The atmosphere in the master bedroom became subtle again because of Shengge's words.
Ji Xinghui firmly refused to admit it, "I didn't! Grandpa, I really didn't collude with anyone to harm Ji Yuting. It was him who deliberately tricked me in the ancestral hall tonight!"
Mr. Ji weakly leaned on the bedside. He looked at the expressions of several juniors.
As a leader who was involved in the military and business circles when he was young, even though he was sick and his thinking was slow, he soon discovered that this matter was not simple and that there was a way out.
Moreover, these words were all spoken by Shengge, and they even implicated Shengge.
Then it's not just a matter for the Ji family, it also involves the Lu family.
It's not just a family matter.
He was silent for a long time before looking at Shengge, "Girl Shengge, if things are really as you said, how are you going to deal with it?"
Shengge smiled softly, but her words were sharp: "This matter depends on whether grandpa wants to do it publicly or privately?"
Ji Xinghui's eyes lit up when he heard this.
Can it still be private?
Lu Shengge turned out to be here to assist them?
The injured thigh was in a kneeling position, so painful that he could hardly breathe. Ji Xinghui's face became increasingly pale.
Ji Yong's sharp eyes noticed that something was wrong with him and quickly stepped forward to support him.
It just so happens that the Ji family medical team is here and can bandage him up.
After Ji Yong asked Mr. Ji for instructions, he took Ji Xinghui to a chair next to him and sat down.
Here at the bedside, the matter of Mr. Ji's victimization is still being discussed.
Mr. Ji asked: "What should I do if it's public? What should I do if it's private?"
"It's public, then according to the evidence collected over the years, whatever the sentence is, go to a high-level prison to serve your sentence. Ji Xinghui raised a gun on the director of the National Bureau of Investigation and tried to kill him. This is not a trivial matter."
The moment Shengge finished speaking, Ji Xinghui immediately shouted from behind: "Impossible! I won't go to a high-level prison even if I die!"
Seeing that he was still thinking about talking, Ji Yuting said solemnly and coldly: "Don't give him painkillers, it will cause him more pain and it will be a long memory."
"Yes, Master Yu."
Ji Xinghui's face was as white as paper, and he was sweating like rain. He clutched the armrest of the chair and wanted to attack Ji Yuting, "Ji Yuting, do you really want me to die? Ah! It hurts, it hurts!"
The doctor dipped a cotton swab in alcohol. The moment he touched the wound, Ji Xinghui kept wailing and lost his arrogance.
Shengge was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued: "Grandpa, if you want to be private, you will be punished with a whip according to the rules of the Ji family ancestral hall."
Ji Yong said: "Then I will give Ah Hui ten lashes. I think he will not dare to do it next time."
Shengge laughed sarcastically: "It's only ten lashes. Is it too simple for my uncle? Ji Xinghui killed grandpa, so why should he get thirty lashes? He caused me to be detained by the JC Bureau because of this incident, and he received another ten lashes.
He was disrespectful to those in power and even raised a gun. He was given the lightest punishment, twenty lashes."
With her starry eyes and pretty eyes, she made two leisurely gestures with her green-white fingers, pretending to count, "That's sixty whippings. If Ji Xinghui can bear it, then it will be private."
Ji Xinghui himself, because there was no painkiller, was already in a daze from the pain. He was completely distracted by what Shengge and the others were talking about later, and he was in too much pain to listen.
Ji Yong stood up and objected, "Ah Hui was not in good health to begin with, and now he has suffered a gunshot wound. Not to mention sixty whippings, he can't even withstand thirty whippings. Do you want his life?"
Shengge laughed: "Back then, Ji Yuting gave me all his net worth, including the shares of the Ji Group, and Ji Xinghui clamored to double the fine. If I hadn't arrived in time, I would have almost given him eighty lashes. It turns out that my second uncle
Did you also want his life at that time?"
Ji Yong had a lump in his throat and was stunned for a long time before he said: "These two things are different in nature."
Shengge took advantage of the situation and answered: "It is indeed different. The nature of Ji Xinghui's incident is much worse than that of Ji Yuting, but I didn't count it as double, right? Sixty whippings, just follow the rules of the Ji family."