Ming Jiayi, pale-faced and clutching her hands, walked to the emergency room. Fortunately, their conversation had been recorded, so she had evidence to report it to the police.
The emergency room doctor looked at Ming Jiayi's bright red wrist and immediately tensed up.
"You need to get checked out right away. How could you be injured so badly?"
Ming Jiayi's voice was weak, and cold sweat kept pouring down her forehead and back.
"I got my finger caught in the door. Could you please prescribe some painkillers? It hurts so much..."
"Okay, come on, come on, come with me," the doctor hurriedly replied.
The sun was past noon.
Ming Jiayi took painkillers and completed her examinations. Now she is resting well in her hospital bed.
After reviewing the X-ray, the doctor found that Ming Jiayi's wrist was severely injured, with broken bones. The doctor then applied a cast to her wrist.
However, she will need at least three months of rest to recover from her injury. Even if she rests enough and recovers well, it is almost impossible for her hand to regain its previous dexterity.
In other words... she may never be able to have surgery again for the rest of her life...
Gu Shaojin and the Ming family had already arrived at the hospital. The three members of the Ming family sat in the living room, glancing into the ward from time to time.
Gu Shaojin stood outside the door, looking at the doctor with some anger, only to hear him say coldly,
"Does the hospital hire you every month just so you can say you're unsure or don't know?"
"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry, but it's really hard to say whether the prognosis will be good..." the doctor replied, head bowed and somewhat reserved.
If he tells Gu Shaojin now that the prognosis is absolutely good and Ming Jiayi's hand will heal as long as she rests enough, then Gu Shaojin will indeed not hold him responsible at this time. But if the result is still the same a few months later, then he might as well die sooner and be reborn sooner.
"Fine, it's hard to say, huh? Then send me a doctor who's easier to talk to. You can leave now," Gu Shaojin said in a cold tone.
Ming Jiayi slowly opened her eyes. She felt a sharp pain in her wrist and felt a pang of sadness.
She swallowed hard, lifted the blanket, and walked to the coffee table. She poured herself a glass of water and drank it. Then she saw Ming Fengche standing at the door of the ward, staring straight at her.
"Mom and Dad, Xiao Gu, come quick, Jia Yi is awake!" Ming Fengche shouted loudly towards the living room and outside the door.
Ming Jiayi slowly put down her water glass and looked up at them with a somewhat serious expression.
Upon hearing Ming Fengche's shout, Gu Shaojin immediately walked in from outside. He stood behind Ming's parents, his gaze fixed on Ming Jiayi over their heads.
There was a hint of anxiety and anger in Gu Shaojin's eyes, but when she saw Ming Jiayi, she couldn't hide her tenderness.
This is the third time he has seen Ming Jiayi get injured since the first time he saw her on set.
Ming's mother took a step forward and asked with some concern, "Xiao Yi, is there anything else that's bothering you? Does your hand still hurt?"
Ming Jiayi gently shook her head. "It doesn't hurt anymore. It's just that my hand is injured."
"How did you get hurt?" Gu Shaojin asked in a cool yet serious tone.
Ming Jiayi frowned, glanced at her parents, and said somewhat reservedly,
"Mom and Dad, can I speak with Gu Shaojin alone for a few minutes?"
"Oh dear, this child..." Ming's mother covered her mouth and said with a soft laugh, "Alright, we'll give you two some space."
Ming's father laughed along, and then Ming's mother went back and pulled the door of the ward closed, saying, "You two continue. Feng Che, let's go."
Gu Shaojin took a few steps forward, then turned back to look at Ming's mother politely and said, "Thank you, Auntie."
Ming Jiayi glanced at Gu Shaojin, then walked back to the bedside.
She reached for the phone on the table, found the recording, but didn't play it. She simply handed the phone to Gu Shaojin.
"During the surgery I performed last night, when we were in the final suturing stage, I discovered that the sutures had been soaked in hydrosulfuric acid. I asked someone to get new ones from the equipment room, and it turned out that every pack of sutures in the equipment room had been soaked in the same way."
When I went back to the equipment room to check later, I found someone destroying evidence. There was a recording of me and her there, which should serve as evidence that she admitted to tampering with the surgical sutures. I'd like to ask you to give it to Officer Chen for me.”
Gu Shaojin's face instantly turned cold, and he asked indifferently, "Was it this person who did this to your hand?"
Ming Jiayi shook her head and answered seriously.
"No, she was trying to close the door, and I reached out to block it myself. I'll send you the recording now, thank you."
Gu Shaojin took Ming Jiayi's phone away, and then pressed Ming Jiayi down to sit on the bed. He stared at Ming Jiayi intently, his expression as if he wanted to devour her alive.
"Why don't you know how to protect yourself? Do you know how worried I am about you?"
Ming Jiayi nodded somewhat blankly and explained, "It was because the situation was urgent that I... um..."
Before Ming Jiayi could finish speaking, Gu Shaojin lowered his head slightly, hugged Ming Jiayi, and kissed her.
Ming Jiayi subconsciously tried to break free from Gu Shaojin, but at this moment her left hand was injured and her right hand was powerless.
In Gu Shaojin's eyes, Ming Jiayi's pushing and shoving was like tickling an itch.
Seeing that she couldn't break free, Ming Jiayi slowly, slowly... closed her eyes.
Her right hand gently rested on Gu Shaojin's waist.
The entire ward was quiet at this moment, with only the sound of their heartbeats audible.
Gu Shaojin stopped, buried his head in Ming Jiayi's shoulder, and whispered,
"Let's go through with this disguise. Let me protect you legitimately, okay?"
Whether from the heat or a slight lack of oxygen, Ming Jiayi's face was flushed. She felt Gu Shaojin's somewhat heavy breathing and smelled his faint fragrance. Only one thought occupied her mind...
"good."
Gu Shaojin smiled wickedly, and tightened his grip on Ming Jiayi, as if he wanted to hold her tightly and never let her go again.
Ming Jiayi gently patted Gu Shaojin's back with her right hand and said with some discomfort,
"Are you trying to commit suicide with me? Let go, let go."
Gu Shaojin reluctantly moved his hand to Ming Jiayi's shoulder, staring intently at her lips, and said in a serious tone, "You're so soft."
Ming Jiayi chuckled softly and teased, "What, didn't the people you kissed before have soft lips, Mr. Gu?"
Gu Shaojin raised an eyebrow, his expression suddenly becoming somewhat profound. "I've only ever kissed you. What, you're quite experienced with girlfriends?"
Ming Jiayi suddenly brought her face close to Gu Shaojin's and then gave him a light kiss on the lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water. "Oh, right."
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