After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

Qin Huan has always been like this, saying whatever he wants.

Meng Ning felt that the matter was over and didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't want to worry about it.

Huang Tian has a new life, a pair of lovely children, gains and losses, and she doesn't want to be stuck in the same place forever. She doesn't forgive Zhou Shiyu, but reconciles with her past self.

Only by letting go can you feel free.

Lin Xinru made progress and said: "Don't mention this irrelevant person to cause trouble for everyone. I just treat it as a blessing for future generations, and I don't bother to pay attention to those slanderous people."

Lin Xinru had been provoked by Zhou Shiyu before, but she didn't blame anyone. In the final analysis, it was not because she was stupid.

That's what Li Jianhua said about her.

"Hurry up and apply a facial mask on me. I also want to be beautiful. I will go back to Jiangzhou with Xiao Ling tomorrow." Huang Tian lay down and changed the subject.

None of the four women mentioned Zhou Shiyu.

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hospital.

It was already afternoon when Zhao Zijin woke up. After the operation, the anesthetic effect wore off and he woke up.

There was pain from the wound, which was very uncomfortable.

He opened his eyes and saw that Mr. Zhao, Zhao Jingchong and Zhao Jingde were both there, looking a little dazed.

The memories before coma flooded into his mind, and he remembered that in order to return to Beijing, he deliberately crashed the car and lost consciousness afterwards.

Now he doesn't know where it is, whether it is northwest or Beijing.

"Zijin, you're awake." Zhao Jingchong cried with joy and was very excited: "You're awake now. It scared dad to death. I'm only a son like you. What should I do if something happens to you?"

Zhao Jingchong had doubts about Zhao Zijin's life experience before, but Mr. Zhao's actions had already dispelled his doubts.

Mr. Zhao's eyes were full of self-blame: "Zijin, just wake up."

Everyone in the Zhao family felt uncomfortable when they thought that Zhao Zijin's legs were broken and he could only spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair at such a young age.

Zhao Zijin didn't know the news yet. He looked around and saw the high-rise buildings outside the window, and he was convinced that he was back in the familiar capital city.

"Grandpa, dad, uncle, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Grandpa, when I recover from my injury, I will return to the northwest. I will definitely make some achievements to satisfy grandpa." Zhao Zijin's voice was weak and he spoke slowly.

Of course, in addition to being seriously injured and struggling to speak, there is also another reason why he did it on purpose.

Now is a good time to act miserably. Even if he is seriously injured, he must continue to act. Only when he listens to Ma Liang's plan can he put down his pride and show the image of a weak person who knows his mistakes.

However, Zhao Jingchong's next words undoubtedly dragged Zhao Zijin into hell.

With tears of pity in his eyes, Zhao Jingchong said: "Why don't you go back to the northwest? You are in Beijing. Even if your legs are broken and you can't walk in the future, you still have dad here, and dad will be your legs from now on."

Hearing this, Zhao Zijin's pupils dilated and his eyes were full of horror. Only then did he realize that he seemed to have no feeling in his legs.

Zhao Zijin panicked. Regardless of his injuries, he reached out to touch his leg and found that he really had no feeling at all and could not move.

My legs are completely out of control.

"Dad, what's wrong with my leg?" Zhao Zijin's voice was mixed with fear, and he was a little emotionally broken.

Zhao Jingchong grabbed Zhao Zijin's hand to prevent him from hurting himself, and said: "You were injured too seriously and missed the best time for treatment. The doctor said your leg is paralyzed."

The word "paralyzed" was like a huge stone, pressing directly on Zhao Zijin's chest, making his whole body numb.

The next second, Zhao Zijin was grumpy: "My legs, no, I won't be paralyzed. Dad, grandpa, you lied to me, right? How could my legs be paralyzed?"

Zhao Zijin couldn't accept this fact and collapsed.

Mr. Zhao advised: "Zijin, please calm down first. Grandpa will find the best doctor to treat your leg. It will be fine."

The words were nothing but comfort.

Fu Yunxi said it couldn't be cured, so it just couldn't be cured.

"My legs, my legs." Zhao Zijin reached out and beat his legs, trying to feel a little bit, but there was none.

Zhao Zijin hurt himself angrily and pushed Zhao Jingchong and Zhao Jingde away. He moved too much, causing the wounds on his body to tear and blood soaking the gauze and sheets.

Mr. Zhao had to ask the doctor to come in and give Zhao Zijin a sedative to calm him down.