When he returned to the ward, the bodyguard asked the doctor to examine Jian Ximan. Zhu Fengjing stood aside and stared at the doctor, hoping to stare him out of a hole.

Under the long-term pressure, the doctor finally finished the examination of Jian Ximan, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and said:

"Ms. Jian is nothing serious. You can be discharged from the hospital after observing for a long time."

Jian Ximan sat up from the bed and said first without waiting for Zhu Vanjing to speak:

"Please check his brain to see if there is anything wrong with his brain."

The doctor paused, "This..."

Can he refuse?

Can couples not bring him, an innocent crowd, into the water when they quarrel?

Dare he said that the young master of the Zhu family had a problem with his brain?

Unless you are impatient to live!

Zhu Fengjing, who heard her words, was immediately angry and laughed, and raised her finger and tapped her head.

"Tsk...isn't you in spirit?"

It wasn't her who hugged him and cried last night.

The bodyguard stepped forward and signaled that the doctor could leave. When the doctor turned around, he quietly left the ward with the doctor.

Jian Ximan smiled and rubbed her head, looking at him and asked:

"Don't you continue to sleep?"

Zhu Lijing turned around and sat on the sofa, with long legs on the coffee table, and his every move showed a bit of balmish.

"No, I'm young and energetic."

He was so scared that his heart almost flew out just now. His sleepiness had been scared away, so who could still sleep?

Jian Ximan did not continue to force him, got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water, walked to the window and took a sip, looked out the window for a long time, and suddenly asked quietly:

"Is Jian Hongyi... dead?"

Zhu Yanjing raised her head slightly and looked at her back, curled her lips and chuckled:

"The pistol my sister-in-law prepared for you yesterday had ten bullets in it. You used up all the bullets. Do you think he still has a life?"

It's so satisfying to die!

Jian Ximan pulled the corner of her lips, lowered her eyes and stroked the cup in her hand.

"What about Wen Yi and Jian Yiyi?"

"Wen Yi was thrown into a mental hospital, and Jian Yiyi continued to be locked in a dark prison. As for Xiao Yuan and that child, I haven't considered it clearly yet."

Jian Ximan's eyelashes trembled slightly, raised her head and hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"Send it back to the hospital."

Jian Hongyi and Wen Yi have paid the price for what they have done. As for Jian Yiyi, she has been a little restrained over the years and does not frequently cause trouble for her, and perhaps she will ask for love for her.

This ending is purely due to your own fault.

But Xiao Yuan has nothing to do with her mother's death. If it weren't for Jian Hongyi, she wouldn't have been dragged into these right and wrong.

She didn't want to involve innocent people, that would be no different from Jian Hongyi.

Zhu Wenjing sat up and looked at her in surprise.

"Just let it go like this? That child is Jian Hongyi's seed! If he stayed like this, wouldn't it be his wish?"

Jian Hongyi wanted to rely on his son to pass on his family and keep that child. Isn’t it equivalent to leaving seeds for the Jian family?

If Jian Hongyi knew that he would not be happy to overturn the coffin board?

How could that kind of scum be as he wished?

"From the beginning to the end, that child is the most innocent one, isn't it?"

If he could choose, he would definitely not want to be born in such a family.

Jian Hongyi's evil deeds should not be repaid by a newly born child.

Zhu Wenjing sighed lightly, got up and walked to her and rubbed her long hair.

"I knew you would be soft-hearted."

That's why he didn't touch Xiao Yuan and that child for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he guessed it.

Zhu Lijing sent a message to the bodyguard, asking someone to send Xiao Yuan and the child back to the hospital, and then asked someone to order breakfast.

Zhu Lijing stayed in the ward with Jian Ximan all morning. In the afternoon, the doctor examined Jian Ximan again and confirmed that there was no problem with her health. Zhu Lijing asked someone to go to the discharge procedures.

The bodyguard outside the door answered a phone call, then walked into the ward, subconsciously glanced at Jian Ximan who came out of the bathroom, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.

When Zhu Fengjing saw him hesitating, he glanced at him lightly.

"If you have something to report?"

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment, walked closer, and whispered:

"Young Master, I just received the news that Xiao Yuan ran away after being sent back to the hospital and left the child in the hospital."

Zhu Lijing pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered coldly.

"This woman treated this child as a treasure when she was pregnant. Now, when something happened, she ran away quickly!"

I knew that it was a burden to keep my son with me, so I abandoned him without thinking.

Sure enough, they are birds of a feather with Jian Hongyi.

Although the bodyguard's voice was low, it still fell into Jian Ximan's ears.

When she heard Zhu Vinjing's words, she turned to look at the bodyguard.

"Is that child in this hospital now?"

The bodyguard glanced at Zhu Fengjing and saw that he had no intention of hiding it, and replied:

“On the twenty-fifth floor.”

"I want to go and see him." This was naturally what Zhu Fengjing said.

Zhu Lijing's eyebrows moved slightly, and the expression in his eyes suddenly became a little serious.

"It seems OK, but you'd better not have any other thoughts."

I am afraid that she will feel soft after seeing the child.

Jian Ximan glanced at him sideways and walked around him and outwards.

In fact, even she herself didn't think about how to deal with this child.

Although Jian Hongyi was dead, the hatred in her heart was not resolved, and she would inevitably transfer these hatreds to this child.

But his birth was also full of calculating. His father used him as a tool for inheriting the family line. His mother used him to marry into a wealthy family. Now that he lost both parents just after he was born, it makes people feel a little pitiful.

So she wanted to see the child, and maybe she would make a decision after seeing it.

When he went to the 25th floor, Jian Ximan looked at the child placed in the insulated box through the glass.

The baby's skin is wrinkled, a small ball, not as cute as imagined.

My eyes were closed, as if I was sleeping heavily, and my little mouth was still spitting bubbles.

Jian Ximan looked at it for a moment and suddenly asked:

"Why is he in the insulated box?"

Zhu Lijing put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the glass.

"This child has a premature birth, and the physical signs need to be observed for a while."

It is a great fortune to be able to survive after some trouble yesterday and now.

Jian Ximan pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time, and suddenly spit out three words.

"What a pity."

Before he was born, he became a pawn.

Even his birth became a knife in the hands of others.

If he had not been born in such a family, would his life be different?

"Okay, I've seen it, and it's time for you to go back."

Zhu Yanjing held her wrist and pulled her away.

If he continued to look at it, he was really afraid that she would have the idea of ​​adopting this child.

Jian Ximan couldn't help but turn his head to look at the child, and a trace of unbearance flashed in his eyes.

"What should he do?"

"If you can't bear it, I'll ask someone to contact the welfare home and find a good family for him, so that you can feel at ease?"

Jian Ximan was silent for a few seconds and did not speak again, which was considered to be his suggestion.

Finding a adoptive parent who is good to him may be the best way to change his destiny.
Chapter completed!