyong said to his side: "Help Mrs. out to rest first, and I will say a few words to him alone." ”

"Don't quarrel with your father." Mrs. Zhao raised her hand and patted her son's shoulder: "He is also good for you, you are injured, he doesn't know how distressed and worried he is." ”

Zhao Zhiyong looked at Mrs. Zhao, and the anger between his eyebrows seemed to be faintly dispersed.

"Where do you get people, you have to give me a letter."

Zhao Pingjin raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Zhiyong.

He sat on the edge of the bed in a hospital gown, his hair was a little messy, and his face was wounded.

The lips are a little white, but there is a faint look between the eyebrows and eyes, and even this question is respectful, there is no sign of anger, but it is calm.

is really worthy of being a father and son, just like he was back then.

Zhao Zhiyong thought to himself, this is really feng shui in turn, this is really a report and a report.

"Dead, I had her thrown into the moat last night."

Zhao Zhiyong sat down on the chair casually, but his expression was even more indifferent and ruthless than Zhao Pingjin: "Oh, and her sister, who is young and pitiful, she left a life and sent her to Jianpu Village for two years, but she can also earn money." ”

Zhao Pingjin's hand hanging down his side clenched slightly, but he smiled on his face: "Don't scare me with such words, I'm not the stupid kid who admired you as a god that day." ”