Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Chapter 659

Sun Shiyue's behavior just now seemed a bit like workplace harassment at first sight, but when she thought about it carefully, Shang Zhuyi always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain clearly for a while, she frowned and couldn't figure it out.

She was distracted until she got off work, and then walked out the door with her bag in hand.

When she walked downstairs to the office building, she saw a familiar car, Shang Zhuyi smiled helplessly, remembering that Ji Mujue had ordered Xiao Wang to pick her up from work every day, even though he said it was too troublesome But when she came out after a hard day and saw a car waiting for her, her heart was still very warm.

So, Shang Zhuyi walked over with a smile on his face. When she opened the car door, the smile on her face froze first, and then a look of surprise emerged: "Mujue? Why are you?"

Hearing her unscrupulous question due to excitement, Ji Mujue gave her a half-smile look, and jokingly said, "If it's not me, who else could it be? Could it be that there really are 'other men'?"

Shang Zhuyi knew that he was taking Xiao Li's words to make fun of herself, so she gave Ji Mujue a reproachful look, and then got into the car angrily; "I'm talking about Xiao Wang, don't tell me what you heard. "

Seeing this, Ji Mujue couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch her delicate cheek, and said with a smile, "Okay, stop acting."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's expression of feigned anger finally couldn't hold back anymore, and she burst out laughing, then she turned her head to look at Ji Mujue, and asked worriedly: "You are here, Aunt Ji's side..."

Ji Mujue knew what she was going to ask, so he explained with a smile: "I have arranged for a nurse to take care of her, don't worry, I will send you back first, and then go back to the ward to take care of her."

Only then did Shang Zhuyi nodded, and after Ji Mujue started the car, she looked at Ji Mujue's side face with some distress: "I know you must be very sad, but no matter what, you must take care of yourself body, promise me, okay?"

Listening to her words, Ji Mujue felt warm in his heart, and nodded with a smile: "I promise to take good care of myself, so don't worry."

Although he heard his promise, Shang Zhuyi was still worried and looked at him with heavy eyes.

Although Ji Mujue kept looking ahead, he still felt Shang Zhuyi's eyes, and held Shang Zhuyi's hand with one free hand: "I will do what I promised you, not to mention, I understand With my mother's current situation, I can't collapse even more, so I will definitely take care of myself."

Hearing his repeated promises, Shang Zhuyi was a little relieved, and she said angrily: "I will remember, look ahead and drive carefully."

Ji Mujue smiled softly, let Shang Zhuyi push his hand back, and then concentrated on driving.

After sending Shang Zhuyi to the door of the apartment, Ji Mujue suddenly stopped: "Go in, I'll go first."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi didn't know whether it was anger or shock and his eyes widened slightly: "Are you leaving now? Won't you sit for a while?"

Of course Ji Mujue wanted to stay with Shang Zhuyi for a while longer, but once he got used to the warm environment of his wife and children on the kang, he worried that he would be reluctant to leave even for a short time, so his reason told him that it was best to stop outside the door choose.

"No, I don't know what's going on with Mom. If she wakes up and starts making trouble, and the nurses can't stop her, and there will be trouble again, I'd better go and have a look." Ji Mujue explained in a shy voice.

Since he said so, Shang Zhuyi couldn't force him to stay, so he could only let go of his hand with some regret, and said: "Then be careful on the road."

Ji Mujue hummed lightly, then reluctantly turned and left.

Standing in the corridor, Shang Zhuyi watched him leave, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. She originally planned to wait until she got home and talk to Ji Mujue about Sun Shiyue's strange behavior today, but it seems that there is no chance for the time being.

So, she sighed, cleared up her thoughts of drifting away with Ji Mujue's figure, took out the key and opened the door.

As soon as Shang Zhuyi stepped into the room, she heard the cry of the child, so she hurriedly walked towards the source of the sound.

As soon as the door of the nursery was pushed open, Shang Zhuyi saw the nanny packing things in a hurry, so she asked worriedly: "What happened?"

Seeing her coming back, the nanny looked up as if she had been pardoned, and quickly raised her head and said, "The young master has a fever. I'm about to take him to the hospital, but I haven't had time to inform you."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi's heart suddenly twitched; "Have a fever? When did it happen?"

The nanny looked at her apologetically: "I just found out, maybe I kicked the quilt during the afternoon nap, I didn't see it at a glance, and let the young master catch a cold, I'm sorry madam."

Shang Zhuyi is not in the mood to distinguish right from wrong right now, holding her son in her arms anxiously, worried that the nanny will take her son to the hospital alone, but she can't leave her daughter alone at home, so she thought about it and said: "Stay here and take care of Yixian, I will take the child to the hospital."

After finishing speaking, she didn't give the nanny a chance to refuse, so she picked up her bag again and rushed out the door.

Shang Zhuyi hurriedly stopped a taxi and asked the driver to take their mother and son to the nearest hospital. She didn't care too much, and rushed to the pediatric emergency department with the child who was already fainted from fever. room.

But even though it was already off-duty time, the pediatric consultation room was still full of people, and Shang Zhuyi seemed to squeeze in without regard for his reserve, and he remained motionless.

At this time, an order manager came over and patted Shang Zhuyi's arm; "Go over there to get the number, otherwise even if you squeeze in, the doctor won't be able to show the child."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi smiled gratefully at him, and then hurriedly turned around to get the serial number in front of the electronic equipment, but she couldn't smile anymore after a closer look.

The queue has already reached beyond the 60th place, but the big screen that called the number shows that it is only the turn of the [-]th patient. When will this go?

So, Shang Zhuyi hugged the child again, and walked to the administrator: "Hi, my child has a fever, it's an emergency, can I trouble you to accommodate me."

Hearing this, the administrator was also very helpless, and pointed to the children and parents who were in front of her: "Isn't the one who came to see the doctor at this time an emergency? Just wait."

Shang Zhuyi looked at the little face of the child in his arms whose face was flushed abnormally due to the fever, and his heart almost crumpled into a ball.

She turned anxiously around the spot a few times, and finally took out her mobile phone helplessly, and dialed Ji Mujue's number.

"Hello?" Ji Mujue on the other end of the phone answered softly: "Zhu Yi, what's wrong?"

Shang Zhuyi stubbornly refused to let the eager tears flow down just now, but when she heard Ji Mujue's voice, the grievance in her heart finally couldn't be suppressed, tears fell down patter; "Mujue, my son has a fever. "

Hearing this, Ji Mujue couldn't help becoming worried: "What? Did you take the child to the hospital?"

Now Shang Zhuyi was even more aggrieved: "I'm in the private hospital near the apartment, but it's already overcrowded, and we don't know when it's time to wait until the queue is over, woo woo woo... what should I do?"

Shang Zhuyi hadn't cried so wronged for a long time, and I don't know if it was because she suppressed it for too long, but this time she cried in a rhythm that was out of control.

Ji Mujue was worried about the child and Shang Zhuyi, so he couldn't sit still: "You send me the address, and I'll go there right away."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue hung up the phone.

While wiping his tears, Shang Zhuyi obediently sent the address to Ji Mujue. After a while, Ji Mujue walked in hurriedly. After seeing Shang Zhuyi, he walked over quickly, grabbed her wrist and said: " Come with me."

Shang Zhuyi staggered all the way and was pulled by Ji Mujue and stuffed into the car, he asked worriedly and confused: "Where are we going?"

While starting the car, Ji Mujue said softly: "I contacted a private doctor, and I'm already on my way to the old house. Let's go meet the doctor."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi didn't say anything more, hugged the child and nodded: "Okay."

Ji Mujue drove the car to fly close to the ground all the way, and rushed back to Ji's old house at high speed.

After getting out of the car, Shang Zhuyi didn't delay, and rushed to the old house with the child in his arms.

The doctor rushed to the old house first, and seeing Shang Zhuyi's anxious expression, he hurriedly greeted him, reached out his hand to catch Yizhu who had passed out, put him lightly on the sofa, picked up the medicine box, and started Diagnosed and treated.

Shang Zhuyi didn't dare to disturb the doctor, so he could only stand aside and watch worriedly. Seeing this, Ji Mujue came over, put his arms around her, and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly.

After a while, the doctor took out an injection and gave the child an intramuscular injection, then turned around to look at the anxious parent of the child, and said softly, "It's just a cold and fever, and I took antipyretic and anti-inflammatory injections, and soon The fever will come down, children, the illness will come and go quickly, don't worry."

Hearing what the doctor said, Shang Zhuyi finally felt relieved, and nodded gratefully at the doctor: "I'm sorry."

The doctor nodded modestly, then gave up the position next to the child to the parents of the child, and stood aside with the medicine box in hand.

Seeing this, Shang Zhuyi hurried up, looked distressed at the still flushed little face of the child, and raised his hand to touch it.

Ji Mujue was much calmer in comparison. After hearing that the child was fine, he felt relieved, turned to the helper and said, "Let the driver take the doctor back."

Hearing this, the maid nodded quickly, and then politely led the doctor away.

Ji Mujue walked slowly to Shang Zhuyi's side, put his arms around her shoulders, and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, kids, it's common to get sick and have a fever. If the doctor says you're fine, don't worry about it anymore. "

I don't know if Shang Zhuyi listened, but she nodded absent-mindedly, and then returned her worried gaze to her son's face.