With his other hand, he held the cell phone and called Mrs. Jiang in the hospital, his tone sounding quite agitated.

"Sister-in-law, when will Yuchen be discharged from the hospital?"

Madam Jiang thought he was going to urge Jiang Yuchen to kneel in the ancestral hall, so she said perfunctorily: "Ninth brother, Yuchen's neck is seriously injured, the doctor said he needs to rest..."

The doctor immediately gestured to Mrs. Jiang - "two days".

Mrs. Jiang said, "Two weeks."

doctor:"……"

Jiang Beiting frowned. It took two weeks to treat such a minor injury? Are the doctors in Beijing so poor?

Mrs. Jiang continued to hear: "Ninth brother, how is Miss Lu's wedding dress order going?"

"It's OK. I'll start making it tomorrow."

"That's good. Yu Chen's injury is so serious and the wedding date is tight. I'll have to trouble my ninth brother to take Miss Lu to see him about the engagement ring."

"Wedding ring?"

Jiang Beiting's breathing quickened. There was an accident just now, and now it's happening again?

He suddenly caught a glimpse of Lu Yunsheng coming out of the fitting room, and the hand hidden in his pocket trembled inexplicably.

I silently said in my heart: "Aying, I didn't touch her on purpose, don't be angry..."

At the same time, he said to the person on the phone in an unhappy tone: "It's just a minor injury, the hospital can just send a nurse to take care of it. My sister-in-law will take care of all matters related to the wedding herself."

"Ah...but..."

"No buts, I'm very busy. Besides, it's Jiang Yuchen who's getting married, not..."

Before he could finish his words, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Lu Yunsheng's curious and surprised eyes were directed at him.

Jiang Beiting subconsciously turned his back and added impatiently to Mrs. Jiang on the other end of the phone: "It's not me!"