Ji Youyan's heart soared with Jingxiu's affirmative answer, but because of Wei Yizhen's presence, she could only convey joy with her eyes restrained.
Jingxiu was reserved, but the corners of his brows and eyes were still dyed with a faint crimson color.
Wei Yizhen felt as if he was a super-powerful light bulb that was glowing embarrassingly. Fortunately, Ji Youyan and Jingxiu were very conscious, and quickly moved to the next process.
Ji Youyan slightly polished the Weibo public relations draft, added his own personal style, and then sent out the Weibo in front of Wei Yizhen.
Wei Yizhen notified the propaganda team to follow up, and Jingxiu also contacted Jiang Chun to prepare for follow-up.
After the follow-up related matters were discussed, Wei Yizhen was ready to leave. She joked with Ji Youyan and Jingxiu: "Recover well, I will take care of the rest. But you will be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow. You have to prepare for one."
Ji Youyan asked seriously, "Sister Wei, what do you say?"
Wei Yizhen stood up, raised her eyebrows and said, "Mother-in-law, let her pick you up and leave the hospital." She bit the word "mother-in-law" very playfully. She cast her eyes on Jingxiu, "I heard he's still in France? Is it convenient?"
Ji Youyan followed and looked at Jingxiu. Jingxiu was caught off guard, and answered without opening her eyes, "It's convenient. She has already called and said she is coming back."
"That's it, that's good." Wei Yi really rarely saw Jingxiu, who had always been strong in his aura, showing such a soft appearance, so he couldn't help but take a second glance.
Ji Youyan saw that Wei Yi was really mean-spirited, coughed lightly, and said euphemistically, "Sister Wei, it's getting late, and I won't worry if you go down alone later."
Wei Yi looked at Ji Youyan clearly, and sneered: "Okay, then I won't disturb your rest, let's go first."
Jingxiu personally escorted Wei Yizhen out.
She closed the door, and as soon as she turned around, she heard Ji Youyan admonish her, "Axiu, go back too."
Jingxiu looked at her, walked closer, bent down, and said lightly, "Where are you here, tell me to go back?" She picked up the washbasin on the ground and straightened up to go to the bathroom on the balcony.
Ji Youyan's heartstrings were tugged, he embraced Jingxiu, and put his face on Jingxiu's waist, "I'm afraid you won't rest here well, and it will affect tomorrow's performance."
Jingxiu gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Maybe if you don't sleep again. Let me go, I'll get you hot water to wash."
Ji Youyan rubbed her affectionately: "You are holding the washbasin, and I suddenly have a special feeling that you are my daughter-in-law." They are like the usual picture of a husband and wife taking care of a sick lover. Ji Yuyan overflowed with an ordinary and precious sense of stability in her heart.
Jingxiu laughed and said, "Isn't it okay if you don't take the basin?"
Ji Youyan let go of Jingxiu and laughed, "No." She moved out of bed, stood up and scratched the bridge of Jingxiu's nose, jokingly said, "Every time, I recognize my mother-in-law."
Jingxiu suppressed a smile and sneered at her, holding the basin and turning around to leave.
Ji Youyan grabbed the basin in her hand and said thoughtfully, "No need, my legs are fine, I'll just do it myself." Then she turned around and took the tooth cup and towel with one hand.
Jingxiu hurriedly reached out to help her take it. Although Ji Youyan said he could do it, Jingxiu followed her into the bathroom uneasy.
Ji Youyan first turned on the faucet to fill the tooth cup with water, then put the toothbrush in his left hand with his right hand, then grabbed the toothpaste with his right hand and squeezed it onto the toothbrush, then put down the toothpaste and took the toothbrush from his left hand.
It is obvious that what she usually can do in three seconds, but now she has to divide it into several steps to do it.
Jingxiu stood beside her, looking at the gauze on the back of her head and the gauze on her shoulders, her eyes darkened.
Ji Youyan was going to put the toothbrush on her left hand again, and when she was about to change her right hand to take the tooth cup to rinse her mouth, Jingxiu reached out and handed the tooth cup to her mouth in time.
Ji Youyan smiled and looked at Jingxiu, but at a glance he saw Jingxiu's silent sadness and distress. She rinsed her mouth with the tooth cup sent by Jingxiu, and teased calmly, "If only my right hand was injured."
Jingxiu was helping her put hot water and twisting the towel, and said solemnly, "You are talking nonsense again."
Ji You said tiredly and crookedly: "Look if I hurt my right hand, I can enjoy Axiu you're feeding me with peace of mind. Thinking about it makes me feel very..." Before she could finish her words, Jingxiu wrung out the towel, gagged her mouth.
Ji Youyan thought that Jingxiu was embarrassed, lowered her head and enjoyed the gentle movements of Jingxiu helping her wash her face, and suddenly heard Jingxiu say softly, "The left hand is also fine."
The towel left Ji Youyan's face, and Jingxiu turned his back to wash the towel, ready to help Ji Youyan wipe it again.
Ji Youyan smiled brightly, and said, "Then when you finish the play, can we do it too?"
Jingxiu turned off the faucet and said strangely, "What can I do?"
Ji Yuyan blinked vaguely.
Jingxiu reacted, and all his distress disappeared in an instant. She wringed out the towel and said shyly and funny: "Can you be tall, your shoulders don't hurt anymore?"
"It hurts." Ji Youyan touched Jingxiu's exposed forearm with his right hand, and said softly, "But thinking of you hurts even more."
Jingxiu's skin that she rubbed seemed to wake up even the pores. She slid her throat, and before she could figure out how to reply to Ji Yuyan, she saw Ji Yuyan's palm on her forearm turned over.
With her palm up, she raised her five fingers with a meaningful smirk on her face.
Jingxiu's face burned, and she shoved the towel into Ji Youyan's palm, "It seems that you can wash it yourself." After she finished speaking, she said, "I'll ask someone to put the bed together" and left ruthlessly. .
Ji Youyan achieved the goal of easing Jingxiu's mood, and watched Jingxiu's back with a smile on his face.
After washing her face and feet, she went back to the room. Jingxiu had already made two hospital beds join together into a double bed.
"Go to sleep first, I'll take a shower." Jingxiu watched Ji Youyan go to bed, helped her adjust a comfortable sleeping position, and tucked the quilt.
"Okay." Ji You said in a good manner.
Jingxiu helped her turn off the light and went to the bathroom by the moonlight.
Ji Youyan was sore and tired, and after lying down for a while, she felt sleepy. But she still struggled and didn't sleep until Jingxiu returned to her pillow lightly, with the fragrance all over her body.
"Axiu." She said in a low and lazy voice.
Jingxiu heard her sleepiness and said softly, "Why haven't you slept yet."
"I remembered something and forgot to tell you." Ji Youyan tried soberly and said, "Axiu, as you said, you introduced me to your parents in the hope that I could get more love and happiness. I I want to introduce you to my parents, and I also hope to give you more sense of security and happiness. If you endure grievances because of me with them, it will be completely upside down from my original intention. "
She felt ashamed of her parents because she failed to fulfill her responsibilities as a child in her previous life, and she hopes to give them a happy and happy old age as much as possible in this life. Therefore, she strives to gain the understanding of her parents, hoping that her parents will no longer have to worry about her relationship with Jingxiu, and one day they can live together peacefully and share family relationships like ordinary families. But this is her responsibility to her parents, not Jingxiu's.
"Axiu, tomorrow you can go to prepare for the performance in peace. My parents and I will receive it alone. Before they can respect you, you don't have to feel wronged and cater to them."
"The person I hold dear to my heart, no one can show your face, including my parents."
Her sleepy eyes doubled, but the tenderness in her eyes was still clearly visible.
Jingxiu's heart was wet, he touched her forehead and coaxed her, "Okay, I understand. You can sleep in peace."
Ji Youyan raised her head in a gesture, Jingxiu closed her eyelids slightly, and pressed a kiss on her forehead. "Good night."
"Good night." Ji Youyan finally fell asleep with satisfaction.
Jingxiu stared at Ji Youyan's sleeping face in the night, traced Ji Youyan's gauze-wrapped arm with his hands through the air, and his five fingers gradually folded into fists. She sat up, took out the blood-red safety buckle from the bag at the bedside, placed it in the palm of her hand, and folded her hands in prayer.
At noon on the second day, Zhong Qingyu came to Beicheng alone. Although Jingxiu got Ji Youyan's understanding, he still arranged for someone to pick up Zhong Qingyu at the airport. She originally wanted to go downstairs to pick up Zhong Qingyu in person, but considering the possibility of Zhong Qingyu being alone with her, she chose to wait for Zhong Qingyu at the door of the ward as a compromise. After entering the ward, she greeted Zhong Qingyu politely and politely before going to the theater to prepare for the evening performance.
After Jingxiu left, Zhong Qingyu relaxed, stood up and looked at Ji Youyan's injury with concern: "What did the doctor say? Will this become a habitual dislocation in the future? You got it."
Ji Youyan pretended to be light and said: "It's okay, it's not that serious. In fact, I didn't need to be hospitalized at all. Axiu was worried, so she let me stay for two days for observation." She changed the subject and said, "Where's Dad?"
Zhong Qingyu sighed and said, "your dad was going to come too, but he had a cold in the past two days, his blood pressure fluctuated high and low, and it went up again in the morning. I'm worried, so I won't let him come."
Ji Youyan said worriedly: "Then why are you still here? I'm fine here, Dad's side is more important." Because of the risk of Ji Changsong's heart surgery, and because he himself was relatively resistant, he only took conservative treatment for the time being.
Zhong Qingyu sat down and cut an apple for Ji Youyan, and did not answer in silence.
Why come? Isn't the answer obvious
Ji Youyan also realized that he had said something wrong, so he calmed down and comforted Zhong Qingyu: "Mom, you saw it too, I'm really fine, don't worry about you and Dad."
"Is it all right?" Zhong Qingyu was distressed and angry, and turned to the old account: "I told you not to be too pushy, not to stand too front, you are still stubborn with me. Do you think something happened now?"
Ji You said, "If I have an accident by myself, I can get more people to wake up and avoid more people being injured because of prejudice, then I think it's worth it."
Zhong Qingyu's action of cutting the apple paused. After a long while, she snorted softly: "Speaking so grandly, do you think I don't know that you are all for her?" It is self-evident who "she" refers to.
Ji Youyan put his hand on Zhong Qingyu's hand and retorted, "I'm not. Mom, I'm for myself."
Zhong Qingyu raised her head, looked into Ji Youyan's serious eyes, and heard her say, "Mom, don't you understand? In the short time it happened, I didn't have time to think about it. Protecting her was entirely my instinct."
"In my subconscious, I value her more than myself. If she gets hurt, I'll only feel more sad than myself. So in essence, I protect her to make myself feel better."
Zhong Qingyu opened her mouth to say what she wanted to say, and Ji Youyan said earnestly: "Mom, if you can't understand it, compare your heart to your heart. Just like you love Dad, or just like you love me. I love her so much."
The apple peel in Zhong Qingyu's hand was broken, and the back of her hand was wet and cool. She stared at Ji Youyan, at the injury Ji Youyan was willing to suffer for Jingxiu, and her heart slowly sank to the bottom.
After a long time, she said with difficulty: "She's in such a good condition. If one day she wants to leave you, what will you do? You're not like an ordinary couple who have a child as a tie." Rich and powerful people, some Willful and unrestrained capital, it is always easy to escape.
This was a relaxed tone, and Ji Yuyan was a little happy. She laughed and said: "Whether she will leave me and her condition is not necessarily related. I'm not very bad. Besides, even ordinary couples, if one day they have to use children to barely maintain their marriage, then I don't want to have a marriage like this."
"There are so many impermanences in life, just like if the attacker had brought a knife, I might not be dead now." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhong Qingyu scolded her, "Don't say bad words."
Ji Youyan said softly: "Okay, I won't say it. I just think, I don't know what will happen in the future, I can only grasp this moment. Mom, if you don't agree with me being with her just because you are worried about me, then You believe me, the one who can't be with her will be the one that worries you the most."
"Because I would rather die than live."
There was a sound, and Zhong Qingyu's throat was choked.
A few seconds later, she handed the peeled apple to Ji Youyan's hand and escaped: "I can't tell you, you can do it yourself." After that, she got up and went out to wash her hands.
This topic was stopped at this point, Ji Yuyan sighed helplessly.
Because he was worried about Ji Changsong at home, and because Ji Youyan was discharged from the hospital tomorrow and returned to Jingxiu's home, Zhong Qingyu booked a flight ticket for the evening and returned to Yanzhou.
Before returning to Yanzhou, Zhong Qingyu asked Lin Yue to be the driver, sent her to buy fresh ingredients, and then went to Ji Youyan's house to cook a cup of bone soup for Ji Youyan and sent it to the hospital.
People of this age seem to always feel that the things they make with their own hands are more nutritious. Ji Yuyan's heart is warm.
After she left, Ji Youyan pulled out the small table and opened the bag with the thermal insulation bucket open, and suddenly found that there were two pairs of tableware and chopsticks in the bag.
The soup is also obviously for two.
Ji Youyan was stunned for a moment, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.
The author has something to say: Sister Ji has to stubbornly put on clothes like clothes with one hand, which is called Sao Broken Hand for short.
Jing Shurong was very unhappy: I prefer to be a mother-in-law.
She looked at Zhong Qingyu: The cabbage, which was raised so hard, was arched by the pig. Did I say anything
Zhong Qingyu suddenly felt that his life had been sublimated by comparison. Happy.
Sister Ji is dry: Mom, what are you happy about, who is the pig? !