The more Jiang Chi comforted, the more nervous and uncomfortable Tang Wanxing's heart became.

She hurriedly got up and ran to call the doctor.

Jiang Chi was sent to the consultation room, and it was preliminarily concluded that it was a stomach ulcer.

Looking at the pale person on the hospital bed, Tang Wanxing's brows were tightly locked.

"It's just a small problem, just eat on time."

Jiang Chi also pretended to comfort her easily.

"What's the problem? The doctors have said that the extent of this stomach ulcer is already serious at your age!" Tang Wanxing's face was serious and serious.

Jiang Chi pulled his lips and smiled, "Wanwan, you're still worried about me."

Tang Wanxing saw that he was obviously still uncomfortable, and he was still thinking about it in his heart, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Don't be sentimental, I'm not worried about you, you'd better not take care of your body, in case you die young, your property will be mine."

She deliberately said angry words, but Jiang Chi not only didn't get angry, but smiled dotingly, "Silly Wanwan, mine is yours."

Tang Wanxing snorted lightly, "I'm sorry, my last favorite thing is cake."

"I didn't draw cakes, I'm serious."

Jiang Chi looked at her without blinking, she was indeed serious.

Tang Wanxing was a little panicked in her heart for a moment, she just said hi, if he really made any moves, she couldn't afford it.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhao Kai came back after buying hot porridge.

They also digressed the topic.

She took care of Jiang Chi and ate breakfast, and then after a while, he also fell asleep in a daze.

By the afternoon, there was still no news of Tang Zhaoyuan's wake.

The doctors all said that it was unlikely that he would wake up, Tang Wanxing looked at his father on the hospital bed, and the tears in his eyes suddenly fell uncontrollably.

She thought she wouldn't cry.

"Don't you love money the most! Now your wife and children have sold your company and home! Why are you still sleeping here and won't wake up!?"

"You love your eldest brother and Tang Miaoran so much, but what about them? I don't even care if you live or die! I feel chilling for you!"

"If I were you! I'm not willing to be a vegetative person and lie here all the time! Let these wicked men get their way!"

The more Tang Wanxing spoke, the more choked her voice became, and her tears fell down in big streams.

At this moment, she was really afraid that Tang Zhaoyuan would become a vegetative person.

"You're awake! You don't hate me the most! Do you hate me the most! But I'm the only one by your side now! You don't wake up! How do I see you disappointed and sad!"

"Dad...... Can you wake up......?"

Tang Wanxing grabbed Tang Zhaoyuan's dry and cold hand, so sad that she lost her voice.

Blood relationship is really something that makes people inexplicable.

Tang Wanxing once thought that if Tang Zhaoyuan really died one day, she would only burn high incense to celebrate, and she would not shed a single tear for him at all.

Suddenly, Tang Wanxing felt Tang Zhaoyuan's fingers move, and she raised her head sharply and looked at the doctor on the side, "He...... He did it manually...... Doctor, I feel his hands!"

As he spoke, Tang Zhaoyuan's fingers moved twice.

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Tang Zhaoyuan woke up, but he was in a coma for too long, and he hurt his brain, and his IQ was only as much as that of a five-year-old child.

And it's a special sticky Tang evening star.

Tang Wanxing didn't know if this was a good thing.

Or maybe he really paid the price for the wrong things he had done.

After Zhang Lan knew about Tang Zhaoyuan, she first scolded him for deserving it, which was simply deserved.

But when Tang Zhaoyuan saw Tang Wanxing running towards her with a happy face, tears couldn't help but overflow.

Hate is real, but it's because you once really loved.

Tang Zhaoyuan saw Zhang Lan crying, and raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face, "Such a good-looking girl, it's not good to look good when she cries, you have to laugh."

Saying that, Tang Zhaoyuan also grinned at her and demonstrated how to laugh.

Zhang Lan smiled with tears in her eyes, and the resentment of more than 20 years has finally dissipated today.

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Since Tang Zhaoyuan woke up, the days seemed to have gradually become brighter.

The studio also began to operate normally, and Tang Wanxing began to devote most of his energy to work.

The time to go home is later than Jiang's.

Tomorrow is Wednesday, Gu Shaoheng called Tang Wanxing several times to confirm whether she would come the next day.

Tang Wanxing asked Xia Zhiwei's opinion, and she strongly supported her to go.

This is her first exhibition, and it will be beneficial for her and the studio.

It's just Jiang Chi's side......

Tang Wanxing didn't say it, and she didn't dare to say it, mainly because the two of them had finally lived a few days of stability during this time, and she also wanted to be quiet.

The exhibition opened at half past two in the afternoon, and Tang Wanxing had to go to the hospital in the morning to remove the thread on his shoulder.

The next day, Jiang Chi did not go to the company in the morning, but accompanied her to the hospital.

Along the way, she looked preoccupied.

"What's wrong? Is it scared?"

Sitting in the car, her palms suddenly became hot, and Jiang Chi held her hand.

Tang Wanxing was a little weak-hearted and nodded, "Well, a little."

"It's okay, I'll be with you, it won't hurt to remove the stitches." Jiang Chi soothed softly.

When he arrived at the hospital, when Tang Wanxing unbuttoned his shirt and revealed the centipede-like scar on his shoulder, Jiang Chi's face suddenly changed.

When she came back, the two of them slept in separate rooms, and he hadn't seen her wounds.

The doctor who removed the stitches today was very skillful, Tang Wanxing didn't feel anything at all, and the stitches had already been removed.

It's just that after Jiang Chi came out of the hospital, he wasn't very happy.

"I'm going to the company later, where are you going?" His tone was unusually cold.

Tang Wanxing buckled up his seat belt and looked at him confusedly, "Since the threads were removed, you have been unhappy, what happened?"

Jiang Chi's lips pursed into a straight line, "I'm curious, what kind of relationship do you have with Meng Chao, and you can actually let you block this knife for him!"

It was for this.

Tang Wanxing sighed deeply, "There is no friendship, that is, if I didn't block that knife for him at that time, he might have died, and I only suffered a little flesh wound."

Hearing this explanation, Jiang Chi was even more angry, "Are you the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva? Want to purify all sentient beings? In case the knife is crooked! What if it pierces your major artery or pierces your heart!"

"Do you want to even want your own life for the sake of Meng Chao, that scumbag?"

"Okay, I know, but it's not completely beneficial for me to do this, you see that Meng Chao is no longer embarrassed by the Jiang family, and I see that the police have also cracked down on a lot of drug lords...... There should also be Meng Chao's credit for this, right?"

Tang Wanxing said softly, Jiang Chi's eyes were full of distress, "This may be the reason why I love you so much, in the future, this kind of dangerous thing, let us men fight, okay?"