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128. Did you kill Jian Qing?

After talking on the phone, Jian Qing lay on the bed, her rosy lips pursed a drunken smile, and the handsome face in her mind clearly appeared in front of her.

His eyes fell on the drawing board in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The painting on the paper had not been completed yet, but he could vaguely see the charming face of a man.

Little Scenery, a good dream!

...

Ward

The sound of medical instruments echoed in the ward, and the smell of alcohol and medicine in the air were mixed together, which was a bit pungent.

"Cheng'er, you can talk to your mother, it's okay." Amman sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at his son who was motionless on the bed, stretching out his hands but not daring to touch him, for fear of accidentally touching his wound.

When the doctor's diagnosis came out, Amman fainted directly, and after waking up, tears almost stopped.

Her legs were disabled and she turned into a mute. She could only lie in bed for the rest of her life. The news almost defeated her spirit like bad news.

"Cheng'er, can you make a sound? Even if mom begs you." She didn't believe that her son would never speak for the rest of her life, and she didn't believe that.

Xiang Cheng had many tubes inserted into his body, thick bandages wrapped around his hands and legs. He looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, and the bruises on his face had not yet disappeared.

No longer as strong as before, his thinner face, his cheekbones are prominent, his eyelids are glowing blue, and his whole body is full of life.

He did not respond to Amman's shouting from beginning to end, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

The door of the ward opened and walked in towards Yuan. His son, whose eyes were on the bed, had a hint of disgrace flashed across his face.

"Oman, you haven't had a rest for a few days. If you continue like this, your body will be unable to bear it." He raised his hand and put it on Amman's shoulder and said in a deep voice to Yuan.

"Cheng'er has become like this, how can you let me rest?" Amman said in a hoarse voice.

"It's all the fault of that little bitch Jian Qing. Cheng'er is also your son. Why don't you avenge him? What kind of father are you worthy of being like this?"

Xiang Yuan's face turned dark and he said coldly, "Aman, calm down. I don't want Cheng'er to become like this, let alone your grandfather said that the person who kidnapped Cheng'er that night was not Jian Qing, right?"

As if he heard some big joke, Amman laughed wildly, "No one else is she? My grandfather has always been partial to that little bastard. It was like this seventeen years ago, and it is still the case now. Cheng'er will become like this now, all of which are Jian Qing's fault."

She pushed Xiangyuan and completely lost her mind, "Why don't you go to help Cheng'er take revenge? Why, why are you so useless!"

Why did her son become so desolate? Jian Qing's little bitch is still free, she is unwilling to accept it...

"Enough!"

Fengchen rushed back to deal with his son's affairs. He had been busy for several days but couldn't sleep well. Now that Amman said this, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but get angry.

"What do you want me to do, huh?" He looked at Amman coldly, his tone was cold.

"Did I go and kill Jian Qing?"

"Why don't you reflect on yourself? If you didn't get involved in those things 17 years ago, would Jian Qing hold a grudge against you? Cheng'er has become like this now, and half of the responsibility is on you."

Amman staggered back and shook his head dumbly.

"No, it's not like this. Cheng'er wasn't what I did."

Xiang Yuan looked at her crazy appearance, and a hint of impatience flashed through her eyes, and she snorted coldly, "Calm yourself, I'm going to S City tonight, and I'll come back later."

Amman lowered his head, not knowing whether he had heard it or not, so Xiang Yuan ignored it and walked out.

The door was slammed heavily, and there was a "bang".

Amman fell to his knees, covering his face with his hands, and shouted hysterically.

"Ahhhh--"

On the hospital bed, Xiang Cheng closed his eyes and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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