Lin Wenrui felt Ji Wanrong's gaze and felt panicked, but her attitude was very tough, "I have taken care of you since you were a child, but you have been playful since you were a child, and you don't even want to read the next page of a book, let alone a medical book. , you don’t know how to treat illnesses at all.”
If this old immortal is cured, everything within her reach will be in jeopardy.
She won't let Mrs. Ji have any chance of being cured!
"I cured Mo Jiecheng's illness. You said I didn't like reading before, but you really took care of me? You really understand..."
Ji Wanrong took his time and deliberately mentioned Mo Jiecheng's illness in order to tell Ji Chengde.
But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lin Wenrui, her voice was a bit sharp.
"Wan Rong, you don't know how to cure diseases at all. King Han was cured by you by mistake, so I didn't blame you. But the old lady is old and can't stand your games!"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Ji Chengde again: "Master Marquis, she can never heal the old lady!!"
"Ji Wanrong is originally unlucky and has the reputation of a disaster star. If you really let her cure her illness and she kills your grandmother, do you want to be drowned in the spit of everyone in the world?"
Listening to Lin Wenrui's sharp voice, there was a bit of aggression in her voice.
When Mo Jiecheng heard this, he frowned and looked at Lin Wenrui with puzzled eyes, his expression a little subtle.
Ji Chengde's eyes moved from Ji Wanrong to Mrs. Ji.
He seemed to be hesitating.
Lying on the hospital bed was his mother, and now someone said that she could be cured...
But that person is another ignorant evil star, Ji Wanrong.
Tonight, Wen Rui's attitude was a bit strange. She no longer spoke softly and loudly like before. It was as if he didn't recognize her anymore.
Ji Yunyao felt Ji Chengde's hesitation and spoke hurriedly and gently.
"Dad, grandma has been kind to you in raising you, and she used to control you a lot. Nanyang Marquis' family education is very strict, and Yun Yao has been affected by it a lot, so she has developed her current temperament and has received a lot of praise. Yao'er really can't I can't bear to see my grandmother lying on the bed every day."
"If I hadn't asked many miracle doctors to prescribe medicine for my grandmother before, and I was afraid that the medicines would conflict with each other, I would have let my sister try it based on what I said. What if my sister is really gifted and doesn't read medical books or learn from them? Can medical skills cure people?"
Hearing Ji Yunyao's words, Ji Wanrong almost sneered.
Her words seemed to be persuading Ji Chengde to let her treat the disease, but in fact, she was hinting to Ji Chengde that she had never understood medical skills.
Moreover, once upon a time, the miracle doctor prescribed a prescription, but if she tried it again, the properties of the medicine would conflict.
She even deliberately threatened Ji Chengde. If Mrs. Ji was really cured, with Mrs. Ji's tell-all character, the family tradition in the Nanyang Marquis Mansion would become stricter again, and she would even point fingers at everything Ji Chengde did.
Who would want to live a long life and still be controlled by their own mother?
Sure enough, when Ji Chengde heard this, his eyes immediately changed.
He glared at Ji Wanrong: "What medical skills do you know? What if you cured your grandmother to death?"
"You have been naughty since you were a child and don't like your grandmother's discipline. I think you just want to kill your grandmother on purpose! Do you still remember your identity? You are a evil star!"
Ji Wanrong stood there silently, feeling the boiling medicinal soup as it was sprinkled on her body and gradually cooled down.
Her expression became even colder, "You are making people feel disgusting."
Ji Chengde continued: "Pass my order. From now on, Ji Wanrong cannot take a step closer to Wutong Garden, lest he hurt the old lady!"
Ji Chengde's fragile and sensitive heart had just been touched by Ji Wanrong's words. After saying these words, he didn't want to look at Ji Wanrong or pay attention to Lin Wenrui anymore, so he turned around and left.
Lin Wenrui looked at Ji Chengde's face and remembered that he had just lost his composure, which made Ji Chengde a little dissatisfied.
With a flattering smile on her face, she hurriedly grabbed Ji Chengde's sleeve and was about to speak.
But Ji Chengde might have been offended by Ji Wanrong, and he even felt uncomfortable looking at Lin Wenrui, so he violently threw her hand away.
Ji Wanrong looked at the scene in front of him and raised his eyebrows in amusement.
Ji Chengde was good to Lin Wenrui because Lin Wenrui was obedient to him and tried every means to coax him. But what if they had a conflict later?
Ji Lingxiao, who was in the wheelchair, felt a little distressed in his eyes when he saw Ji Wanrong being splashed with soup.
"Rong'er, your clothes are wet. I have my mother's old clothes in the yard. Why don't you come back to the yard with me and change?"
Ji Wanrong lowered his eyes, stared at Ji Lingxiao's profile, and nodded.
It just so happened that she was going back to Ji Lingxiao's place to study carefully how to treat his leg.
As for Mrs. Ji...
If they don't let her treat the disease, she won't let them get their way.
Ji Wanrong turned her head to look in the direction of Mo Jiecheng. Before she could speak, Mo Jiecheng nodded.
She pushed the wheelchair and left the bedroom.
Before Ji Wanrong left the house, Ji Yunyao took a slight step forward and walked to Mo Jiecheng's side.
She raised her head slightly: "Brother Jiecheng, are you still willing to talk to me?"
She did not lower her voice, and her voice rang clearly in everyone's ears.
When Ji Wanrong heard it, Mo Jiecheng was silent for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of, but then he said in a deep voice: "Okay."
After hearing this, she didn't want to listen anymore.
I don't want to know what the two of them are talking about.
So Ji Wanrong quickened his pace and pushed Ji Lingxiao out of the yard.
After pushing Ji Lingxiao back to his yard, Ji Wanrong's tense posture relaxed slightly.
Ji Lingxiao's yard was empty, with only a few boys here and there.
All the martial arts training equipment had been moved away, and all the thresholds had been deliberately removed.
Ji Wanrong could tell that he had opened up a place dedicated to martial arts training in the past, but after his legs became disabled, Ji Lingxiao became depressed and never wanted to see anything related to martial arts training again.
When Ji Wanrong entered the house, he saw another scene.
Ji Lingxiao is a very strong person. After becoming disabled, both the bed and the table were modified to be very short. Even the basin and handkerchief were placed in a very low place.
He doesn't need anyone's help. He only needs to sit in a wheelchair to get what he needs. He can also climb onto the bed or wipe himself by himself.
Ji Wanrong felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.
After Ji Lingxiao returned to the house, he pushed his wheelchair and went to the wooden box next to the bed to look for clothes for Ji Wanrong.
"Rong'er, when my mother died of illness, I was still young. I only had a few pieces of clothing, and I don't know if they are the right size for you."
Ji Wanrong looked at the clothes he took out of the wooden box. They were folded neatly and looked clean, as if they were new.
She smiled slightly, feeling a little moved in her heart. She took the clothes from Ji Lingxiao's hand, measured the size, and then went to the penthouse next door to change out of her dirty clothes.
The material of this dress is excellent. Not only is it valuable, but it also shows that the owner of the dress has very good taste.
The hem of the skirt is embroidered with large swathes of red begonias, which actually reflect the sparkling light as you move.
After Ji Wanrong put on these clothes, she felt that the smell on the clothes felt familiar to her, and she felt an inexplicable peace of mind.
When she returned to Ji Lingxiao's house, she knocked gently on the door: "Brother, I have changed my clothes. I kept you waiting for a long time."
Ji Lingxiao heard the sound at the door and slowly turned his head. When he saw her appearance clearly, he froze in place again.
He stared at Ji Wanrong's face intently, panting heavily, and big tears rolled down from his eyes.
