Ex-husband addicted to wife after divorce

He relaxed a little, watching Ling Yueer's expression nervously.

Seeing her blushing and a little annoyed, he let her go.

"It's only now that you know how shy you are? Why did you hug me just now? Forget about those who won't let me go." He twitched the corners of his lips and joked.

Ling Yue'er stood up and glared at him angrily.

In this position, Qi Jingan was facing her stomach.

After three months of pregnancy, it has become slightly raised.

He suddenly put his face close to her belly, trying to hear something.

"Baby, I'm sorry for you, I didn't take good care of your mother's feelings."

"Father is sorry for you."

He said, sighing in frustration.

Ling Yue'er shoved him embarrassingly.

"I didn't say that I had to have a shot...that was just my imagination. The doctor said that if the lump in the neck is digested after a week, there is no need to induce labor."

Qi Jingan looked at her speechlessly.

Just now, Ling Yueer's tone seemed as if the child was destined to die.

It made his mood drop to the bottom in an instant.

In the end, she cried a lot and felt better, and now she said that the child is still saved?
Pregnant women are really... moody.

After such a delay, it was already lunch time.

The two were walking towards the hospital gate when Qi Jingan suddenly saw something and protected Ling Yue'er behind him.

He furrowed his brows high, and cold sweat welled up.

"Let's go, you go to another exit." Qi Jingan ordered coldly.

Ling Yue'er looked at him inexplicably.

"hurry up!"

Qi Jingan pushed her twice.

Ling Yueer trotted back in a daze.

After walking a few steps and looking back, I saw a familiar figure suddenly appear at the end of the corridor!

It's Su Chun!
His hair was messy, and he ran towards this side with red eyes.

While running, he suddenly pulled out a gleaming kitchen knife from his chest.

The people around were startled, screaming and running around.

Qi Jingan, who was being targeted, saw Ling Yueer turning the corner, but she was nowhere to be seen.With a relaxed expression, he pulled the isolation pole used by the hospital to maintain order, and held it in his hand as a weapon.

Ling Yue'er's heart was pounding.

How did Su Chun come here?

He deceived Chen Xuan with a fake photo, Qi Jingan even called the police, shouldn't he have been arrested by the police long ago?
Looking at it like this, it seems that they came here to stare at Qi Jingan and her.

Ling Yueer impatiently took out her mobile phone to call the police, while running to the gate of the outpatient building to look for security.

When she came up with the security guards, Qi Jingan and Su Chun were nowhere to be seen.

"They went to the twelfth floor."

The security guard received the news and stopped Ling Yue'er: "Don't go, you pregnant woman are following to make trouble?"

"Do you want me to wait here? No, I'm worried about him!"

"Stupid or not, even if you go, it will be a disservice, and maybe the child will make mistakes." A pregnant woman with a big belly next to her stopped her: "Don't go, their security guards have passed, and nothing will happen."

Ling Yue'er was restless: "But I'm even more afraid..."

"Madam? Why are you here?" Zhang Fengling walked over with a basket in surprise, "What's going on here? I saw a lot of security guards running over in a hurry."

Before Ling Yue'er could reply, the pregnant woman beside her said, "There is a man with a knife trying to kill her husband!"

Zhang Fengling rushed upstairs without saying a word.

Ling Yue'er was worried about throwing off the pregnant woman, and trotted along behind her.

When he went upstairs, he saw a group of security guards pressing Su Chun under him, the kitchen knife was thrown far away, and there was still a trail of blood on the ground.

Seeing Ling Yue'er coming, Qi Jingan hid his left hand back and stretched out his right hand to wipe the sweat off her head.

"Don't be afraid, it's all right."

Ling Yue'er burst into tears, and looked at his hands in panic: "You were cut by Su Chun?"

"Small injury, the bleeding has stopped."

Qi Jingan held her shoulders, not letting her see the wound.

"Don't look, the doctor told you to keep your mood stable, and you forgot?"

Ling Yueer's fingertips were still trembling, and she kept asking the doctor: "Is the wound serious? Do you need stitches? Will there be any sequelae?"

Zhang Fengling followed, frowning at Ling Yueer.

"Madam, please stop talking, you keep asking, how can the doctor see the doctor properly?"

Ling Yue'er's face turned pale, and she realized that she was panicking, and instead she was adding to the chaos.

The doctor was used to this kind of scene, and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, there is no nerve injury, and the wound is not deep, so there is no need for stitches."

"The scabs will heal in ten days and half a month."

The wound was bandaged quickly, and Qi Jing'an Cheng didn't change his face, and asked Zhang Fengling with concern: "He was hospitalized again recently? There are nurses watching, so you don't have to worry too much."

"That's different. The nurse must not be as careful as I am."

Qi Jingan stood up and suddenly said, "I'll go see him too."

Zhang Fengling's complexion suddenly changed, he resisted and felt guilty.

"You have just been injured, so go back and rest first, what's so interesting about that old man, I can't wait for him to die as soon as possible, living is torture."

"My injury is not a problem." Qi Jingan insisted.

Zhang Fengling wiped away his tears and led the two of them upstairs.

In the ward, Gao Kun was paralyzed on the bed, looking out the window blankly.

The scars on his body were ferocious, and he looked extremely frightening.

When he saw Zhang Fengling coming in, his eyes suddenly became fierce.

He followed Qi Jingan in.

Gao Kun froze for a moment.

"Why do you dare to come to see me?" He struggled to speak, speaking in a strange tone, as if his throat was also damaged.

"Come and see how you are doing, it seems that your spirit is not bad."

Qi Jingan glanced around the room, then returned to Gao Kun.

Gao Kun looked at Qi Jingan with disgust, and wanted to say something, but his throat let out a hiss like a leak.

"Stop talking, don't you think your voice isn't bad enough?" Zhang Fengling scolded.

Ling Yue'er was puzzled, but she didn't dare to ask.

When Gao Kun saw the child he had kidnapped grow up, not only did he not feel guilty, but he looked at him as an enemy.

Maybe in the thinking of such a person, he will never reflect on his own mistakes, and will only think that Qi Jingan is the chief culprit of his paraplegia.

On the way back, Ling Yue'er took Qi Jingan's hand.

"Why did he become like this?"

"If the distribution is uneven, it will start to kill each other."

"You must have been scared then, right?"

"When we escaped, it was already dark. When I went down the mountain with Xiaoxuan on my back, I fell many times."

"I thought I would never be able to get out of this mountain. Fortunately, the people sent by my mother found me."

His tone was a little indifferent, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

But Ling Yue'er couldn't help worrying, she clenched his hand and clasped her fingers tightly.

"No wonder, the last time we were kidnapped, Xiaoxuan seemed much calmer than me."

"Really? I think you look calmer than Xiaoxuan, she is not as good as you. Maybe it's because you don't look so scared that I mistakenly think you can persist." Qi Jingan smiled.

A crying child has candy.

Is that true even when grown up?

Ling Yue'er lowered her eyes: "Was Xiaoxuan's injury serious at that time?"