The boss of the empire was blown up by me

"It may be worse than this!"

As she spoke, she raised her chin to him, pointed behind him, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Zhan, your little white flower seems to be injured? Don't you care about it?"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue subconsciously turned around, and sure enough, he saw Wen Shuning who was being carried out of the ambulance, and Yan Xijing whose head was bandaged.

Almost an instinctive reaction, when he saw Wen Shuning lying on the stretcher, he walked over quickly.

An Xiaoqi looked at his back, the corners of her lips became even more ruthless.

What a dirty eye!
An Xiaoqi was not at all interested in why Wen Shuning and Yan Xijing were injured at the same time and were sent to the hospital by ambulance.

She is back in the ward.

……

That end, the emergency room.

Zhan Xijue looked at Yan Xijing who only had a slight concussion, and asked him with a cold face: "What happened?"

"What else could it be? A car accident."

"Is Shuning seriously injured?"

The scene half an hour ago is vivid in my mind.

At that time, a van suddenly bumped into him from the opposite side, and he couldn't dodge it in time. When he braked suddenly, Wen Shuning, who was in the co-pilot, suddenly got up and hugged her, and raised him to block her.

At that time, Wen Shuning fell into a coma!

Yan Xijing lit a cigarette, smoked for a while, and then said: "Heavier than me, I fell into a coma at that time."

Zhan Xijue didn't speak, his eyes became colder and colder.

He was also about to light a cigarette, but was stopped by a nurse who suddenly appeared here: "Smoking is prohibited in the hospital, and offenders will be fined!"

Yan Xijing also pinched a cigarette, and the two big men sat on the bench facing each other, looking at the emergency room expressionlessly.

I don't know who started it, and the two of them chatted casually.

"Did you and Shu Ning hook up before I broke up with her, or after we broke up?"

Yan Xijing raised her eyebrows, and said calmly:
"What? What's the difference? When she was with me, you dug her out of my bed. Before she became your girlfriend for more than two years, she fucked me all the time. Is there any difference between what you do and doing it with me after you become your girlfriend?"

"Anyway, you are a wilt, she is a normal woman, how can she have no needs?"

Zhan Xijue thought he would be very angry, but it was strange that he only had a little bit of small waves, but no big ups and downs.

He didn't speak for a while, and Yan Xijing also called at this time.

Don't miss it.

Yan Xijing didn't want to accept it.

Bye.

But 5 minutes later, Mo Nian, who was also in the hospital, came over.

Yan Xijing looked at the woman in hospital gown, her face was a little pale, but her eye circles were red.

She should be very nervous about him. As soon as she saw him, she anxiously asked about his injuries: "I didn't know you were in a car accident until I called your driver? What did the doctor say? Does it matter? The bandage on your head is leaking." Blood, why not let the doctor arrange hospitalization?"

Yan Xijing couldn't tell how she felt about the wife in front of her.

It is the kind of dispensable existence.

In the past, he felt that he could get along with Mo Nian. Anyway, Mrs. Yan was the same as everyone else. Anyway, he didn't love her, it was just a decoration.

But now, because Wen Shuning suddenly wanted to protect him regardless of the fear of his own life, there was a little bit of turmoil in his heart.

He suddenly felt that Mrs. Yan's position, even if it was vacant, could not be given to a woman he didn't love.

Therefore, almost at the moment when Mo Nian's voice fell, Yan Xijing answered the wrong question: "Mo Nian, find some time, let's go through the divorce procedures."

After the sound fell, all the expressions on Mo Nian's face that were still worried about Yan Xijing's injury froze in his eyes.

She had always known that their marriage had many problems and was tepid, but this man never said a single word about divorce to her.

From their marriage to the present, they have never turned their faces, never quarreled, and even respected each other as guests. A man treats her with more respect than a distinguished guest.

However, at this time, he filed for divorce.

Mo Nian licked the corners of his pale lips, and smiled a little forcedly: "Xijing, are you joking? This joke is not funny at all."

Yan Xijing interrupted her: "No." After a pause, "I wanted to mention it a long time ago. But when I thought about it, your leg disease was caused by my youth and ignorance, and seeing you alone immersed in the aftermath of marriage In happiness, I feel that you are very pitiful, so I have endured until now."

Mo Nian laughed when she heard this, but her smile was mostly ironic.

"So, you agreed to marry the two families because you pitied me?"

Yan Xijing nodded realistically: "Otherwise? You have bad legs and feet. Who in the circle is willing to marry a woman with bad legs who is as tall as a log as a wife? Even if you want to, but as an elder in the family Most likely don't want a disabled daughter-in-law either. After all, the reputation is too bad to spread."

After the sound fell, Mo Nian slapped him directly on the cheek.

Even though she knew that he didn't love him, she never expected that he would say such harsh words to her.

Her slap didn't use much force, because she was reluctant to slap him for fear of hurting him.

However, there was quite a stir in Yan Xijing's heart.

He thought she would cry and say something she didn't want to say, but...

There was shock in his eyes, and he even took some new perspectives, looking at the woman in front of him again.

She is not as glamorous as Wen Shuning, nor is she as exquisite as An Xiaoqi, but she has a good temperament. The kind of poetic and bookish temperament is not mixed with any impurities. It's top-notch, and when it's thrown into the crowd, it's still red, and it's very eye-catching.

Originally thought to be a woman from IKEA IKEA, she raised her paws and it hurts to scratch someone.

He heard her say calmly: "A lot of economic interests were involved behind the marriage of the two families, and of course I did not exclude my love for you. Now that you propose divorce, even if I agree, please be careful about the two families. As long as you can give the two elders a reasonable explanation, I have no objection to divorce."

Speaking of this, she looked at him with disappointment for a while, and suddenly smiled pitifully:

"Of course, Yan Xijing, with all due respect, even if we succeed in getting a divorce, you and Miss Wen won't be able to get together. If nothing else, she won't be able to pass the father-in-law's test."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

……

Wen Shuning woke up half an hour later.

The injury was actually not serious, a concussion and a broken leg.

After the doctor gave the diagnosis result, both Yan Xijing and Zhan Xijue breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of Yan Xijing's presence, Wen Shuning naturally stayed in the best ward.

Yan Xijing went to get medicine for Wen Shuning, while Zhan Xijue stayed with her in her ward for a while.

Fractures are naturally painful.

At this time, Wen Shuning's face was pale from the pain, with tears in her eyes, she kept asking the orthopedic hospital if there was anything wrong with her leg, whether it could fully recover, how long it would take to recover, and whether it would delay her performance at the National Center for the Performing Arts at the end of the year .

The orthopedic doctor analyzed objectively: "If you cooperate with the treatment as much as possible, you can basically recover completely, but your muscles and bones will only be injured for a hundred days. If you just play the violin and don't dance, it will have little impact on your performance at the end of the year."

After hearing this, Wen Shuning felt a little more at ease, but she still couldn't bear the pain caused by the fracture, so she asked the doctor if he could give her anesthesia or take a painkiller.

But the doctor's answer made her give up anesthesia and painkillers.

"Miss Wen, whether it's anesthesia or painkillers, they can temporarily relieve physical pain, and these drugs are very harmful to the body itself. We suggest that if you can bear it, you'd better bear it."

Wen Shuning chose to endure.

After the orthopedic doctor left the ward, Zhan Xijue poured her a glass of water.

Wen Shuning asked him if he could feed her on the grounds of pain.

Zhan Xijue did not refuse, and half knelt on the edge of the hospital bed to feed her half a glass of water.

After Wen Shuning drank the water, she looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her, with a trace of moisture in her eyes, she pursed her lips, and said, "Ah Jue, you still have feelings for me, don't you?"

When she said this, she stretched out a beautiful hand to touch Xijue Zhan's thick black eyebrows, and murmured: "You obviously care about me..."

Her fingers were very soft and soft, which aroused some pity from Zhan Xijue.

After all, the two had indeed talked about their relationship for two years. Just after they broke up, their ex-girlfriend had a car accident. Zhan Xijue couldn't really ignore it.

Of course, regarding Wen Shuning's tentative flattery, he directly said mercilessly: "We have already broken up, and I don't have the habit of turning back."