Soon, rice paper was spread out in front of the table, and people who came to watch the fun gathered around.

Several people who were enjoying the show were talking about it in a buzzing voice.

"Is this kid any good? He looks like he's only eight or nine years old."

"It seems that he is the grandson of Mr. Ji, so he shouldn't be that bad!"

"It's not certain. There have been a few prodigies in our circle in the past few years, but none of them are good-for-nothings."

Ji Yu ignored the discussions of the crowd, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote the entire "Song of the Wine" in one go.

The whole writing process was smooth and flowing, without any pause, which made everyone in the room stare in amazement. Even Mr. Hong, who had seen a lot of things, couldn't help but praise: "Great handwriting!"

Ji Yu put down his pen, bowed slightly and said, "Excuse me for showing off my poor performance."

Old Hong standing by was already staring in amazement. If this calligraphy didn't require more than ten years of practice, then it must be a sign of great talent.

"Old Ji, how long have you been hiding such a good disciple and teaching him? If you don't mind letting me take care of him for two days, I will teach him my calligraphy as well." Old Master Hong suggested.

Hearing that someone was planning to take advantage of his grandson, Grandpa Ji quickly protected Ji Yu behind him and refused, "No, no. He hasn't even learned my skills. If he learns too much, it will be messy."

Ji Yu found it funny to hear the two old men arguing with each other. Suddenly he felt a little dizzy. Is this body still too weak?

"Grandpa, I feel a little dizzy. I want to go home." Ji Yu said?

Grandpa Ji and Grandpa Hong still had some calligraphy issues to discuss, so they asked the driver to deliver the gifts to their home in the city. Anyway, there should be someone at home today, Saturday.

Ji Yu also nodded and agreed. Anyway, the house in the city was only a ten-minute drive away, so Ji Yu got in the car with the driver.

The car was driving on the road. Ji Yu was lying in the back seat with his eyes closed to rest, when a conversation with the system came to his mind.

[Host, you are about to leave this world. Please be prepared.]

The next second, at a traffic light, a car that ran a red light rushed out from the side and crashed straight into Ji Yu's car.

Because the front of the other car hit the body of the Ji family's car, the driver was fine, but Ji Yu, who was sitting in the back, fell into a coma due to the strong impact.

After a dizzy spell, Ji Yu felt like he was back in the system space.

[Host, re-entering the time point.] The system said.

[Is it because I want to escape that I have to create this accident?] Ji Yu felt a little disappointed.

[It's just a plot. In the original book, Ji Yu also had a car accident this year and became a vegetable. Everything's fate has actually been determined long ago. You don't need to be too obsessed.] The system comforted.

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At this time, Ji's parents, Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji, and Aunt Ji all received calls from the hospital and rushed to the hospital one after another.

Emergency room entrance

Mother Ji was crying and kept walking anxiously at the door. Everyone's face was more serious than the other.

"It's all your fault. Xiaoyu's health has never been good. If you hadn't insisted on taking him out to show off, he would have been resting well at home today. How could he have encountered such a disaster?" Grandma Ji blamed and scolded Grandpa Ji.

Grandpa Ji lowered his head and dared not speak.

Ji's mother wanted to say this, but she knew she couldn't blame the old man, after all, the car accident was an accident. But she couldn't help but blame him in her heart.

After all, she suffered a lot when giving birth to Xiaoyu. The child was in poor health, but very obedient. She had always felt sorry for him since he was young.

After five hours of Ji's mother's soft sobbing, her grandmother's scolding, and her father pacing in a meeting, the light at the door of the operating room finally went out.

A director and two professors came out. These people were experts hired by the Ji family through connections.

Ji Shugui was the first one to go up, and she was considered the calmest person in the group.

"Doctor, how was the surgery for the boy who had the car accident?" Ji Shugui asked very clearly.

"He's out of danger. But the child's cerebral hemisphere was damaged when he was hit. The blood clots in his brain have almost been removed now. The specific situation will have to depend on the recovery in the next few days?" explained the doctor.

"When will he wake up?" Ji asked in a trembling voice.

"The specific situation is unclear. But judging from his physical recovery, he can only stay in the intensive care unit for the time being," the doctor continued to explain.

Several people nodded quickly.

Finally, before Ji Yu was transferred to the intensive care unit, a few people looked at him from a distance.

When Ji's mother and grandmother saw him wrapped in gauze all over his body, they couldn't help crying.

Ji Shugui had completely forgotten about promising Ji Yu to visit her friend.

After all, no one expected it to happen so suddenly.