Chapter 2291: Husband, please be gentle (23)

There was no one outside the rescue room, and because it was night, only the nurse on duty would pass by occasionally.
Seeing Ji Shaoheng kneeling outside the rescue room, he couldn't help but look a few more times.
The back hurt so badly, but Ji Shaoheng stiffened his waist stiffly all the time and kept staring at the red light above the rescue room,
Ears are Xie Suling's crying, and Ji Wenqing and Shen Youran comfort her.
Ji Jinchuan walked up to him, his deep voice mixed with heavy: "How is your injury?"
Ji Shaoheng's pale lips moved: "I'm fine."
Ji Jinchuan glanced at the clothes on his body. He didn't even change his clothes, and the injuries on his back were definitely not dealt with.
He left for a moment and returned a few minutes later, followed by a nurse.
He lifted his chin towards the nurse. The nurse gave a suspicious glance at Ji Shaoheng who was kneeling there, and then came to him.
"Sir, I will take you to treat the wound."
Ji Shaoheng shook his head: "No more."
The nurse persuaded a few more words, but he was determined not to walk away.
He had to stay outside the rescue room and saw his father coming out safely.
In fact, no one knew that he was afraid that he would walk away and not even see the last side of his father.
The nurse looked at Ji Jinchuan, embarrassed.
Ji Jinchuan can also guess the original difficulty of Ji Shaoheng's unwillingness to leave. He told the nurse: "Go and get the medicine."
The nurse knew their identity, and did not dare to neglect, immediately went to get the medicine and iodophor.
Ji Jinchuan also knew that Ji Shaoheng would not get up, so he said to the nurse: "His injury is on his back, so he will give the medicine."
The nurse put the medicine and iodophor on the side bench and squatted in front of Ji Shaoheng to take off his clothes.
Ji Shaoheng avoided her hand sideways and caught her injury. He took a breath of air. The forehead was densely covered with a layer of sweat beads, and even the lips faded the last bit of bloodshot because of the pain.
He gritted his teeth and said to the nurse: "Go away!"
Seeing his face as white as snow, without a trace of blood, the nurse said: "You look pretty hurt, let me handle it for you."
Ji Shaoheng endured the pain of bone erosion, and his voice was deep again, with a cool chill in it: "Say you let go!"
Some of her good intentions were trampled down, and the nurses were a little unhappy at the moment, but because of their identity, it was not easy to attack, so they had to look to Ji Jinchuan for help.
Ji Jinchuan was quiet for a moment, and said to her, "Let's keep things busy, please."
The nurse threw the hot yam and immediately left.
...
Fang Yaqing took Fang Sitong into the living room, and Sister Lan greeted him: "Mrs."
Fang Yaqing nodded, uneasy at the thought of Ji Shaoheng's haste.
She took Fang Sitong upstairs, and Fang Sitong yawned sleepily, and she did not bathe her.
After Fang Sitong lay down on the bed, his voice Wen Xiaoranuo: "Mommy, Grandpa was angry just now."
Fang Yaqing's absent-minded "um" gave her a quilt.
Fang Sitong blinked puzzledly, his long eyelashes quietly covering his eyelids, especially clever: "Why is he angry?"
Fang Yaqing's perfunctory answer, always paying attention to his mobile phone: "Nothing."
"Is he not letting you and dad take me away?"
Fang Yaqing saw sadness on her small face and smiled at her: "No, hurry up."