She turned back and continued to turn the door lock.

The door opened. Wen Ran looked back and saw Shang Jingchi still standing there. He was immediately displeased. "What on earth do you want to do? Why don't you leave?"

"Of course, I came here specifically to see you."

Shang Jingchi stepped closer to Wen Ran, who raised his fist, ready to strike at any moment.

Shang Jingchi stopped one step away from Wen Ran and said with a wry smile, "Of course, I won't hurt you again. Don't be afraid."

The hostility in Wen Ran's eyes did not disappear.

"This is my home, please stay away from me, or I will call the police now!"

Wen Ran opened her bag and took out her cell phone.

Shang Jingchi immediately said: "Wait a minute!"

Wen Ran held the phone tightly in his hand, waiting for Shang Jingchi's next words.

“It seems that you really don’t remember me. We got married a month ago and now we are husband and wife.

You didn't originally live here, you lived with me at Xishan Villa, and there are still many of your things there."

Wen Ran looked Shang Jingchi up and down, and it was obvious that he did not believe what Shang Jingchi said.

"You said we're already married, so where's our marriage certificate? Show it to me."

"...There is no marriage certificate." Shang Jingchi lowered his eyes, a sad look on his face.

"When you didn't want to get a marriage certificate with me, were you already prepared to leave me completely at that time?"

Shang Jingchi suddenly felt powerless. He had originally thought that as long as he kept Wen Ran by his side, he could be with her forever.

But in the end he pushed Wen Ran further and further away.

Wen Ran couldn't hear what Shang Jingchi was muttering, so he took advantage of his distraction to quickly open the door and ran in.

Mo Feifei usually works overtime until ten o'clock in the evening. It's still early now, so Wen Ran just locked the door.

"Of course!"

Shang Jingchi came to his senses and ran to the gate. He grabbed the railing and said, "Ranran, can you come back with me? Or open the door and let me in. I have a lot to say to you."

"Who wants to listen to you? You dress like a decent person, but you lie without blinking an eye. And you even say we are husband and wife. Bah!"

Wen Ran put his hands on his hips, spat on the ground, and walked into the villa with a cheerful step.

Shang Jingchi watched Wen Ran walk away from his sight until he disappeared.

He looked up at the top of the gate. He could easily climb over a gate like this.

Shang Jingchi raised his foot to prepare for action, but then changed his mind and put it down again.

"No, Ranran has forgotten me. If I go in like this, she will be scared."

Shang Jingchi loosened his grip on the railing, and the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Shang Jingchi took out his cell phone and saw that it was Lin Shurong calling.

After the call was connected, he exchanged a few brief words and immediately drove to the First People's Hospital of the city because Lin Shurong told him that Jiang Zhuoyu had another heart attack.

When Shang Jingchi rushed over, Jiang Zhuoyu had already passed the critical period and was lying on the hospital bed, quietly breathing oxygen.

"Why are you sick again?" Shang Jingchi glanced around and locked onto the oldest doctor in the room.

The doctor was frightened by Shang Jingchi's eyes and said hurriedly:

"Don't worry, Mr. Shang. It's common for heart patients to have attacks. Pay more attention in the future and always have heart pills ready. Generally, it won't be a serious problem."

Jiang Zhuoyu, lying on the hospital bed, heard Shang Jingchi's voice and slowly opened his eyes.

"Is that Xiaochi?" Her voice was weak.

Shang Jingchi stared at the doctor for a few seconds, because Jiang Zhuoyu had been treated by this doctor before, and now he became ill not long after.

The doctor was so frightened by the stares that he almost carved the words "The patient's illness has really nothing to do with me" on his face.

Shang Jingchi finally chose to trust the doctor. He walked inside and went to the bedside.

Jiang Zhuoyu forced her eyes open and forced a smile, "Don't worry, Xiaochi. Grandma just read a novel with a bad ending, and she got excited and became ill."

After saying that, Jiang Zhuoyu smiled embarrassedly.

Shang Jingchi was helpless, "Grandma, your heart is unstable, don't read those things anymore.

On the way here, I asked Xu Yuan to hire a private doctor. He will live in the old house and monitor your condition at all times, and he can also supervise you to take your medicine properly."

When Jiang Zhuoyu first fell ill, she thought her life was over.

Now that she has recovered, she feels as if her life has been saved, and she cherishes it even more.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. From now on, grandma will read two fewer chapters a day." Jiang Zhuoyu said with a smile.

Shang Jingchi rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

It is more difficult to persuade Jiang Zhuoyu not to read novels than to negotiate a big deal worth hundreds of millions.

Before the doctor left, Jiang Zhuoyu waved to him, "Hey, buddy! Can I be discharged now? I think I'm fine now."

The doctor noticed that everyone's eyes were on him, and then he realized that Jiang Zhuoyu was calling him.

The doctor came over and touched his mediocre skin awkwardly. "Don't worry, grandma. It won't be too late to discharge you after you're stable for two or three days."

Jiang Zhuoyu didn't like the depressing atmosphere in the hospital and threw the problem to Shang Jingchi.

"Grandson, go tell him that I want to be discharged from the hospital now."

"Mom, listen to the doctor. Let's stay for two more days." Lin Shurong stepped forward to persuade.

Shang Jingchi went over and said something to the doctor. The doctor nodded and left the ward.

Jiang Zhuoyu looked at Shang Jingchi expectantly, and Shang Jingchi said, "I told the doctor to wait a week before being discharged."

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