Ji Yuting left the ancestral hall with Xi Nian and without looking back, and walked quickly to Mr. Ji's master bedroom.
Ji Yong helped Ji Xinghui, who was shaking in pain, and wanted to go to the master bedroom to see the old man.
Ji Xinghui was shot in the thigh and couldn't walk at all, "Dad, Ji Yuting was too cruel. Let's forget about it. The shot just now was so decisive. It hurt so much! It's torture for me to walk. Dad, please take care of me first."
Let me bandage it to stop the bleeding."
Ji Yong sighed and said very maturely: "No, your injury is the best weapon. You must let your grandpa see it."
Ji Xinghui instantly understood what he meant, gritted his teeth immediately, and was helped by him to leave the ancestral hall and go upstairs.
In the master bedroom, Lu Mo had already been called by Shengge and asked to go back to Mount Anning to be with Mu Yanxin.
The entire Ji family medical team is still sticking to their posts.
As soon as Ji Yuting walked to the door, he heard the old man coughing.
He couldn't help but speed up and sat beside Mr. Ji's bed, "How do you feel, grandpa? Are you still feeling dizzy and your eyes are black?"
Mr. Ji's eyes were weak and his voice was even weaker: "It's much better now. There's no need to worry, Ating. Grandpa is getting old. Birth, illness and death are inevitable."
Ji Yuting disagreed with what he said, "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense. You are very lucky. You will definitely live a long life and watch your two great-grandchildren Enen and Niannian grow up in the future."
Mentioning the two little darlings Enen and Niannian, Mr. Ji's eyes gradually lit up. It would indeed be a very happy thing to watch the two little darlings grow up.
The grandfather and grandson chatted for a while, until Ji Yong supported Ji Xinghui and limped in, destroying the harmonious atmosphere in the room.
Noticing the bright red blood stains on Ji Xinghui's body, as if his leg had been injured, Mr. Ji whispered concerned: "What's wrong with Ah Hui?"
Ji Xinghui endured the severe pain caused by the gunshot and knelt down beside Mr. Ji's bed.
He said with a cry: "Grandpa, I'm sorry. I didn't know that grapes and grapefruit cannot be taken at the same time as antihypertensive drugs. I advised you to eat more in the study this afternoon. Damn it. My cousin was angry and took me to the ancestral hall."
He lectured me and shot me in the leg."
Mr. Ji felt very distressed, "Is the injury serious? At Ting, there is really no need to be angry. It was my fault for not keeping my mouth shut."
Ji Yuting remained silent and did not speak.
When Ji Xinghui saw this, he immediately took two steps forward and grasped Mr. Ji's hand tremblingly, showing how scared and helpless he was inside.
"Grandpa, save me. I know I was wrong, but my cousin refuses to let me go. He wants to send me to a high-level prison and serve ten years in prison. Grandpa, if I really go in, my life will be ruined!"
Ji Yong also said beside him: "Dad, I have tried to persuade Yu Ting, but he is very resolute. As a person in power, he will not listen to what I, my second uncle, say. Only you, dad, can persuade him. Please help."
Help Ah Hui."
Mr. Ji never expected that a family matter would cause such a serious disturbance.
"Ah Ting, this is really none of Ah Hui's business. I swallowed it by mistake. You've already shot him in the leg, so there's no need to send him to a high-level prison. It's better to deal with your family's affairs behind closed doors."
Okay, don't go outside."
Ji Yuting, who has always listened to his grandfather the most, turned against Mr. Ji for the second time on matters other than Shengge.
"I have already decided on this matter, and grandpa should not listen to Ji Xinghui and my second uncle's words. This matter is not that simple."
Ji Xinghui refused and retorted sternly: "It's just that simple! It's my cousin who doesn't like me, and you are deliberately suspicious of my thoughts as a villain!"
Ji Yuting was too lazy to listen to his unnecessary arguments, and his attitude was very firm, "In short, this matter is not negotiable. I will sort out the relevant evidence. When your leg is almost healed, you can prepare to go to a high-level prison in peace.