It was a little after nine in the morning and there were many people walking around in the hospital. In the ward, Ji Ling's fever had finally subsided, but she was sweating all over and her hair on her forehead looked like it had been washed. She was still asleep and her brows were furrowed, as if she was in great pain.

Old Mrs. Zhu is old, and after waking up in the early morning, she falls into a deep sleep again.

In the ward, Zhu Yaowu stared at Ji Ling's face, "Brother, what do you think she was dreaming about?"

Zhu Weidong was holding a book in his hand. When he heard the question, he looked up at Ji Ling. His palm-sized face was twisted into a ball, and beads of sweat were hanging on his forehead.

He put down the book, stood up and walked over, wiping the sweat off her forehead with a newly bought towel. During his action, the person sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and one hand tightly grasped his hand. She looked straight at Zhu Weidong for a while, then closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Zhu Yaowu came over for no reason and frowned when he saw this scene. "She is quite pitiful. Last time you asked me to go to her house to give her money, I heard her mother scolding her."

Zhu Weidong slowly pried open the hand that was holding his with his other hand, put his hand back into the quilt, turned around and stuffed the towel into Zhu Yaowu's hand, "Since you are so free, go do some work."

"I haven't told anyone else. I'm just talking to you." Zhu Yaowu stopped talking and looked at the person who came in. "Who are you looking for?"

Ji Jianhua came in first and saw the old lady on the bed and the two men. Ji Ling was blocked behind them and did not see anything. She hesitated for a moment, not sure whether what she asked from the nurse was correct.

He was in too much of a hurry when he came in just now, so he came here right after hearing one word.

He stood at the door without saying anything. Ji Yong followed him in and asked, "Where's your sister?"

But when he saw the situation in the ward, he was also stunned.

younger sister?

Zhu Weidong, "Are you Ji Ling's family?"

"Yes." Ji Jianhua stared at Zhu Weidong.

Zhu Weidong stepped aside and said, "Ji Ling had a fever this morning and she just took antipyretic medicine."

Ji Jianhua quickly walked to the bedside. Seeing his sister's pale face, his eyes slid down to the wound on his sister's arm. His eyes turned red and he was reluctant to let go of his outstretched hands.

"How is Xiaoling?" Ji Yong came over and saw his daughter's look. There was no need for his son to answer.

Both father and son fell silent.

Zhu Weidong had already stepped aside, and Zhu Yaowu followed him. He looked down and saw the towel in his hand. He then remembered that he had just used this towel to wipe Ji Ling's tears. He was also filled with sadness because of Ji's family's reaction just a moment ago, so he immediately stepped back.

"Your family is really interesting. You let a girl stay out late at night and come here after something happened all night."

"Yaowu, go wash the towels." Zhu Weidong gave him a warning look.

Zhu Yaowu said, "This is to wipe her sweat. Why should I go? It's their family members who go."

It's already this late and you're just coming over to pretend to care about me. Who are you doing this for?

"Yes, yes, yes. We'll go. Sorry to bother you." Ji Yong also understood what was going on from these words. "Jianhua, go wash the towels."

Ji Jianhua responded and walked in front of Zhu Yaowu, "Give it to me."

Zhu Yaowu snorted, "If you want it, I'll give it to you."

Watching the man walk away with his chin raised in pride.

Ji Jianhua: After thinking about it, I decided to follow him.

After two people left at once, Ji Yong asked Zhu Weidong, "Xiaoling is sorry for the trouble. I heard from the police that it was your elders who saved Xiaoling. Thank you very much. The old man suffered so much at such an old age. It's our fault. I don't know how to thank the old man for making such a fuss."

Zhu Weidong said, "Anyone would have stood up at that time. Now that neither of them has a big problem, it's a good thing."

Ji Yong felt even more uneasy after hearing this.

Judging from the young man's speech, gestures and clothing, he is not from an ordinary family. He is staying in a high-end ward in the city hospital, which shows that he is not a simple person. Moreover, from the tone of his voice, it is known that the other party has no intention of asking for compensation. However, Ji Yong felt more and more embarrassed and could not raise his head.

Thinking about the other party's accusation just now, it is indeed true.

They are terrible parents.

Where are you washing the towels? This is just a way to vent your anger.

Zhu Yaowu looked at it for a while and said, "If you rub it any more, a hole will appear."

Ji Jianhua stopped and wrung the towel dry.

Seeing his dejected look, Zhu Yaowu said, "Your sister didn't go to bed until dawn. When we came back, she was already delirious with fever and had been guarding my grandma's bedside."

"sorry."

Zhu Yaowu was stunned for a moment, then said coldly, "You should save your apology for the person who needs to apologize."

After looking at Ji Jianhua, Zhu Yaowu turned and walked towards the ward.

The Ji family was really strange. They said they were not worried about Ji Ling. From the beginning till now, it could be seen that both father and son cared about Ji Ling very much. But how could they cause trouble? In the ward, although there were two more people, it was still quiet. Zhu Yaowu had not slept all night, and suddenly he became quiet and drowsy. Zhu Weidong whispered to him to go back and rest first, and buy some food in the evening.

Zhu Yaowu didn't say anything polite and just got up and left.

Although the Zhu family’s old house is in Bei County, they also have a house in Taipei City.

Ji Yong felt distressed when he saw his son's haggard appearance. "Jianhua, you should find a hotel to rest first and come back in the evening."

"Dad, go and have some rest. I'll stay with Xiaoling." Ji Jianhua added, "I can't sleep."

Ji Yong came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money with him, so he thought about it and agreed. After leaving the hospital, he went directly to Zheng Pingshun's unit to look for him.

In the hospital, Ji Ling woke up slowly around noon.

When she saw Ji Jianhua beside the bed, she was still a little dazed from sleep and did not speak in a hurry.

"Xiaoling, you're awake. Are you hungry? Big brother bought you some porridge and tea eggs."

Ji Ling opened her mouth and realized her voice was hoarse when she spoke, "Brother."

"Give her some water first." Zhu Weidong came over from behind with a teacup in his hand. "The water is warm."

Ji Jianhua thanked him and reached out to take the teacup, but Zhu Weidong reminded him, "Help the person up first."

Ji Jianhua obediently helped the person and asked him to sit against the head of the bed. Then he turned around and took the teacup, pretending to feed Ji Ling some water.

Ji Ling held out her hand, "Brother, I can do it myself."

Her head felt heavy, as if it had been hit by a stone. It was heavy and painful and she felt very uncomfortable. After drinking two sips of water, she didn't want to drink anymore.

Looking at her like this, how can she eat?

"Are you feeling very uncomfortable? I'll go call a doctor now." Ji Jianhua took the cup and put it on the bedside table, his eyes fixed on his sister again.

Ji Ling, "No, it will be fine in a moment."

"Lie down first." Ji Jianhua helped the man lie down, "Dad has gone to rest and will come over in the evening."

Ji Ling hummed, but didn't want to say more.

Ji Jianhua saw his sister's indifference and alienation, and the temperature in his body dropped little by little.

Zhu Weidong looked across the bed and Ji Jianhua at Ji Ling's face. Her hair just reached her shoulders, covering her palm-sized face, making her look weak and helpless.

At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind. A carriage was rushing towards him on the street, and the face of the little girl he pulled over slowly overlapped with the face of the little girl on the bed in front of him.

The same eyes, one was filled with panic, and now there is only loneliness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)