Chapter 178 Chapter 178: Ten Thousand Tons of Vinegar Is Coming to Shi Jin

The Tianbei Hospital caused a fire in the hospital, and the Internet news appeared within an hour.

At 9:20, there were seven missed calls in Shi Jin's mobile phone, all from Jiang Jiusheng, and he dialed back immediately.

After just ringing, Jiang Jiusheng answered: "Why don't you answer the phone!"

The tone was very urgent, with anger.

Shi Jin stood by the door of the car, covering the handset of the mobile phone with his hand, separating the noise from the road: "What's wrong?"

"You scared me to death." Her tone was full of palpitations, like the tight nerves suddenly loosened, and her voice trembled.

Shi Jin lowered his voice and took comfort: "Don't worry, Shengsheng, you say slowly."

She slowed down and regained her calm: "There was a fire in the hospital and you couldn't get through the phone. I'm afraid you have an accident."

Shi Jin was stunned for a moment, and then his lips were light, and the joy of being missed by her in the tone of her voice was hard to hide: "The phone was just put in the car and I didn't hear it."

There are faint noises on the phone.

"Are you outside?" Jiang Jiusheng asked.

Shi Jin returned: "Well, I'm picking someone up."

"Who to pick?"

He thought about it: "Little uncle."

Jiang Jiusheng froze: "..."

At this time, the boy next to the car came over, still carrying a big travel bag, and said to Shi Jin, "I will pick it up."

The speed of speech is very slow. When talking, Mu Ne is mechanical and is Jiang Jinyu.

Shi Jin hesitated and gave him the phone.

Jiang Jinyu turned his back, and his speech was still very slow, but he was no longer lifeless, and brought a little inaudible caper: "Sister, it is me, Jin Yu."

Jiang Jiusheng was obviously shocked: "Where are you?"

He replied: "Jiangbei Airport."

"Here he came alone?"

"Well," after a few seconds, Jiang Jinyu added, "come to you."

The answer is very short, he is still not fit to say a lot of words, almost every word, but the expression is very clear.

Jiang Jiusheng's tone could not help but sink a little: "Is there any discomfort?"

He has a slight social fear and will fear the crowd.

It's too hard to come out alone.

When the teenager replied, he was very clever: "No." He paused for a moment and said a little, "Lost." His head was all sweaty, and his eyes were red now.

Lied.

He was still afraid of the crowd, especially uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but could not worry his sister.

Jiang Jiusheng asked again: "Why didn't you call me?" She called Shi Jin.

Jiang Jinyu thought for a while: "Brother-in-law," he looked at Shi Jin and said a word, "Idle."

Shi Jin: "..."

He had surgery all morning, and he found several doctors on his behalf.

idle?

Irritable, trying to twist his head.

When getting in the car, Shi Jin wore a Bluetooth headset and drove while talking to Jiang Jiusheng about Jiang Jinyu's accommodation.

She wanted Jiang Jinyu to go to Yujing Yinwan and live with her.

Shi Jin wanted to twist his head even more, refused to think, "No."

Jiang Jiusheng tried to negotiate: "Shi Jin--"

He interrupted indiscriminately: "stay in a hotel."

Jiang Jiusheng was silent for a moment, without contention, and said quietly: "Then I will stay in the hotel with Jin Yu."

Shi Jin's tone was firm: "No."

His meaning is very clear. The two-person world is never allowed to intervene. There is already a Jiang Bomei who is annoying every day. How can he tolerate the second one.

Normally Jiang Jiusheng basically responded to Shi Jin, but this time, the exception was: "Jin Yu has autism and he cannot be left alone."

Shi Jin raised his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror.

In the back seat, the young boy sitting upright was staring at him, very viciously, with an expression that wished to grab the phone.

Shi Jin condensed the thin light in his eyes: "Sheng Sheng, your brother is not an ordinary autism." At least, his IQ is very high, there is no language barrier, no cognitive errors, but he is not willing to communicate.

Shi Jin was sure that it was the acquired environment that caused him to close himself without any defect in ability.

Jiang Jiusheng's tone softened and gave up the argument: "If you don't let him live with us," she said calmly, "Shi Jin, then you live alone."

"..."

I can't compete with her, I am afraid she is not happy, I am afraid she is angry.

After a few seconds of silence, Shi Jin's eyes cleared, his tongue tipped his top molars, and there was a shadow between his eyebrows: "I listen to you."

The teenager in the back seat hooked his lips and was proud.

Shi Jin felt that his family might have forgotten, that he was mentally ill, and he didn't let him go. Along the way, he was extremely irritable, and the car drove quickly. He didn't speak a word with the teenager in the back seat. The air pressure was abnormally low throughout the car.

Jiang Jiusheng returned to Yujing Yinwan in the evening. When the door opened, the room was dim and the lights were not turned on. If in the past, Shi Jinding would come over to help her get her shoes and kiss her, and Jiang Bomei would follow. Shake your head.

However, there was no movement today.

Jiang Jiusheng turned on the light in the living room and saw Shi Jin sitting on the sofa, with a cold face, Bo Mei lying far away, trembling, opposite the sofa, the teenager sat straight, heard the sound, and immediately turned back and smiled at her laugh.

Jiang Jiusheng yelled Jiang Jinyu, he stood up, and went to her obediently, Jiang Bomei also waved her tail excitedly twice at her.

However, Shi Jin's lines didn't move, and the shadows between her eyebrows were still there.

Rarely, the good-tempered Shi Jin had trouble with her, completely ignoring the usual gentleman's cultivation.

Jiang Jiusheng was funny and walked over: "What's wrong?"

Not as gentle and patient as usual, Shi Jin's words contained accusations: "Your younger brother has very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Jiang Jiusheng noticed that the furnishings at home had moved.

"I don't have it." While talking, Jiang Jinyu went to the entrance and put the shoes she had just replaced into the shoe cabinet, neatly arranged, from large to small, and arranged them in order.

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She checked a little information, and some people with autism have other symptoms besides social and language barriers, such as repeating one thing, such as focusing on something, such as hyperactivity, such as compulsion.

Jiang Jiusheng deliberately diverted the topic and asked Jiang Jinyu: "What do you want to eat at night?"

He seemed to be in a good mood and answered quickly: "Fish."

Jiang Bomei also made a loud cry, as if he liked Jin Yu very much, and he was very excited to shake his head and turn around.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and leaned over, holding Shi Jin's hand: "Go to the supermarket and buy fish."

He gloomed a little under his eyes, got up and grabbed Jiang Jiusheng, helped her take the bag, looked up at Jiang Jinyu, with a command in his tone: "Don't move that bookcase."

The built-in bookcase in the living room is basically the book of Shi Jin, arranged according to the English alphabet. Jiang Jinyu stared at the bookcase eight times since he entered the room.

Shi Jin understands psychology and knows what he wants to do.

Because there were many people outside, Jiang Jinyu and Bo Mei were guarding at home. Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng out, and half an hour later, the two returned from the supermarket. The book in the bookcase--

Sure enough, all rearranged, according to the size of the book, from small to large, in order.

Shi Jin's lips turned into a stiff line, his eyebrows twisted, and his eyes were dark and ups and downs, and he held back his emotions: "I clearly said that the bookcase should not be moved."

Jiang Jinyu sat in the hanging basket chair, bowed his head, and apologized: "I'm sorry." The teenager didn't have an expression, "I didn't hold back."

Shi Jin: "..."

Shengsheng's younger brother cannot fight again.

He dropped the shopping bag in his hand: "Sheng Sheng, I don't want to cook today."

Jiang Jiusheng was stunned.

The sky was gone, and the doctor who had always been a gentleman in her family actually played a role. Obviously, Shi Jin and Jin Yu's aura were in conflict.

Jiang Jiusheng felt that he could no longer stimulate Shi Jin: "Then I will do it."

She lifted the shopping bag and went to the kitchen.

In less than three minutes, Shi Jin went to the kitchen, took off the apron she had just tied, and her face was still cloudy: "You go out."

Jiang Jiusheng laughed dumbly, said nothing, and walked out, but when he stepped out, Shi Jin pulled her again.

He hugged her in one hand, his voice was low, and he was dull with a sense of difficulty: "I'm not in a good mood, you coax me, I'm afraid I will lose my temper if I can't control it."

He was n’t talking about playing. He was very anxious and wanted to smash things. A Jiang Jinyu, who distracted her too much attention, could n’t stand it, and became crazy. The beast in his heart had been nibbling at his patience and reason.

Almost the command: "Sheng Sheng, kiss me."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything, as he wished, hooked his neck and put his lips together.

Shi Jin directly pressed her on the cupboard.

The next day, the sun rose early, the sun in early spring was a faint warm color, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it fell orange.

Wen Shuning raised his head and put down the coffee in his hand: "You finally come to see me."

Lin Anzhi stood next to the door, a long distance away. He was dust-free and did not have any opening remarks at the moment. He said: "I will take a break. All the contracts for advertisements and scripts will be terminated. I will ask a lawyer to talk to you about compensation. "

Every word sounded loudly without any hesitation.

The smile on Wen Shuning's face suddenly froze: "What do you mean?"

Far away, his eyes are far away, like the mountains and rivers, it is very cold and thin, he bites heavily: "I will follow you later," there is a little bit of fire in the cold eyes, paused, the words Tough, "It has nothing to do with your family."

Ah.

He came to draw the line.

Wen Shuning sneered, and said slowly: "Stop the Starway? Don't the Wenjia's Ronghua?" It seemed funny, taunting, "Just for a Mo Bing?"

He didn't have a single explanation, and he was absolutely compelling in his eyes: "If you have any dissatisfaction, they are all directed at me."

In those eyes, there was murderousness, there was monstrous hatred, and there was ruthlessness that could not destroy the world.

It ’s just Mo Bing, he does n’t want to die.

"Lin Anzhi!" In her tone, she was all unwilling and unwilling to give up.

Lin Anzhi turned a deaf ear and turned away.

Wen Shuning got up and stared at Lin Anzhi, shouting at Lin Anzhi's back: "Don't think about it! If you want to make me go back, I disagree! I don't agree!"

Without looking back, he walked out of the office.

"Boom--"

The coffee cup smashed to the ground and she shouted in anger.

She did so much, and still couldn't keep him. Even, he had never looked at her squarely, even if it was a glance, from beginning to end, it was her wishful thinking that led to a crazy unicorn play.

She has jumped into the abyss, how can they be alone.

She sat down, trembling, and dialed the inside line: "Send something to reporter Liu of Tianyu Daily."

"Okay, Mr. Wen."

Hanging up the phone, Wen Shuning leaned on the boss ’chair and looked at the dazzling light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, her eyes turned red. She smiled and could n’t love her, then hate her. …

The sun was just right, slightly glaring eyes, the wind blowing in the face, a slight coolness wrapped in the slight warmth.

Lin Anzhi held the steering wheel with one hand and pressed Mo Bing's number.

"An Zhi."

His lips curled: "What are you doing?"

Mo Bing seemed to be in a good mood and his tone was relaxed: "Apply for discharge."

Lin An's brow furrowed slightly: "Don't leave the hospital, I don't worry about you and your baby."

She smiled and said in a lazy tone: "We are all very good, we have accumulated a lot of work and can no longer be consumed in the hospital."

He thought for a moment and suggested: "Can't take maternity leave in advance?"

"The baby is more than two months old. How could there be such early maternity leave." Mo Bing joked, "I still have to make milk powder."

Lin Anzhi took it seriously, and the tone was very serious: "I'm raising you."

Mo Bing laughed lowly and teased: "Mr. Lin, you seem to have lost your job."

He paused: "Then raise me."

She was good at her: "Okay."

He is indeed unemployed.

It is estimated that Xiying will be announced tomorrow. They said yes. He quit Warner and does whatever he wants, as long as he stays away from the Wen family. Mo Bing wants him to be behind the scenes, but his plan is simple. It doesn't matter where he is. It doesn't matter what he does. It's better to be a freelancer. He can follow Mo Bing from south to north, and he doesn't want to see him all the time. He even considered going to Jiang Jiusheng as an assistant. In that case, Mo Bing could basically be seen every day.

Of course, Mo Bing rejected the proposal that sounded bold and casual.

Lin Anzhi raised the speed: "I used to pick you up and wait for me."

"it is good."

They all made an appointment, and spent one night thinking about the future behind the loess and bones, but it was still unpredictable.

Before Mo Bing waited for Lin Anzhi, the reporter came first and surrounded the gates of the entire Tianbei Hospital, like a pack of wolves waiting for the rabbits. When she saw her, she flew up wildly, her eyes flashing with excitement, like She will be swallowed alive.

Mo Bing didn't even have time to retreat, he was cut off the back road, and a pair of push hands holding the pickup microphone reached her, pressing tightly.

"Miss Mo Bing, when did you and Emperor Lin begin to communicate?"

"Do you know that Lin Yingdi has a girlfriend?"

"Do you have anything to explain about the report that says you are a third party?"

She couldn't speak a word, but the camera equipment was getting closer and closer, her head dizzy, and her ears were chattering. The mouths that she could not explain at all were as aggressive as **** mouths.

"When did you get involved in their feelings?"

"Does President Wenner of Warner know your relationship with Emperor Lin?"

"What's the problem with you being in the hospital for so long? Are you pregnant?"

"..."

She was crumbling, her ears were buzzing and tinnitus, and her abdomen was sore. She covered her stomach, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground softly.

After a moment of consternation, the enclosed crowd immediately rioted and shoved their crowds together. They rushed to Mo Bing, who collapsed on the ground, and the media outside could not wait to pounce on the whole and get first-hand information.

Pushing so hard, I don't know who stumbled first, and then the whole scene got out of control, trampled, crowded, and a wave of hustle and cross-talk overshadowed.

The people on the ground murmured.

help me……

The weak and powerless two were annihilated in a noisy noise.

The wheels quickly scratched the ground, rubbing all the way in the indentation, the black Bentley stopped at the door of the hospital, the people in the car got out of the panic and ran past like crazy.

"Mo Bing!"

Lin Anzhi.

After all, he came a little late, and Jiang Jiusheng held him, his eyes full of cold stars: "You can't pass."

His shoulders were trembling violently, he retracted his feet, squatted slowly, punched the ground, and the back of his hand was suddenly bloody.

Jiang Jiusheng took off the mask directly and ran over without delay. She used the roughest method to kick off the outsiders with a roundabout kick: "You **** get away!"

The lens twisted, and a pair of pupils eager to try looked towards the back.

It is Jiang Jiusheng.

She has never been surprised, like a lion whose head has been angered, her fist wrapped in a coat, if she can't push the crowd away, she will directly start her mania, and she can't do it. She just pulls a path through the crowd.

When she looked at Mo Bing on the ground, the whole person's face was heavy, and shouted Yu Wen: "Photographed all of their faces. If there is something wrong with Mo Bing, I won't let anyone go."

Later, Yu Wen's charge commanded the accompanying secretary, saying in one sentence, punching someone with her fist raised.

Oh shit.

Damn it!

The scene was extremely confusing, and the insults and arguments were deafening.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't take care of that much and helped Mo Bing: "Mo Bing, Mo Bing."

After a few cries, there was no response. Mo Bing hugged his stomach and his face was as white as paper. Jiang Jiusheng immediately picked her up and saw that there was a small pool of blood stains on the ground.

Jiang Jiusheng panicked and shouted to Yuwen: "Call the doctor, call the doctor!"

Yuwen rushed into the hospital lobby.

"Sheng Sheng,"

Mo Bing opened her eyes and her eyes were bleak. She raised her hand and had blood on her fingertips, pulling Jiang Jiusheng's sleeve: "Help me ..."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded vigorously, covered Mo Bing with his coat, hugged her, and flashed her eyes: "No shot!" She held Mo Bing and squeezed out hard, "Go away! You all go away!" "

The reporter not only refused to let go, but also approached to take a picture, chattering in his mouth, all questioning and condemning.

Under the guise of restoring the truth, he was doing the most destructive act of conscience. In the eyes of a pair of polished eyes, there is only greed, only caper and desire.

Scum!

Jiang Jiusheng kicked the nearest camera without waiting for the middle-aged reporter to make a call. She shouted to the accompanying secretary of Yuwen Chong, with a high-pitched tone and a loud voice: "Mingyu, put their camera, recorder, and any other All devices that can record communications have been smashed, and no memory card can be left. "

Wen Shuning preemptively exposed the photos of Mo Bing and Lin Anzhi, and has already seized the opportunity. Today's thing is that no one photo can flow out.

Hu Mingyu immediately realized that he ordered the bodyguards of his peers, smashed, and smashed all!

Where is the reporter's media willing to stand, standing at the commanding heights of morality, blaming and scolding accusations, while protecting the 'primary materials' in his hand.

Hu Mingyu practiced judo for a few years, his temperament was tougher, his fists were more rigid, he did not pay anything, he played directly, and the pretexts were all well thought out. The reporter gathered to attack the innocent people.

For a time, screaming again and again.

"Anyone who doesn't want to come to me," Jiang Jiusheng put Mo Bing on the first-aid cart. His eyes were cold, leaving only one sentence, "Even if you don't come, I will find you one by one."

Leaving a word, Jiang Jiusheng followed the car to the emergency room.

After the rest of the stall, Yu Wen charged to collect it, and after solving the monitoring problem, he directly called the police.

Before the police came, dozens of media were squatting in the hospital, and every mouth was plausible, blocking the entrance of the hospital so that the water could not be leaked.

After about twenty minutes, an ambulance stopped at the door of the hospital, and the medical staff on the car came down. When they saw the people at the door, they shouted anxiously: "Give up! First aid!"

"Get out!"

"Fuck it all!"

After scolding all the people away, the medical staff pressed the patient's gurgling wound and said to the corresponding doctor: "Dr. Cui, immediately preparing for surgery, there are two patients, a car accident, a heart and pericardial injury , A spleen ruptured, notify the anesthesiology department, general surgery, and extracardiac. "

Twenty minutes later, Mo Bing left the emergency room and transferred to the general ward.

When she woke up, Lin Anzhi was staying at the head of the bed. She subconsciously touched her belly, and her voice was almost hoarse.

"What about the child?" She stared straight at him.

He held her hand, his eyes were flushed, his lips were bitten by him, and he was embarrassed again. He said, "Mo Bing, you rest first."

Mo Bing shouted to him: "How is the child?"

Lin Anzhi lowered her eyes, buried her head in her palms, and rolled down her hot tears: "There will be more in the future, and we will have many children in the future."

She was stunned for a long time, the temperature in her eyes chilled little by little, withdrew her hand without crying, turned her head, and looked at him quietly: "I don't want to blame you, but," she paused, and Mu Nong spoke mechanically , Eyes are empty, no shadow can be reflected in, "Don't let me see you for the time being, I feel uncomfortable."

Lin Anzhi looked at her for a long time, got up, walked out of the ward with an arched back, every step was like walking on the tip of a knife and staggering.

Outside the ward, Jiang Jiusheng raised his head and saw Lin Anzhi, raising his hand with a slap: "Don't come to stimulate her again."

Lin Anzhi was fixed, his eyes were blank.

Jiang Jiusheng still had a cigarette in his hand, did not ignite it, and remained silent for a long time, suppressing his voice: "I just sent two car accident patients, who are Mo Bing's parents."

It is very important that the plot of this chapter is slightly novel. If any of you are journalists, remember not to be such a frenzied reporter. In order to break the point, human nature is not necessary.

(End of this chapter)