After awakening, he and his mortal enemy made a promise

Chapter 50: Awakened by a Kiss
Qin Yan kept shouting, "It wasn't me! He scratched it himself, it has nothing to do with me! He framed me!"

For this reason, the police had to go to the hospital to check Song Yichen's wounds.

The wound runs from top to bottom, and both the incision and depth are consistent with the characteristics of an injury, which basically rules out the possibility of self-injury.

Jian Xi sent the police officers and the forensic doctor out, leaving only Song Yichen and Fang Yinnian in the ward.

Fang Yinnian looked back at the door and confirmed that no one was there. Then he lowered his voice and asked, "Old Song, what are you doing? Why are you making such a big deal? With your skills, can Qin Yan hurt you?"

Song Yichen had gauze wrapped around his wrist, and he seemed to be paralyzed all over. He lay lazily on the hospital bed, his face pale, but the light in his eyes was sharp.

This is an incredibly shrewd person.

Fang Yinnian was a little worried: "You, you are not sick again, are you? Have you taken medicine recently? God, please don't tell me that you secretly stopped taking the medicine again!"

Song Yichen did not deny it: "My wife is very smart. We can't leave medicine at home. We will be discovered."

"Fuck!" Fang Yinnian grabbed his hair anxiously, "You can't stop taking the medicine, brother. You know your own situation. You are only hurting yourself now. If one day you can't tell the situation and hurt Jian Xi, you won't even have a place to cry."

Song Yichen lowered his eyes to block the faint light: "No, I would rather die than hurt my wife."

"Then have you ever thought about whether Jian Xi would still be willing to have you if she knew you in the future?"

Fang Yinnian's words were like thunder in Song Yichen's ears, striking at the heart of his heart.

But there is no way.

He must do it.

"Lao Fang, take my blood and do a DNA test with everyone in the Song family." Song Yichen said.

Fang Yinnian was stunned: "Are you doubting that you are not their child again?"

If you think about it carefully, this is not impossible. After all, Song Yichen has been an outlier in the Song family since he was a child.

"You're not..." Fang Yinnian always felt something eerie behind him. He turned around and saw that there was no one at the door.

He lowered his voice even more, approached Song Yichen and asked, "Haven't you already experienced this a long time ago?"

Song Yichen's eyes fell on the gauze, and with a little force, some blood seeped out.

At this moment, he felt extremely calm.

"I suspect the results from last time were swapped. This time you have to do it for me in person."

As he spoke, Song Yichen pulled off the gauze on his wrist.

That's right, it's bullshit.

The kind that is used very vigorously.

The wound burst open again and blood gushed out.

This reminded Fang Yinnian of the time when he first met Song Yichen as a child. At that time, he had more blood on his body than now...

When Jian Xi came back, Fang Yinnian had already passed away, and the nurse was re-bandaging Song Yichen's wound.

"He's so old, but he's still taking off the gauze for fun. You family members should keep an eye on him. Don't let him continue to do this. If the wound gets infected, who will be responsible?"

This is a nurse who has just been transferred from the pediatric department.

I thought it would be easier, but I didn't expect him to be even more disobedient than a child.

Jian Xi said "sorry" to the nurse, then walked to the bedside and asked Song Yichen: "Are you thirsty? Do you want water or milk?"

Song Yichen was beating the drum nervously.

"Wife, don't you even ask me?"

Jian Xi poured him a cup of warm water, tested the temperature, and then fed it to him.

Seeing that he had drunk most of the cup, he stopped and sat down beside the bed.

"It is said that the person who knows a person best is often your enemy. Song Yichen, I have been at loggerheads with you for several years. Do you think I don't know you? Oh, yes, you have lost your memory."

Jian Xi didn't know what she was thinking about, but she actually laughed.

"Then I might as well be honest with you. I know you better than you think."

Song Yichen felt even more uneasy.

What do you know?
In which aspect?

How much do you know?

He wanted to ask, but didn't know where to start.

His throat was dry. He picked up the glass and drank the remaining half of the water.

"Well, wife, if, I mean if, I am not a member of the Song family, would you regret marrying me?"

It is said that business marriages require equal status.

Jian Xi poked him on the forehead in annoyance: "The Song family is nothing! If you only look at the Song family, I won't even let you touch my hand."

Song Yichen's lips slowly curled up.

If we don't look at the Song family, then wouldn't we just look at him as a person?

Doesn't that mean you like him?
Isn’t liking someone the same as loving them, and isn’t love the same as lasting until death?
Happiness comes too suddenly, and I always want to do something to make myself happy.

"Wife, I want to be discharged from the hospital. Let's go to the movies or do something else." Song Yichen looked excited.

Jian Xi pushed him back onto the bed, made him lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

"You still have two IV drips and an intramuscular injection to receive soon, so stop making trouble." She had already found out everything.

Song Yichen: "Muscle injection?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two nurses came in pushing a medicine cart.

After confirming that the patient's name matches the medicine, I began to prepare.

"Take off your pants," a nurse said.

Song Yichen: “!”

"Can I not beat you?" Song Yichen clutched his pants tightly, like a decent man who was about to be raped: "My body is only for my wife to see."

The nurse said seriously: "Be good, cooperate with me, the injection will not hurt."

Oh, this is the nurse transferred from pediatrics.

Jian Xi directly held the man down and half-pulled his pants off: "Nurse, give me the injection."

After saying that, she closed her eyes.

Mr. Jian, who is fearless, actually fainted from the injection.

Even if the needle was inserted into someone else's body, she couldn't bear to see it.

The acupuncture was finally completed, and Song Yichen felt too embarrassed to see anyone.

How can he be a boss if half of his butt is seen by others?
Jian Xi couldn't help but laugh: "Your birthmark is quite cute."

Song Yichen has a birthmark on his buttocks that looks like a cat's head. This was originally a secret.

just now……

Song Yichen closed his eyes in despair.

Boo!
The next second, he was 'awakened' by a kiss.

When I opened my eyes, Jian Xi's face was right in front of me.

Very close.

I could even see her thick eyelashes and my reflection in her eyes.

"Are you still feeling awkward now?" Jian Xi asked with a smile.

Song Yichen licked his lower lip lightly: "There is still a little bit."

Boo!
Jian Xi kissed him again.

"now what?"

Song Yichen: "It's still a little short."

Jian Xi pinched his chin, leaned over and gave him a deep kiss, successfully making Song Yichen forget what had just happened.

"Yi Chen!" Old Madam Song came in uninvited.

When she saw the two people kissing passionately, she didn't feel embarrassed, but was just surprised for a moment, and then she began to preach righteously.

"Jian Xi, don't you know how to restrain yourself in broad daylight? Yichen is still injured. If his injury gets worse, can you bear the responsibility?"

She really looks like a loving mother.

(End of this chapter)