Chapter 236 The person hugging her is not Ji Bingqian?

"What on earth did you do to make Che get hurt over and over again?"

Jiang Chejin?

Is he injured?

Could it be that the person who rushed over and hugged her was not Ji Bingqian?

No, she clearly smelled the scent of Ji Bingqian.

How did Jiang Chejin get injured?

Looking at the confusion that flashed across Xu Yueqing's face, Xu Yingluo felt that it was just pretended innocence, which was the biggest irony.

She was shaking with anger, and her voice became sharper and more vitriolic.

"Who do you think you are?"

"You clearly know that Che is mine! It's you, you bitch, who shamelessly pestered him! Now he's lying in the intensive care unit because of you!"

"Xu Yueqing, you are the mistress who destroyed our relationship!"

The word "mistress" was like a poisoned steel needle, piercing Xu Yueqing's eardrums and causing pain.

The madness in Xu Yingluo's eyes had not yet dissipated, but her hand was raised again, not as a slap, but as a push with all her strength.

"Go to hell!"

Xu Yueqing was already weak all over, and this force caused him to fall backwards uncontrollably.

"Bang!"

The back of his head hit the cold, hard headboard of the bed.

The severe pain was like a bomb that exploded instantly, exploding in the skull.

Stars appeared in front of my eyes, and physiological tears suddenly welled up in my eyes, sliding down the corners of my eyes, carrying with them scorching heat.

The whole world was spinning, and my head felt like it was filled with sticky paste and was buzzing.

Why?

What she heard was clearly Ji Bingqian's voice.

How could Jiang Chejin be injured?

What happened at the last moment of the explosion?

Xu Yueqing wanted to ask, but her throat felt like it was clogged with a ball of red-hot charcoal, burning and dry, and she couldn't utter a single syllable.

To others, her miserable appearance was solid evidence of her guilt.

At the door of the ward, a figure rushed in quickly, supported the shaky Xu Yingluo, and his voice was full of uncontrollable worry.

"Luo Luo, are you okay?"

Xu Yueqing looked over in the direction of the voice.

It turned out to be her father.

After Xu Peng comforted Xu Yingluo, he turned around and looked at her with disgust.

"Xu Yueqing, how dare you cry here?"

"If you hadn't provided the wrong data, how could Xiao Mo have overloaded and exploded? And how could Che still be lying in the ICU just to save you?"

Wrong data?

No.

Every line of code and every parameter she submitted was checked repeatedly with Tian Gong, so there was absolutely no way there could be any mistakes!

Xu Yueqing shook her head, tears in her eyes flowing even more fiercely. She wanted to explain, but when she opened her mouth, she could not say anything except a hoarse breath.

At this moment, a heavy and regular sound of footsteps was heard, and each step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart.

The sound of these footsteps was much more steady than when Xu Peng entered the room just now, and it carried an invisible sense of oppression.

The three people in the ward subconsciously looked back at the same time.

Qin Hai walked in cautiously, supporting the old man. Following behind them was a lady with an elegant temperament, but a hint of harshness in her eyes and eyebrows.

It was Ji Bingqian’s mother, Li Qingzhi.

These people walked straight towards Xu Yueqing's bed with a clear goal.

Xu Yingluo, who was as aggressive as a fighting cock just now, lost all her arrogance the moment she saw the old man.

She felt as if someone had suddenly pulled out all her bones, her body went limp, and she leaned against Xu Peng with tears in her eyes, asking cautiously with a sobbing voice.