[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 258 [English]

【Brother Line】People’s Heart

In the hospital corridor late at night, Ji Tingqin stood outside the operating room door and smoked. Jiang Dongxian also came to the hospital after seeing off the Zhou brothers.

In the two operating rooms, Zhang Jizong and Jiang Dongyue were both receiving treatment. Jiang Dongyue had not injured his internal organs, so hemostasis and sutures were sufficient. However, the bullet in Zhang Jizong’s abdomen was too deep and has not been removed yet.

There were footsteps coming from the corner, and Meng Jianqun trotted to Ji Tingqin and bowed.

“Ji Wei, the lady has been sent back.”

Ji Tingqin felt a little relieved, he nodded, and then raised his hand to let Meng Jianqun leave. Jiang Dongxian reached out and handed him a cigarette. He took it and lit it, and the two of them smoked quietly in the corridor.

At the same time, Wu Ting was walking aimlessly on the street.

He was not injured, so the people present paid no attention to him. He left the bar alone, and the people hurriedly walking on the street did not give him a second glance.

He is like a puppet, moving mechanically.

At 12 o’clock in the evening, he finally returned home.

He’s mother Fang Li always goes to bed early, but today the lights are on at home. He’s heart skips a beat. Could it be that Wu Yuan is back?

I slowly walked upstairs, and as soon as I arrived at the door of the second floor, I heard the sound of shaking newspapers and displeased questioning coming from inside.

——It’s Wu Yuan.

“Where are the Ating people?”

Fang Li has always been timid, with a flattering smile on her face.

“I think I went out to play with Young Master Zhang. Aren’t we always good friends?”

Wu Yuan snorted coldly and frowned tightly.

“You are not learning well every day! Can the Zhang family compare to us? For such a big man, he has no understanding of his father. He is not as good as the youngest son of the Jiang family. He still knows how to find a job in the general administration. He doesn’t even think about how many more years I can stay in this position!”

After saying that, he shook the newspaper fiercely, with a look of hatred in his eyes. Wu Ting listened blankly outside the door, then turned around and returned to his room.

He didn’t turn on the light, but locked the door and squatted in the corner.

Then he put his hands around his knees and cried like a child.

*
In the early morning of the next day, after a night of rescue efforts, Zhang Jizong was finally out of danger, but he still did not wake up.

Ji Qing got up very early, her bloody clothes had been cleaned up, and her whole body was as clean as if nothing had happened.

But she knew that maybe someone would come to take her away in the next second. Otherwise, why would Ji Tingqin let so many soldiers guard the door? There was even a lieutenant general sitting quietly in a car at the door, just so that someone with weight could speak to him if someone came.

But the strange thing is that she doesn’t regret it. Although she said that Jiang Dongyue was impulsive, she was really tired of Zhang Jizong’s pestering. She was so tired that she felt sick every time she recalled the action of him unbuttoning his pants in front of her.

If she can really make Zhang Jizong calm down by being imprisoned, then she is also willing to give Ji Tingqin time in this way.

Anyway, I’ll give it no matter what, and it’s better to go to jail than to let Zhang Jizong be humiliated.

After getting dressed, Ji Qing went downstairs to have breakfast. The atmosphere in Ji’s house was no different. All the dishes cooked were Ji Qing’s favorite dishes. After eating, Ji Qing went to the small building to see Meng Jianfang for the first time.

Meng Jianfang looked a little busy raising two children, but she was used to it, so she didn’t feel tired at all.

And since Meng Jianqun beat her last time, she has also stopped thinking about it. After all, she has a daughter, so she should be regarded as her brother and daughter…

And… and this way, at least there will be a chance to look at Ji Tingqin every day…

Regarding Ji Qing’s sudden arrival, Meng Jianfang didn’t say anything. She gave Ji Qing a cup of scented tea that she brewed. Ji’s family was big, so she planted many flowers in the garden.

“Miss Ji, please try it.”

Ji Qing nodded in thanks, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. It was very refreshing and suitable for the current weather.

Putting down the teacup, she looked at Meng Jianfang who didn’t know anything and hesitated to speak. In the end, she didn’t say anything because even if she did, Meng Jianfang might not understand.

Forget it, that’s it.

After thinking about it, She got up and went to see Ji Xingzhi. Ji Xingzhi followed Lu Qing’s temperament and didn’t cry much. He fell asleep quietly in the cradle. Ji Qing touched He’s little hand, then turned and left.

*
At three o’clock in the afternoon, Ji Tingqin confirmed the conditions of Zhang Jizong and Jiang Dongyue and left the hospital by car. Even Jiang Dongxian didn’t know where he went.

After watching he leave, Jiang Dongxian went to Jiang Dongyue’s ward.

Jiang Dongyue was lying on the bed. Jiang Dongxian sat on the chair next to the bed and probed his forehead. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his fever had subsided.

Jiang Dongyue woke up after a while. His face was very white, but his lips had regained a little color.

The two brothers looked at each other, and Jiang Dongyue was a little surprised. After such a thing happened, Jiang Dongxian didn’t scold him?

But now is not the time to think about this matter. Jiang Dongyue held his hands and slowly straightened his upper body and approached Jiang Dongxian, breathing slightly while speaking.

“Brother, I have something to tell you.”

Three minutes later, Jiang Dongxian frowned and spoke.

“You said Wu Ting was related to Fang Qinglin’s death? Where is the connection?”

Jiang Dongyue looked anxious.

“I don’t know, anyway, that’s what he said at the time, why did I harm Sister Qinglin.”

Jiang Dongxian frowned. In fact, he felt something was wrong when the Fang family came to visit him as early as Fang Qinglin’s death. But since there was nothing to connect the matter, he had no choice but to give up.

But anyway, that’s not the point now.

“Who else heard it besides you?”

“Qingqing, Qingqing must have heard it too.”

“What else? Is there anyone else? The point is, did Zhang Jizong hear it?”

Hearing this, Jiang Dongyue felt a little frustrated and squeezed his hands tightly.

“That’s what Wu Ting admitted himself. I don’t believe it -”

Jiang Dongxian’s eyes darkened, and he spoke calmly to interrupt.

“Dongyue, I want to ask you, if it were you, would you recognize it?”

“Even if you admitted it at the time, what about now? Will you still admit it when you come to your senses?”

Jiang Dongxian hit the nail on the head, and Jiang Dongyue finally understood. He leaned back, and then punched the bed hard, causing the whole bed to shake.