After transmigrating into the book, she clung tightly to her captain husband and wouldn't let g

Ji Jingshen left the hospital with Song Qianyi, leaving Song Qianyu and Cheng Linhao standing there looking pale.

Once in the car, Song Qianyi could no longer contain her joy and admiration, and reached out to hug Ji Jingshen's neck.

"Honey, you were so cool just now! You truly deserve to be my man, Song Qianyi's man!"

"You have no idea how much I wanted to laugh when I saw their speechless expressions!"

Since she said that, it proves that she really has no good feelings for Cheng Linhao anymore. This should make Ji Jingshen more accepting of her, right?

Song Qianyi was happily thinking to herself, completely unaware that Ji Jingshen's gaze towards her had become more inquisitive.

Ji Jingshen hummed in response, then picked up the medical record and examined it carefully.

The above shows that Song Qianyi's physical indicators are all normal, but her amnesia symptoms show no signs of recovery.

What is this...

Song Qianyi chuckled to herself for a long time before noticing Ji Jingshen's actions.

She leaned closer: "What's wrong? Honey, what are you thinking about?"

Looking at the innocence on Song Qianyi's face, Ji Jingshen felt that he was overthinking things.

He shook his head, put down the medical record, and started the car.

"It's nothing, let's go home."

Because Ji Jingshen had specifically asked for leave from his company to accompany her to the hospital, he immediately threw himself back into work as soon as he got home.

This job meant that he was out of sight for a whole day and night, and Ji Jingshen didn't return home until the evening of the second day.

At that time, Song Qianyi was leaning back on the sofa, watching a TV series and eating fruit.

Upon seeing Ji Jingshen at the entrance, she rushed towards him without even putting on her shoes.

"Husband, you're back!"

Ji Jingshen hadn't been home for more than a day and a night, and Song Qianyi felt like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Unexpectedly, before she could pounce on him, a loud "bang" suddenly echoed throughout the living room.

Song Qianyi kept her eyes on Ji Jingshen the whole time and didn't pay attention to where she was going. Her knee slammed hard against the corner of the table.

The impact was quite severe, and since the coffee table was made of metal, the pain caused tears to stream down her face.

Song Qianyi: "..."

Is this... the legendary case of extreme joy turning into sorrow?

Seeing this, Ji Jingshen quickly strode over to support her.

Song Qianyi leaned into his arms and cried even harder.

Ji Jingshen steadied himself, looked at the woman in his arms, and frowned slightly: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"You've just recovered from your illness, so you need to take good care of yourself."

Song Qianyi looked aggrieved: "I know, but they say absence makes the heart grow fonder."

"You haven't been home for so long, isn't it enough that I miss you?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Jingshen's expression softened slightly, and he shook his head helplessly.

He gently helped Song Qianyi sit down on the sofa and casually placed the documents in his hand on the table.

"Sit still and don't move. I'll go find the first-aid kit to treat you."

Watching Ji Jingshen's departing figure, Song Qianyi couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

The man's reaction suggests he's still worried about her.

Realizing this, Song Qianyi felt that her knees didn't hurt as much anymore.

Just then, Song Qianyi caught a glimpse of the documents Ji Jingshen had placed on the table.

It is an agreement.

She didn't pay much attention at first, and was about to look away when she suddenly realized that something seemed off about the agreement.

This is a contract worth tens of millions.

If Song Qianyi didn't go into business, she would have been nothing more than a lowly office worker in her original world.

But she vaguely remembered seeing this contract in the original book.

Because it was such an astronomical figure of tens of millions, it left a certain impression on her.

Ji Jingshen is just a lowly captain, how could he possibly handle such an agreement?

Song Qianyi thought of Ji Jingshen's unusual behavior again, such as the high-end hospital he took her to yesterday, and the family's satisfied attitude towards Ji Jingshen.

Is Ji Jingshen really just an ordinary captain?

"What are you thinking about?"

A voice came, instantly interrupting Song Qianyi's thoughts.

She looked up and saw Ji Jingshen walking towards her with a medicine box in his hand.

For some reason, Song Qianyi felt a little flustered and quickly looked away from the agreement.

"I wasn't thinking about anything." She took Ji Jingshen's hand and said coquettishly, "Honey, my legs hurt so much."

Upon hearing this, Ji Jingshen's eyes instantly filled with worry.

He sat down beside Song Qianyi and gently placed her legs on his own.

"Don't move, let me take a look."

Before Song Qianyi could react,

She only felt a warm hand pull her calf to hold her in place; the force was not strong, but she couldn't move.

The man's hands were large, almost able to grasp her calves. She could even feel a heat source pressed against her calves, causing her skin to feel slightly numb.

This immediately made Song Qianyi forget all her previous thoughts.

Perhaps the Song family is partly responsible for Ji Jingshen's ability to handle such an important contract.

After all, Song Qianyi knew how satisfied the elders of the Song family were with Ji Jingshen.

Having considered all this, Song Qianyi stopped thinking about it.

At this moment, Ji Jingshen was taking out iodine and cotton swabs to disinfect Song Qianyi.

Although Ji Jingshen appears aloof, he is exceptionally meticulous when it comes to such matters.

Song Qianyi closed her eyes beforehand, prepared for the pain, but unexpectedly she didn't feel much pain, only a slight numbness and itchiness in her wound.

Ji Jingshen was also very considerate of her feelings. Whenever Song Qianyi's expression was off, he would immediately stop what he was doing and only continue after confirming that she was not in pain.

Being taken such good care of by Ji Jingshen, a handsome man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, Song Qianyi blushed without any self-consciousness.

Because of his work, Ji Jingshen had received training in handling such emergencies, so his disinfection and medication application were very professional, and he quickly finished treating the wound.

He packed everything into the first-aid kit. "Alright, you should go to sleep early. Be careful not to let the wound get wet."

After saying that, he prepared to get up and leave.

Seeing this, Song Qianyi quickly grabbed his lean waist.

Under Ji Jingshen's questioning gaze, she stammered as she spoke:

"No, no, don't go, my legs hurt so much, I can't walk anymore."

"so what?"

“So…” Song Qianyi’s eyes darted around, “Honey, my leg is injured, can you carry me to bed?”

It was just another instance of her usual coquettish behavior, and Song Qianyi didn't really expect Ji Jingshen to do it.

After all, she had been acting coquettishly quite a bit lately, and Ji Jingshen's attitude had always been rather resistant.