Chapter 1150

"I hear she's back?"

Ji Jinchuan looked down at the wedding ring between his fingers, gently rubbed two times, and his voice was low and gentle: "yes."

Ji Wenqing looks at the man's handsome face. Shen Youran has been in prison and disappeared in the past five years. She knows exactly how he came.

Especially after Shen Youran disappeared, he was even more crazy than when he lost Fang Yaqing. He just paralyzed himself with work and alcohol.

Even once at a dinner party, he even drank and vomited blood on the spot and fainted in the past.

The doctor examined and said there was a serious gastric ulcer.

To this end, Xie suling found her, she asked to help persuade.

She still remembers that at that time, he pointed to his heart in pain and said to her, "Auntie, only in this way can I not think about her, and make this empty place painless."

So proud of the man, the face haggard decadent, which also like the high spirited person in the mall.

That is probably the most embarrassing Ji Jinchuan she has ever seen.

"What are you going to do?" she asked

Ji Jinchuan some trance, a moment, low slow opening: "if there is no her, this life is probably like this."

Ji Wenqing looks at him with astonishment. What he means is that if Shen Youran doesn't go back to Ji's home, he will be alone all his life?

Although she is her nephew, Ji Wenqing thinks that he did too much at that time.

She said faintly: "in those days you should not have treated her like that. If it were me, I would not have forgiven you."

Ji Jinchuan lights a cigarette, the blue and white smoke diffuses in his eyebrows. He stares at the autumn chrysanthemum in front of him, and his eyes are deep and deep.

There was silence for a while, and he said, "Auntie, when she asked you for help, it was because you sympathized with her situation. Now what if I were the one?"

Ji Wenqing hit the nail on the head: "you are not worthy of sympathy, because it is you who suffered."

Smell speech, Ji Jinchuan low smile up, smoke choked in his throat, he coughed fiercely two times, heart more and more uncomfortable: "yes, I deserve it."

Such he, Ji Wenqing looks at really is not used to.

Ji Jinchuan took another deep puff of smoke. The smell of nicotine flowed from his throat to his lungs. His chest hurt a little bit. He raised his hand and pressed it: "a person like me deserves to live a lonely life."

Ji Wenqing looked at his bad face and moved his lips: "I've heard that she is Mrs. Lin now and has a new life. Don't disturb her any more. Live your own life and live a good life."

Ji Jinchuan's thin lips moved for a moment, his dark voice was full of fatigue, and the bloody smell in his throat came up and was forced down by him. The smoke between his fingers fell to the ground, and the scattered ashes and mud mixed together.

"Jinchuan, what's wrong with you?" Season warm feeling sees his is not right, see his facial expression more and more bad, rub a stand up, quickly step forward, "what's the matter with you?"

Ji Jinchuan opened his lips, and the word "nothing" didn't come out. A mouthful of blood gushed out. Ji Wenqing panicked on the spot.

Finally, Ji Jinchuan was sent to the hospital with severe gastric ulcer, which was his second time vomiting blood.

The doctor repeatedly told Ji Wenqing: "he must eat on time, stop smoking and drinking, and don't eat spicy and exciting things. Otherwise, if it goes on like this, he won't be sent to the hospital, but he will be sent to the funeral home directly."

This doctor is an old expert. The first time Ji Jinchuan vomited blood and sent him to the hospital.

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