Chapter 91: Overbearing Boss Song Yichen Breaks Down and Cries

Concubine Tang stayed by Jian Xi's bedside until she fell asleep, then she explained to Song Yichen that after the explosion, Jian Xi almost fell apart and there were more than a hundred steel plates and nails in her body.

Song Yichen: “!”

My heart seemed to be grabbed by someone.

There is a needle pricking me.

It hurts so much.

My chest was in so much pain that I couldn't breathe in or out. I was just holding my breath there.

His eyes were red and tears of heartache dripped onto the ground.

He walked over and held Jian Xi's hand.

He used very gentle force, for fear of hurting her who was sleeping.

Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he turned around and ran to the bathroom, closed the door, and broke down crying inside.

Comminuted fractures throughout the body.

More than a hundred steel plates and nails.

Dozens of surgeries.

Only then his life was saved.

He felt pain just thinking about it, but Jian Xi managed to get through it.

Pah! He slapped himself hard.

"Why didn't you protect her? Song Yichen, what were you doing at that time!"

Snap! He hit it again.

"Why wasn't I the one who got hurt?"

He didn't dare cry too loudly for fear of waking Jian Xi, so he could only cover his mouth and collapse silently.

How dare they, the person he was reluctant to touch even a hair of,! How dare they! After venting enough, Song Yichen washed his face, but he couldn't hide his red and swollen eyes, so when Jian Xi woke up, she saw it the first time.

"Has the queen told you everything?" Jian Xi asked.

Song Yichen was sitting right in front of her, and even a hug became a luxury.

Jian Xi pulled the person over and hugged him.

He chuckled and said, "How can I be so pretentious? It's not as exaggerated as the queen said. Besides, I have done a good job in post-operative rehabilitation and have basically recovered. It's just that my ankle needs another surgery, so we have to spend the next few days in the hospital."

Be strong at all times and in all situations.

This is the woman he loves.

At night, Song Yichen didn't dare to share a bed with Jian Xi again.

After turning off the lights, he looked at Jian Xi's silhouette in the dim light, tears silently falling.

The next day, Jian Xi went for a check-up and Song Yichen went to see a psychologist again.

This time, a very authoritative doctor was asked to hypnotize him.

After losing consciousness, he seemed to be floating and came to an office.

The man sitting there, working hard, looks exactly like him.

Someone knocked on the door. The newly hired secretary came in with coffee, but she fell down on purpose, spilling the coffee on the keyboard. The computer crashed, and all the data that had not been saved in time disappeared.

He watched himself scold the secretary and then fire him.

Yes! Great job!

The scene changes to a few years later.

The secretary returned from abroad and became an envied new jewelry designer.

She teamed up with another man to set a trap for herself, causing her to make a big mistake, forcing him to go bankrupt and eventually jump off a building to his death.

"call!"

Song Yichen woke up again, breathing heavily, his hospital gown already soaked with sweat.

It's not daybreak yet.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Jian Xi's bed.

She was still sleeping, the light from the night light shining through, revealing her furrowed brows.

When Song Yichen lifted the quilt, a cool breeze hit him.

My clothes are wet, so I'm naturally cold.

But he didn't care. He walked straight to Jian Xi's bed, smoothed the wrinkles between her brows with his hands, and sang her favorite song softly to her to coax her to sleep.

When Jian Xi fell asleep again, he propped up his numb legs and went to the bathroom.

In the mirror, his face was pale and his hair was soaked with sweat.

So ugly.

He took a quick shower, returned to bed, and when he closed his eyes he saw the scene of falling from the building.

The feeling of weightlessness was too strong.

As if it really happened.

He was very panicked and kept his eyes open until dawn.

In the morning, after washing up, Jian Xi and Song Yichen ate the breakfast brought by the Hao family's servants.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Jian Xi asked.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Song Yichen's dark circles are quite obvious and it is hard to ignore them.

Song Yichen made up an excuse: "I'm used to my own bed."

Jian Xi couldn't help laughing: "Come on, don't I know you? Sleep on my bed tonight. The bed is so wide that you can't squeeze me. It's okay."

Song Yichen quickly explained: "I don't have to sleep with you to have trouble sleeping."

Jian Xi nodded: "Well, you are not, it's me who insisted on sleeping with you."

Song Yichen felt a little uncomfortable with this doting tone.

He was eager to know what had happened in the past year or so that the strong Jian Xi could treat him so gently.

During the third hypnosis, Song Yichen saw another scene.

Everyone in the nation was cultivating immortality, and he was a genius among geniuses. However, because he was too conceited, he became obsessed with the beauty of the heroine and fell in love. He could not get what he wanted, so he became possessed by the devil. In the end, he was sealed in the endless fire by the heroine and her men, and burned for 49 days...

After returning to the ward, Song Yichen always felt hot, as if there was a fire roasting him, and he took several cold showers in succession.

Seeing this, Concubine Tang, who came to visit, couldn't help but ridicule him.

"This man has such a poor self-control? But facing a beauty like you, it's normal for him to be unable to stand it. Take a shower. A cold shower will do him good."

Jian Xi really couldn't understand why these two people always quarreled whenever they met and never got along well with each other.

"Is there any progress on Su Zhaomian's case?" Jian Xi asked.

Otherwise, Concubine Tang wouldn't have come.

Concubine Tang nodded: "The fingerprint identification results are out. Although the gun that killed Ye Zhaomian was cleaned, a fingerprint was still found on the trigger. It belongs to Song Yichen."

Jian Xi was stunned.

I finally understood the purpose of Concubine Tang's visit this time.

When Song Yichen came out of the cold shower, he was greeted by cold handcuffs.

Jian Xi quickly got out of bed: "Princess Tang! You can't convict him based on just one fingerprint!"

Concubine Tang naturally knew this too: "But it is enough to temporarily take him back for interrogation and questioning until other evidence is found."

Concubine Tang paused and lowered her voice: "I'm sorry, Xixi."

Song Yichen was taken away just like that.

Jian Xi watched it all, then went to the nurse's station, borrowed a cell phone from the nurse, and called Hao Xingyao.

"Master, come and pick me up."

She didn't say much, but it was enough to make Hao Xingyao realize the seriousness of the matter.

The call came from an unfamiliar number, so it must be from a borrowed phone, which meant Xixi’s phone was being monitored.

Not just the phone, but potentially the entire ward.

Then, Jian Xi knocked out a nurse while going to the bathroom, exchanged clothes with her, put on a hat and mask, took a mop and bucket, and walked into the elevator in broad daylight, heading straight for the underground parking lot.

Hao Xingyao's car had arrived, and Jian Xi dared to take off his hat and mask only after getting in the car.

"What's going on?" Hao Xingyao asked the driver after he asked him to drive.

Jian Xi shook her head. "I don't know. My intuition tells me that I'm being spied on in that ward. Master, please help me check. If there is a problem, then the person who was monitoring me before might not be Ye Zhaomian. Ye Zhaomian was just a scapegoat pushed out by the other party."

(End of this chapter)