At this time, Jian Yuncheng in the room noticed Jian Yiling at the door of the ward. He stood up and walked quickly to the door.
Jian Yuncheng is about 1.8 meters tall, and the fifteen-year-old Jian Yiling looks particularly thin in front of him, with the top of his head just reaching his chest.
Jian Yiling was wearing a simple white sweater, and her fair face looked like a fluffy little white rabbit. Unfortunately, she only looked like one on the outside, and most of her heart was probably dark inside.
"Go in and apologize."
A simple command tone, a decisiveness that cannot be resisted.
"He would get angry and agitated."
Jian Yiling's voice sounded a little childish, and Jian Yiling didn't want to say that his voice was so soft, but this body was just fifteen years old, and that was the voice.
At the same time, Jian Yiling spoke very slowly, almost word for word. That was because communication with relatives was too unfamiliar to Jian Yiling.
"Now you know that he will be angry and excited? Have you ever thought about it before doing this? You are still small when you are angry and excited!" Jian Yuncheng's eyes were red, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.
"I'm not afraid that he'll get angry and blame me," Jian Yiling explained. "I just think that if he's excited, his opponent won't be good."
She planned to cure this hand, but before that, she couldn't ruin it any more. If she ruined it any more, she might not be able to save it.
"When did you become so stammering when speaking? Are you scared?" Jian Yuncheng asked.
Jian Yiling's natural voice and slow and stumbling way of speaking made Jian Yuncheng mistakenly think that Jian Yiling was timid.
Jian Yiling didn't explain. She wasn't afraid, she was just not good at communicating with her "family". In her previous life, she only saw her parents once a year, and she couldn't say more than ten sentences before and after each meeting.
She has lived in a research institute since she was sensible, spending most of her time in the laboratory, mostly discussing work, and rarely communicating with others in daily life.
Jian Yuncheng warned Jian Yiling coldly: "I don't care if you are scared or really worried about Xiao Nao's mood. You must get Xiao Nao's forgiveness for this matter today. If Xiao Nao doesn't forgive you, then I won't forgive you either. "
Jian Yuncheng is a man of his word. If he says so, he will definitely do it. Even Jian Shuhe and Nuan Wen can't influence his decision.
Jian Yiling nodded.
"Go and apologize now." Jian Yuncheng still insisted that Jian Yiling go and apologize to Jian Yunao, "I will look at his injured right hand."
Jian Yiling then walked into the ward.
When Jian Yuncheng saw Jian Yiling on the hospital bed, he was filled with anger. If Jian Yuncheng hadn't held him down early, he would have jumped up.
"Jian Yiling! Are you satisfied now?! I am disabled! I will never be able to play the piano in my life! Are you happy?!" Jian Yunao shouted loudly and angrily.
Jian Yiling did not escape, but stood there, accepting his anger.
Jian Yunnao lied about falling down the stairs, but his anger towards Jian Yiling was true.
For Jian Yunnao, if Jian Yiling hadn't made him quarrel unreasonably, he would never have fallen down the stairs.
The reason why it was said that Jian Yiling pushed it was to punish and retaliate against her. Having lost his most important hands, Jian Yunnao also became gloomy to a certain extent.
Jian Yunnao suddenly picked up the lunch box next to him with his uninjured left hand and smashed it on Jian Yiling's head.