At noon on the second day, Zhong Qingyu came to Beicheng alone. Although Jingxiu got Ji Youyan's understanding, he still arranged for someone to pick up Zhong Qingyu at the airport. She originally wanted to go downstairs to pick up Zhong Qingyu in person, but considering the possibility of Zhong Qingyu being alone with her, she chose to wait for Zhong Qingyu at the door of the ward as a compromise. After entering the ward, she greeted Zhong Qingyu politely and politely before going to the theater to prepare for the evening performance.

After Jingxiu left, Zhong Qingyu relaxed, stood up and looked at Ji Youyan's injury with concern: "What did the doctor say? Will it become a habitual dislocation in the future? When I was young, I didn't know how to take care of myself. You got it."

Ji Youyan pretended to be light and said: "It's okay, it's not that serious. In fact, I didn't need to be hospitalized at all. Axiu was worried, so she let me stay for two days for observation." She changed the subject and said, "Where's Dad?"

Zhong Qingyu sighed and said, "your dad was going to come too, but he had a cold in the past two days, his blood pressure fluctuated high and low, and it went up again in the morning. I'm worried, so I won't let him come."

Ji Youyan said worriedly: "Then why are you still here? I'm fine here, Dad's side is more important." Because of the risk of Ji Changsong's heart surgery, and because he himself was relatively resistant, he only took conservative treatment for the time being.

Zhong Qingyu sat down and cut an apple for Ji Youyan, and did not answer in silence.

Why come? Isn't the answer obvious?

Ji Youyan also realized that he had said something wrong, so he calmed down and comforted Zhong Qingyu: "Mom, you saw it too, I'm really fine, don't worry about you and Dad."

"Is it all right?" Zhong Qingyu was distressed and angry, and turned to the old account: "I told you not to be too pushy, not to stand too front, you are still stubborn with me. Do you think something happened now?"

Ji You said, "If I have an accident by myself, I can get more people to wake up and avoid more people being injured because of prejudice, then I think it's worth it."

Zhong Qingyu's action of cutting the apple paused. After a long while, she snorted softly: "Speaking so grandly, do you think I don't know that you are all for her?" It is self-evident who "she" refers to.

Ji Youyan put his hand on Zhong Qingyu's hand and retorted, "I'm not. Mom, I'm for myself."

Zhong Qingyu raised her head, looked into Ji Youyan's serious eyes, and heard her say, "Mom, don't you understand? In the short time it happened, I didn't have time to think about it. Protecting her was entirely my instinct."

"In my subconscious, I value her more than myself. If she gets hurt, I'll only feel more sad than myself. So in essence, I protect her to make myself feel better."

Zhong Qingyu opened her mouth to say what she wanted to say, and Ji Youyan said earnestly: "Mom, if you can't understand it, compare your heart to your heart. Just like you love Dad, or just like you love me. I love her so much."

The apple peel in Zhong Qingyu's hand was broken, and the back of her hand was wet and cool. She stared at Ji Youyan, at the injury Ji Youyan was willing to suffer for Jingxiu, and her heart slowly sank to the bottom.

After a long time, she said with difficulty: "She's in such a good condition. If one day she wants to leave you, what will you do? You're not like an ordinary couple who have a child as a tie." Rich and powerful people, some Willful and unrestrained capital, it is always easy to escape.

This was a relaxed tone, and Ji Yuyan was a little happy. She laughed and said: "Whether she will leave me and her condition is not necessarily related. I'm not very bad. Besides, even ordinary couples, if one day they have to use children to barely maintain their marriage, then I don't want to have a marriage like this."

"There are so many impermanences in life, just like if the attacker had brought a knife, I might not be dead now." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhong Qingyu scolded her, "Don't say bad words."

Ji Youyan said softly: "Okay, I won't say it. I just think, I don't know what will happen in the future, I can only grasp this moment. Mom, if you don't agree with me being with her just because you are worried about me, then You believe me, the one who can't be with her will be the one that worries you the most."

"Because I would rather die than live."

There was a sound, and Zhong Qingyu's throat was choked.

A few seconds later, she handed the peeled apple to Ji Youyan's hand and escaped: "I can't tell you, you can do it yourself." After that, she got up and went out to wash her hands.

This topic was stopped at this point, Ji Yuyan sighed helplessly.

Because he was worried about Ji Changsong at home, and because Ji Youyan was discharged from the hospital tomorrow and returned to Jingxiu's home, Zhong Qingyu booked a flight ticket for the evening and returned to Yanzhou.

Before returning to Yanzhou, Zhong Qingyu asked Lin Yue to be the driver, sent her to buy fresh ingredients, and then went to Ji Youyan's house to cook a cup of bone soup for Ji Youyan and sent it to the hospital.

People of this age seem to always feel that the things they make with their own hands are more nutritious. Ji Yuyan's heart is warm.

After she left, Ji Youyan pulled out the small table and opened the bag with the thermal insulation bucket open, and suddenly found that there were two pairs of tableware and chopsticks in the bag.

The soup is also clearly for two.

Ji Youyan was stunned for a moment, and the circles of his eyes suddenly turned red.

The author has something to say: Sister Ji has to stubbornly put on clothes like clothes with one hand, which is called Sao Broken Hand for short.

Jing Shurong was very unhappy: I prefer to be a mother-in-law.

She looked at Zhong Qingyu: The cabbage, which was raised so hard, was arched by the pig. Did I say anything?

Zhong Qingyu suddenly felt that his life had been sublimated by comparison.Happy.

Sister Ji is dry: Mom, what are you happy about, who is the pig?!

Chapter 102

Did the mother acquiesce to this?Ji Youyan bit her lip and took out the bowl and spoon, and found that there was a folded paper under the bowl.

She opened the paper and saw densely written words on it, which were the ingredients and practices of various soups.The last line of the paper reads: "Let her cook it for you, don't take it too much."

The ink of the word "let" penetrated the paper, and it seemed that he hesitated for a long time before this line of words.