overdue lover

Walking alone on the way to the subway, Ji Qinglin's uneasy mood was not relieved. Ji Qinglin lowered his head, lowered his shoulders, and looked devastated.

He never expected that he got the correct answer by mistake. What frightened him the most was that he didn't know what the death of Gu Yinmo's mother had to do with him.

Walking like this, he suddenly received a WeChat call from his high school teacher in front of the subway station.

Before Ji Qinglin could speak, it was said that his father fainted and fell off the podium during class, and had already been sent to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment.

Ji Qinglin didn't care to hang up the phone, and reached out to hail a taxi.

When we arrived at the hospital near No. [-] Middle School, the nurses were helping Ji Fengyou to debride and bandage his wounds. His shaved black and white hair was gathered in a small pile under the hospital bed. A doctor in a white coat is looking at Ji Fengyou's brain CT.

The two colleagues who sent Ji Fengyou here stood aside in shock, watching Ji Qinglin run into the door, and hurried over.

"Ms. Chen," Ji Qinglin recognized one of them as his physics teacher, greeted him first, then nodded to the other teacher, and then asked nervously, "What's wrong with my dad?"

Teacher Chen touched the beads of sweat that had slid down his face, and sighed, "Your dad and I are on the same date. I dragged the auditorium when I was out of class, and he went in when I came out. I just walked out of the door when I heard ' There was a bang, and as soon as I turned my head, Teacher Ji was lying on the ground..."

"Oh, if I don't procrastinate..."

Ji Qinglin asked the doctor who was watching the brain CT about the situation.

The doctor frowned, pondered for a while, and asked Ji Qinglin if his father had any medical history of high blood pressure and high blood sugar, and asked some other questions about his physical condition.

Ji Qinglin shook his head one by one and denied that his father lived a rigid life and ate a certain amount of food every day. He would never touch high sugar, high salt and high oil. He also paid great attention to health preservation and has been healthy for so many years.

The doctor's expression became more serious when he heard the words, and he suggested staying in the hospital for observation for a period of time.

Ji Fengyou was still in a coma. Ji Qinglin thanked the two teachers and sent them away. He returned to the doctor's office, and the doctor told him the truth.

"According to the brain CT images, we found that your father probably had an intracranial glioma, but this requires further clinical observation."

"Intracranial glioma?"

The doctor changed to a popular explanation, "That is what people often say is a malignant intracranial tumor. After a preliminary diagnosis, we believe that your father's fall this time was caused by the tumor compressing the nerve."

After hearing the doctor's words, Ji Qinglin felt empty. After bidding farewell to the doctor, he walked into the ward where Ji Fengyou was.

The wind outside the window passed through his body, and he sat alone by the hospital bed for a long time, looking at his father who was wearing an oxygen mask and his head was bandaged, and helplessly covered his face with his hands.

No matter how doubtful and anxious he was about the truth of Gu Yinmo's mother's death, he must first solve the practical problems in front of him.

Ji Qinglin took out his mobile phone and called his mother.

Liang Jing was still angry with Ji Qinglin, and when she answered the phone, her tone was indifferent: "Why are you calling me?"

Looking at Ji Fengyou's pale face, Ji Qinglin tried his best to tell Liang Jing in a calm tone that his father was injured and fell and sent to the hospital for examination.

Liang Jing's reaction was very cold, she said "oh", first blamed Ji Fengyou's colleagues for spending the same ambulance fee on why they weren't sent to a better hospital, then cursed and said that Ji Qinglin had no idea and had to deal with such trivial matters by herself In the end, she said that she would contact the central hospital and ask Ji Qinglin to go home and pack things for Ji Fengyou.

Ji Qinglin numbly agreed to her, and after hanging up the phone, the tinnitus caused by Liang Jing's sharp scolding continued.

A knock on the door and a pleasant and clear question interrupted Ji Qinglin's wild thoughts.

"...Is Teacher Ji in this ward?"

Ji Qinglin froze and turned around mechanically.

A middle-aged woman wearing a long floral skirt and long black hair was standing at the door carrying a large bag of fruit, looking into the ward, and when she met Ji Qinglin's eyes, she obviously panicked for a moment.

"You, hello." The woman confirmed that the person lying on the hospital bed was Ji Fengyou, and then approached Ji Qinglin with fruit, "I'm Teacher Ji's colleague. I heard that he was ill, so I came to see him..."

The woman's voice was soft and soft, with a touch of natural Jiangnan Nong language mixed in with Mandarin.

Ji Qinglin knew this woman, she was indeed his father's colleague, but at the same time she had another name that should be cast aside - father's mistress.

Ji Qinglin confronted her for the first time.

He originally thought that a woman would be as domineering and defiant as in the film and television drama, or as aggressive and messy as in the novel, but she didn't.

The woman stood quietly half a meter away from Ji Qinglin, put down the fruit, walked to the hospital bed naturally, looked at Ji Fengyou's condition with pity, rolled up her sleeves, and picked up the kettle beside her walked out.

As if she is the master here.

Ji Qinglin stood there in a daze, watching the women come and go, poured warm water for Ji Fengyou, wiped the corners of his lips with a cotton swab, wiped his face with a wet towel, and cut a plate of fruit for Ji Qinglin.

After packing everything up, the woman can talk to Ji Qinglin.

"What's your name?"

"...Ji Qinglin."

The woman nodded, "My name is Xia Meng, you can call me Aunt Xia."

No matter how gentle and pleasant a woman is, Ji Qinglin still instinctively rejects her.

Seeing that Ji Qinglin didn't speak, the woman smiled, "Qinglin, if you have nothing else to do, you can go home and help your father pack some personal clothes and daily necessities, and prepare for long-term hospital care. I'll just keep him here .”

Ji Qinglin clenched his fingers, looked at the woman expressionlessly, and felt that her smile was an eyesore from the bottom of his heart.

She is obviously a mistress who is not on the stage, but she has the pretentious attitude of a good wife and mother, which is disgusting.

"What are you doing here? You're just a colleague, don't you need to be so concerned?" Ji Qinglin didn't obey and asked in a bad tone instead.

Xia Meng's smile froze, and she still had a dignified and virtuous expression, "I just came to see how he is doing. Teacher Ji usually takes good care of me, so I should come to see him."

"Take care?" Ji Qinglin smiled sarcastically, "Which aspect is Aunt Xia referring to? Work? Or life?"

"No wonder he never comes home. It seems that he is taking care of you, Aunt Xia."

Xia Meng's body trembled, and the calm mask really began to fall apart, panic crawling all over her face.

"I……"

She only said one word and couldn't go on anymore. There seemed to be tears in her eyes, her fingers on her legs clenched her skirt tightly, and the veins on the back of her hands were bulging.

Pulling a woman's self-esteem out of her body and throwing it on the ground, and then giving her endless sense of shame, doing so did not make Ji Qinglin feel happy at all.

On the contrary, his heart was stuffy, and there was something that made him unable to breathe.

Ji Qinglin stood up, said "Sorry", and left the ward without looking back.

【Speak】

The next chapter will continue to abuse Xiaoji

I'm Xiao Ji's mother (really)

Good night in advance! ! !