Chapter 384 Go lean on your husband, cry as much as you want.
At this moment, Liang Yizhi rushed in with Duan Cheng.
Pang Daiyao's dozen or so fierce generals, as well as all the troops led by Cha Lu, were wiped out.
Pang Daiyao was captured alive.
But the old man, who had lived a life of madness, roared with laughter, "Liang Yizhi! With your woman buried with you, I'm not at a loss!"
Liang Yizhi's heart stopped, and he pulled Ji Ying into his arms.
He quickly looked her around and shouted "Doctor!" twice.
At this moment, Pang Daiyao's secretary stepped forward.
"Sir, don't be nervous. Madam and Madam Shen only drank some soda water."
Pang Daiyao looked at him in astonishment.
The secretary took off her glasses, revealing a composed face.
“I, Han Zhao, was a mole planted by Mr. Liang next to Old Master Pang fifteen years ago. I was the one who switched Bai Ning’s DNA sample.”
After saying that, he walked up to Ji Ying and handed her the repaired jade pendant.
"Why did you only come to see me with the jade token so late, Madam? I thought you didn't need me. Today I have fulfilled your important task, sir, and I am here to report back to you."
Ji Ying never expected that the person Liang Yizhi had asked her to find before his accident would be him.
Rumors circulated that Liang Yizhi had a mysterious secretary by his side, but unexpectedly it turned out to be Han Zhao, who was working for Pang Daiyao.
For the first time, a blank stare appeared in Pang Daiyao's eyes, which were usually sharp and calculating.
Just then, the doctor inside the operating room shouted, "Miss Pang is not doing well, quick, prepare for defibrillation!"
A look of despair crossed Pang Daiyao's face. Just as he was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide, Duan Cheng suddenly stuffed a towel into his mouth.
"Wouldn't it be too easy for you to die like this?"
...
As dawn broke, the sanatorium began its clearing-out phase.
Ji Ying pushed away Liang Yizhi's support and walked out on her own.
Upon seeing his daughter, Shen Jingxiu strode over to her.
"Are you alright?"
He grabbed her hand without any hesitation and looked her up and down.
Ji Ying shook her head.
At this moment, Madam Shen was carried out.
Her problem was more serious; the severed little finger had caused a systemic infection, and she needed to be taken to the hospital immediately.
"Observe the subtle signs!"
Shen Jingxiu took her hand.
"Honey, I thought I'd never see you again in this lifetime."
Madam Shen did not cry when she was in unbearable pain after her fingers were cut off.
I didn't cry when I was dragged onto the operating table and they almost ripped out my heart and kidneys.
But when she saw her husband, she instantly burst into tears like a little girl who had committed a terrible crime.
"No, we still have a long way to go, and your husband will be with you."
Shen Jing was on his way to get his wife into an ambulance.
Liang Yizhi was the highest-ranking commander on the scene of the operation, and he was surrounded by several people seeking his instructions.
He quickly gave a few instructions, then walked through the crowd toward Ji Ying, who had been standing quietly in place.
Although she seemed to be in good spirits, her bloodless lips betrayed her current physical condition.
“Darling, come here…” Liang Yizhi opened his arms, “Come lean on your husband, cry as much as you want.”
Ji Ying slowly turned her eyes to look at him, her eyes filled with a forced sense of clarity.
"I don't need a man, or rather, I don't need a man."
Liang Yizhi's eyelids twitched. He took a step closer, a mocking smile on his face, and whispered, "No matter how long you need, I can take on many of you. Try it if you don't believe me."
Upon hearing this, Ji Ying shrank back.
At this moment, Shen Jingxiu, who had just put his wife on the ambulance, quickly walked back this way.
“Yingying, your mother said you haven’t eaten much these past two days, and since you’re pregnant, you need to take an ambulance to the hospital.”
Liang Yizhi's smile froze instantly. "You...you're pregnant? Whose is it?"
Ji Ying looked at him calmly and said, "It's just some random guy, it has nothing to do with you."
As they were talking, doctors and nurses from another ambulance brought over a stretcher.
The moment Ji Ying lay down on the stretcher, the last breath she had been holding on for finally dissipated, and a surge of exhaustion and discomfort instantly overwhelmed her, causing her vision to blur.
She instinctively placed her hand on her lower abdomen: these two children are as strong as she is, they will both be alright.
Ji Ying had already fallen into a coma before the ambulance even arrived at the Chuzhou Central Hospital.
She slept very soundly and did not wake up until late at night.
Madam Shen briefly regained consciousness during the process.
Her severed little finger could not be reattached, but fortunately it didn't significantly impact her life. However, a systemic infection caused by the wound led to sepsis, and she was transferred to a sterile ward for close monitoring.
Unable to be in two places at once, Shen Jingxiu had no choice but to temporarily entrust the care of Ji Ying to Liang Yizhi.
In fact, even if he didn't speak up, he wouldn't be able to win the argument.
Whether Ji Ying was being put into an ambulance or taken to various places for examinations in the hospital, Liang Yizhi stayed by her side every step of the way.
The man had a serious face all day long, his expression was so fixed that it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or unhappy.
In the middle of the night, Ji Ying woke up slowly, or more accurately, because she needed to use the restroom.
The lights in the ward were dimly lit, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the man sitting by the bed.
"woke up?"
Before she could move, he realized he was awake.
So he sat on the edge of the bed staring at me all night?
Ji Ying pursed her lips and didn't reply, but instead tried to sit up on her own.
But after sleeping for almost a day, receiving only a little intravenous nutrition, and not eating anything, my body was so sore and weak that my arms went limp and I collapsed back down.
The next second, the man nimbly bent down to support her back and skillfully propped up her with a pillow.
"I...I need to use the restroom," Ji Ying said awkwardly.
Without saying a word, Liang Yizhi stood up and tried to hug her.
But Ji Ying shrank back to the side.
"I can...walk by myself."
"Um."
He responded, but didn't loosen his grip. He simply changed his position, letting her lean on him for support, and then almost half-carried, half-supported her as he led her to the bathroom.
Ji Ying was slightly surprised.
Tonight, Liang Yizhi has no sharp edges.
"Do you want me... to... go in with you?"
Ji Ying snapped out of her daze and quickly shook her head: "I can do it myself."
After saying that, she leaned on the door and went into the bathroom, locking it with a "click".
Rejecting him is like rejecting a strange man.
Liang Yizhi stood at the bathroom door, his face expressionless.
The bathroom doors in the hospital are very thin.
The noise inside couldn't be kept from him.
Although Liang Yizhi's eyes didn't follow, his ears did.
Ji Ying knew this too, and when she finally came out after dawdling, her cheeks were slightly flushed.
Liang Yizhi then asked with a low, deep laugh, "Is it hot?"
"None of your business!"
Ji Ying wanted to walk by herself, but Liang Yizhi still half-protected her in his arms as before and led her back to the bedside.
He helped her lie down, carefully tucked the blanket in, and then pulled the edge of the blanket up to her chin. His fingertips accidentally brushed against her skin, warm and gentle.
After doing all this, he sat back down on the edge of the bed and gently placed his hand on her lower abdomen.
"Go to sleep, you three... sleep well."
Ji Ying was still very tired. She hadn't eaten for two or three days, but she didn't feel hungry; she just felt exhausted.
She closed her eyes without thinking much.
After about ten seconds, she suddenly opened her eyes again and sat up with force.
Liang Yizhi quickly moved over, his arms reaching across her sides, his hands firmly supporting her back.
This posture suggests an extreme fear of hurting her in the slightest.
"Honey...is that you back?"
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