Chapter 938
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That feeling was like a cup of milk tea, warming him up.
Just as he reached the hospital, Lin Li called.
He picked it up.
Lin Li hadn't expected the President to agree. "How do I send you the video?"
Ji You replied, "WeChat."
Lin Li replied, "Okay."
Ji You replied, "Thank you."
Lin Li said coldly, "The President means that I don't have the authority to make any decisions. If you want to thank someone, thank the President."
Ji You replied, "Mm," and hung up.
Soon, the WeChat notification sounded.
He glanced at it and saw that it was a video. His eyes were dark as ink as he entered the hospital and headed towards the emergency room.
When he arrived, he glanced at Feng Wan. He knew her number and added her on WeChat.
Feng Wan agreed.
Ji You sent a video.
Feng Wan clicked on it and saw that it was Ji Rong!
It was indeed her son, Ji Rong.
She looked at it for a long time before looking up at Ji You. "Do you think you can walk out of here today?"
Ji You smiled, his eyes narrowed. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Since I'm here, I'm not afraid of death. Let me tell you, if I die, your son will die with me."
Feng Wan looked at Ji You for a while. "Ji Yun won't die."
Ji You replied, "This better be the case."
After a while, the doctor came out. "Uncle Rong, Senior Ji is fine for now but you still have to take care of his health. It won't be good if this goes on."
Uncle Rong replied, "Got it."
He heaved a sigh of relief.
Ji Yun saw the nurse push Ji Yun out and turned to walk into the washroom. He lit a cigarette and stood by the window to smoke.
After Uncle Rong sent Ji Yun to the ward.
Ji You finished his cigarette and left the hospital. He returned to the Ji family and tidied up the clothes in his closet. He found all the clothes that Feng Yan had given him and put them in a bag. He went out in the middle of the night and threw them into the bin.
Just as he turned around, he saw Feng Yan standing behind him, staring at him bitterly.
Feng Yan's eyes were red. "Ji You, can you really forget about our past?"
Ji You coldly walked past her and entered the room.
Feng Yan tried to grab his hand, but Ji You dodged.
Feng Yan followed him, crying. "I know how to save Uncle Ji. If I can save him, can we be together again?"
Ji You stopped in his tracks and turned back to look at Feng Yan. "Can you really save him?"
Feng Yan nodded and burst into tears. "I know!"
Ji You chuckled and walked over to Feng Yan. He lowered his head and looked at her. "Get back together?"
Feng Yan bit her lip. "Ji You, I love you!"
Ji You stood there, looking at Feng Yan as if he had heard a joke. His thin lips curved into a cold smile. "Do you think Ji Yun is that important?"
Feng Yan bit her lips.
Ji You's eyes darkened. "What does his life or death have to do with me? I came back to take back what belongs to me."
With that, he went upstairs and returned to his room.
Feng Yan stood there in a daze. She had never thought that it would be useless.
Ji You went back to the bedroom and closed the door. He lay on the bed. The darkness in his eyes did not dissipate. He lit a cigarette and took a puff.
Did he really think that Ji Yun could be his weakness?
What right did Ji Yun have?
Even if Ji Yun died, he would not shed a tear for Ji Yun. He would not mourn for him for a day.
Ji Yun was not worthy of his forgiveness.
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