Chapter 95 Yi Jiu, if you accept my apology, can you... forgive me?

"You and Luo Mingshu's hot search..." He Jingxin asked the question that troubled her. Yi Jiu interrupted He Jingxin, "This has nothing to do with you. If you really want to think that way, I can't help it."

He Jingxin was speechless and said, "That's not what I meant."

"I made it very clear yesterday. I thought about it from your perspective, and there was nothing wrong with what you did. I understand that you didn't tell me. Everyone has their own little secrets."

There are little secrets between her and Luo Mingshu, such as the promises that have always been valid.

"But that doesn't mean I have to accept it. You don't need to be so servile and ruin yourself just to please me and keep me." Yi Jiu squatted down, picked up the diary, wiped the dust off it, and kindly reminded: "Boss He, you are still feverish, so you should go back to the hospital."

He Jingxin was even more panicked. The official name was too lazy to bother with her. Who was right or wrong? None of this mattered anymore.

"......don't want."

Yi Jiu held the diary in her hand, and she looked at He Jingxin again, who was staggering, with tears in her eyes, and suffering from illness. Although they hadn't seen each other for a day, she could see that she had lost weight.

She said politely but distantly, "Mr. He, I did lose my temper yesterday. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. So, you came to apologize to me today, and I accept your apology."

Polite, courteous, gentle, calm, and stable.

She apologized to herself solemnly. This was Yi Jiu's mask in public. In private, she was cute, coquettish, and quirky. Being with her made her feel relaxed and comfortable.

She would rather Yi Jiu was hysterical with her like he was yesterday, scolding her for her behavior, or even taking her for a car race, making her feel uncomfortable. It would also be like her current generous and decent appearance.

Her rationality and her attitude made He Jingxin feel a little hopeless. She didn't want the other person to be crushed, but she didn't want to even look at the other person.

Yi Jiu saw the elevator door open and knew that Luo Zhifei had arrived. Yi Jiu walked forward and said politely, "Doctor Luo, President He is afraid of seeing a doctor. Why don't you come over and give him some advice?"

Yi Jiu's attitude was very clear, and he asked Luo Zhifei to take the people away. But He Jingxin obviously didn't want to leave.

Luo Zhifei came to Yi Jiu and did not reach out to take He Jingxin. She said with a smile: "Yi Jiu, the hospital still needs you to personally say hello. Why don't you be a good person and go to the hospital with us. When you are sick, Mr. He will do his best to take care of you."

Just what she wanted.

He Jingxin actually managed to escape from the hospital. There will be a next time. If this happens too often, it will be bad for the reputation of our local hospital.

Besides, she really wanted to go to the hospital.

But recently, when she saw Luo Zhifei, she felt like bullying her.

You are such a busybody.

She ignored Luo Mingshu and instead cared about He Jingxin, who had nothing to do with her. She looked down at her phone, which said an ambulance had arrived.

"Miss Yi, please." Seeing that Yi Jiu didn't respond, Luo Zhifei said with a hint of flattery, "...Is it okay?"

"Cough, cough, cough." He Jingxin's throat hurt even more, and she couldn't help but make a sound. Yi Jiu's eyes fell on her face, and he nodded, saying intriguingly: "Since Dr. Luo has begged me, I will agree with reluctance for Mingshu's sake."

Yi Jiu was inexplicably hostile to her. What was going on? Could she be standing up for Ming Shu again? She wanted to say, it was really unfair.

He Jingxin is sick, and you just do nothing about it.

Last time, He Jingxin sent the drunk Luo Mingshu back to her room and made sobering tea for Mingshu. Is it okay for her to help He Jingxin once?

Yi Jiu put one hand through He Jingxin's knees, put one hand around her waist, and walked into the elevator. Luo Zhifei deliberately answered the phone and left this elevator for the two of them.

In the silent space, the red elevator number was getting smaller and smaller, which meant that they were about to reach the bottom of the building. The sound of an ambulance could be vaguely heard. He Jingxin grabbed Yi Jiu's collar tightly, with a look of grievance between his brows, as if he had a lot to say but couldn't find the words.

He Jingxin was happy to hear that Yi Jiu could accompany her to the hospital, but she would have to leave once they got to the hospital.

The anxiety of gain and loss tortured her fragile nerves. She had no choice but to hide her body in Yi Jiu's arms, not touching her skin, "You..."

He Jingxin is really dumb when it comes to relationships. She really can't say those sweet words. She really wants to know how those relationships on the Internet that keep getting back together again and again are possible.

Yi Jiu kept looking forward. The mirror in the elevator reflected the two of them, who looked harmonious but were actually alienated. It was heartbreaking to see. When He Jingxin said the word "you", she frowned and said, "Don't talk if your throat hurts. You don't usually talk a lot."

“Ding Dong.”

The elevator door was opened, and Yi Jiu carried He Jingxin into the ambulance. He Jingxin finally felt relieved, but Yi Jiu had been looking at his phone since he got in the car, and didn't even look at her.

She was helpless and frustrated, but Yi Jiu just didn't look at her. She opened her mouth, and the nurse beside her considerately gave her a sip of hot water, and then the doctor took the stethoscope and listened to her chest and did some basic work.

The nurse in the ambulance began to give her an IV drip. As the vehicle passed a bumpy asphalt road, the nurse's hand shook, and the needle hole left a faint cut along the back of He Jingxin's hand. He Jingxin cried out tenderly, "It hurts, it hurts."

Her eyes were fixed on Yi Jiu, who seemed to see and hear nothing until her sleeve was pulled. Yi Jiu turned her head to look for the hand pulling her sleeve. A white hand clenched into a fist, veins bulging, was trying hard and carefully to pull it.

Yi Jiu looked at her with condescension and told the accompanying personnel, "Doctor, please help her."

The accompanying doctor said: "Mr. He, it's because of the fever and the muscle aches."

......

VIP Ward

He Jingxin was lying on the hospital bed with an IV drip on her hand. What she found incredible was Yi Jiu, who was still sitting on the sofa. She didn't talk to him, but just sat there looking at her phone and occasionally staring at the scenery outside the window.

Desire is nurtured step by step.

She hoped that Yi Jiu could stay in the ward, even if he could just sit there quietly. But Yi Jiu just sat there quietly, and she also hoped that Yi Jiu would stop being so taciturn and talk to her.

She looked up and saw that the water level in the bottle had dropped by half. There was still half left. Could she wait until then?

"I want to drink water." He Jingxin said dryly, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. If it wasn't so quiet, Yi Jiu might not have heard it.

Yi Jiu walked over, poured her a glass of water, and considerately put a straw in it. There was no resentment, hatred, love, or affection on her face.

He Jingxin took the water brought by Yi Jiu, held the straw and drank several sips carefully. She glanced at her out of the corner of her eye.

Yi Jiu just sat on the sofa and looked outside calmly. She really couldn't see what his purpose was.

What is she thinking? What are her feelings towards her?

He Jingxin's throat felt better. She couldn't stand this silent torture of waiting. She mustered up her courage and said, "Yi Jiu, please accept my apology. Can you... forgive me?"

After saying this, he lowered his eyes, as if waiting for the final judgment.

One minute later

"Forgive?" Yi Jiu received the message. She curled the corners of her mouth lightly and looked up at her sick face. The pheromones in the air were no longer hot and crazy as she smelled in the community. Perhaps the fever had subsided and she felt more refreshed.

She checked the time on her phone again. The person she was waiting for was expected to arrive soon. She said carefully, not wanting to provoke her, "What you did was really right. You don't need my forgiveness."

He Jingxin smiled bitterly, "Then can you take a look at me?"

Yi Jiu looked at her obediently, keeping his eyes on her face, as if to say sincerely, I have seen you, are you satisfied? I really forgive you.

The two people's eyes met, but the eyes were empty and boring, without any affection or love, just looking at her, like looking at a stranger. This look made He Jingxin's heart more painful, as if it was cut by a knife.

He Jingxin patted her bed and pleaded, "Can you come over and hug me?"

Yi Jiu stood up, sat beside her, and hugged her symbolically. Then, he immediately pushed away her hand that was about to hug her.

He Jingxin grabbed her hand. Yi Jiu stopped where he was and gently shook her hand off with his other hand. "He Jingxin, don't push your luck."

“I wonder if we can go back to the past?”

When Yi Jiu carried her on his back, there was a hint of anger between his brows. She waited for a while, suppressing the anger that was about to come out, "We are over, we broke up..."

Although she couldn't see Yi Jiu's face, He Jingxin clearly felt Yi Jiu's mood at that moment. Her pheromones were like an angry beast, being severely suppressed. Her pheromones became sharp and fierce, wantonly invading her surroundings.

"Don't you understand what I mean in Chinese? We are breaking up. I don't want you anymore. I've abandoned you. I won't be with you. You won't exist in my future. Did you hear this clearly?"

"Not even a chance..."

"Jing Xin, Jing Xin." A hurried and familiar voice broke the awkward situation. It was President Mu who pushed the door open. President Mu was wearing high heels, which made a clacking sound on the ground. She sat beside her bed and looked at her carefully several times.

Yi Jiu took the opportunity to shake off He Jingxin's hand. Before He Jingxin could react, she had to force herself to be alert and divert her attention from Yi Jiu when she heard President Mu's voice.

Yi Jiu walked aside and poured a glass of water for the exhausted CEO Mu. CEO Mu took the water from Yi Jiu and turned to her and said, "Thank you." He Jingxin's eyes were fixed on Yi Jiu, for she was afraid that Yi Jiu would say, "You two friends haven't seen each other for a long time. You guys chat, I'm going out."

Then you're really out.

Yi Jiu crossed his legs, unexpectedly sat on the sofa, stretched out his hand to twist a longan, and bit one absentmindedly.

President Mu didn't notice the tension between the two. She took a sip of hot water and said, "Jing Xin, I heard that you have a terminal illness. What happened to you?"

"I, I... just have a fever."

"It's just a fever. Don't lie to me." President Mu touched her forehead with his hand, stood up and looked at her IV bottle, took a photo and sent it to the doctor she knew, "I've contacted the best doctor in Beijing for you. I will definitely cure you. Believe me."

"I really... I really have a fever."

After He Jingxin's repeated assurances, President Mu was sure that it was not a terminal illness, and then he remembered Yi Jiu who was standing beside him.

"Yi Jiu, why did you lie to me?" President Mu turned to look at the culprit who sent her to Beijing. "You described Jing Xin in a terrible way. She was going to die the next second. I immediately called a flying taxi over."

Yi Jiu smiled, and her smile was so bright and brilliant that it made He Jingxin's scalp tingle and her whole body cold.

Yi Jiu glanced at He Jingxin and President Mu's faces, both of which were pretty, and smiled intriguingly: "Your sisterly love is so deep that it reminds me of Chen Cheng and I in the past."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.

He Jingxin could naturally hear the deeper meaning behind it.

Realizing the awkward atmosphere between the two, President Mu looked at Yi Jiu, then at He Jingxin's face. As if she understood, she asked, "Are you two arguing again?... Let me mediate."

"Find someone to coordinate?" Yi Jiu seemed to have heard a joke, so he put away his smile, calmly picked up a sunshine rose and stuffed it into his mouth, with a flash of mockery in his eyes: "I would look for anyone else but you, don't flatter yourself. You would side with me, isn't this funny?"

"We are both fine. Jiujiu was just joking. It's my fault." He Jingxin clenched her fingers in her palms. She didn't dare to let President Mu look at her. She turned her face away, avoiding President Mu.

President Mu frowned slightly. She felt Yi Jiu's hostility. She didn't know where she had offended Yi Jiu. Was it because of the scandal between Luo Mingshu and Yi Jiu that the two of them had a conflict? Was it because Jing Xin was jealous that made Yi Jiu angry?

As for Jing Xin, why did she avoid my gaze and not let me look at her, she looked like a guilty thief.

These two are so strange.

The atmosphere between these two people is wrong. It's super wrong.

President Mu asked straight to the point: "Then why did you ask me to come?"

"I'm just kidding." Yi Jiu's expression quickly changed, from full of sarcasm to humble and polite: "I asked you to come here to take care of Ms. He. You are the most reliable among her friends. She listens to you very much."

"There is another important thing. Her alpha mother is from one of your Jing City's aristocratic families. It is said that she is powerful enough to defeat the Xiao family. You have such a wide network of contacts. Can you help her find out whose family has lost their daughter?"

As soon as Yi Jiu finished speaking, He Jingxin's mouth was faster than her brain, and she denied it directly on the spot: "No, this is fake. Jiujiu... is fake, that is fake, not real."

She curled the corners of her lips bitterly, wondering if this was just fate.

She understood why she had called President Mu over. She suspected that she and President Mu were related by blood. Yi Jiu was such a strict person, so she probably did a DNA test on both of them in private, otherwise wouldn't it be obvious what she said?

Her relationship with President Mu is similar to that between her and Cheng Chencheng.

Her initial relationship with Cheng Chencheng was just friends, but later they discovered they were related by blood.

Yi Jiu doesn't like the Mu family because that is the shadow cast on her by the Xiao family.

With the Xiao family as a precedent, the Cheng family did not want to marry into an official family at all, for fear that they might covet the Chengjiang Group.

Yi Jiu felt disgusted, and the Cheng family also felt disgusted.

She blamed herself for choosing Alpha Mom over her last time, especially since she was sure it was because she didn't like the Mu family.

She let herself taste it and denied her identity in front of her relatives.

Her tears dripped from the corners of her eyes.

"Ah? Jing Xin, don't cry. It's fake, so what!" President Mu looked confused. Whose daughter was lost? Why had she never heard of it? Why did Jing Xin say it was fake?

What the hell are they doing?

Jing Xin is really from a noble family in Beijing. Aren’t they a perfect match? They are a perfect match.

"Then you are lying to me." Yi Jiu stared at He Jingxin. She smiled. He Jingxin grabbed the quilt in his hands. His face became even paler than before and his whole body was shaking.

“…”

Yi Jiu raised her voice, her emotions finding an outlet, and asked desperately: "Then why did you stop me? Why did you hurt me? Hurt my feelings?"

"What are you yelling about! This is a hospital, owned by your family. Do you think you can be so self-righteous?" President Mu was shocked by Yi Jiu's sudden rage. She stood up, and her 10-centimeter high heels made her momentum enough to crush Yi Jiu. "Don't take advantage of Jing Xin's love for you and do whatever you want."

"Do whatever you want?" Yi Jiu's emotions were controlled, bursting out in an instant, calming down in an instant, from raging waves to calm in an instant, leaving the two people speechless, "Just take it as it is."

Yi Jiu left the ward, and the nurse called Yi Jiu, "Miss Yi, here is a courier box for President He."

Yi Jiu looked at it and saw that there was no name on it. She was always cautious with this kind of thing, and she was sure it was not a living thing. She took out a knife and opened the package, and a foul smell came out.

Fortunately, everyone was wearing masks. There was a bloody dead rat lying inside, along with a note.

She knew without guessing that it was the Xiao family's doing.

No one knew what was written on the note, but one could vaguely see that it was written in red.

She gave the order: "From now on, no matter if it is takeout or delivered to Mr. He and He Jingxin by express delivery, throw it all away. If they have any opinions, please transfer them to another hospital."