My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

A fire broke out in Tianbei Hospital, and within an hour it was on the Internet news.

At nine-twenty, there were seven missed calls on Shi Jin's cell phone, all from Jiang Jiusheng. He dialed back immediately.

It only rang once before Jiang Jiusheng answered: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

The tone was urgent and sullen.

Shi Jin stood by the car door, covering the receiver of his mobile phone with his hand to block out the noise on the road: "What's wrong?"

"You scared me to death." Her tone was full of lingering fear, as if a tense nerve suddenly relaxed, and her voice trembled slightly.

Shi Jin lowered his voice and said reassuringly: "There's no rush, Shengsheng, please speak slowly."

She slowed down and regained her composure: "There's a fire in the hospital. You can't get through on the phone. I'm afraid something will happen to you."

Shi Jin was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips, and couldn't hide the joy of being missed by her in his tone: "I just put my phone in the car, so I didn't hear it."

There was a lot of traffic, and the phone was still vaguely noisy.

"Are you outside?" Jiang Jiusheng asked.

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

"Who to pick up?"

He thought for a while: "Brother-in-law."

Jiang Jiusheng was stunned: "..."

At this time, the young man next to the car came over, carrying a large travel bag, and said to Shi Jin, "I'll pick it up."

He spoke very slowly, and his words were wooden and mechanical. It was Jiang Jinyu.

Shi Jin hesitated and gave him the phone.

Jiang Jinyu turned his back, and his speaking speed was still very slow, but no longer lifeless, with a hint of inaudible excitement: "Sister, it's me, Jin Yu."

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

He replied: "Jiangbei Airport."

"Come alone?"

"Well," Jiang Jinyu added after a few seconds, "I came to find you."

The answer was very brief. He was not used to speaking a lot yet. He spoke almost every word, but his expression was very clear.

Jiang Jiusheng's tone couldn't help but become a little more serious: "Are you feeling unwell?"

He has mild social anxiety and is afraid of crowds.

Going out alone is too much.

When the boy replied, he was very obedient: "No." He paused, a little surprised, and said, "I'm lost." His head was covered with sweat, and his eyes were still red.

Lie.

He was still afraid of crowds and was particularly uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but he couldn't let his sister worry.

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

Jiang Jinyu thought for a moment: "Brother-in-law," he glanced at Shi Jin and said one word, "Free."

Shi Jin: "..."

He spent the whole morning operating and found several doctors to take his place.

idle?

I'm irritable and want to screw people's heads.

After getting in the car, Shi Jin put on Bluetooth headphones and while driving, she talked with Jiang Jiusheng about Jiang Jinyu's accommodation.

She wanted Jiang Jinyu to go to Yujingyinwan and live with her.

Shi Jin wanted to twist his head even more, but without thinking, he refused: "No."

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

He interrupted without explanation: "Stay in a hotel."

Jiang Jiusheng was silent for a moment, without arguing, and said calmly: "Then Jin Yu and I will stay in the hotel together."

Shi Jin said firmly: "No."

His meaning is very clear. In the world of two people, no interference is allowed. There is already one Jiang Bomei who is an eyesore every day, how can he tolerate the second one getting in the way.

Usually Jiang Jiusheng basically responds to Shi Jin's requests, but this time, there is an exception: "Jin Yu has autism and cannot be left alone."

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

In the back seat, the young man sitting upright was staring at him very viciously, as if he wanted to snatch the phone away.

Shi Jin condensed the thin light in his eyes: "Shengsheng, your brother is not an ordinary autistic person." At least, he has a very high IQ, no language barriers, and no cognitive errors, but he is just unwilling to communicate.

Shi Jin was sure that it was the acquired environment that caused him to close himself off, but there was no defect in his ability.

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

"..."

I can't compete with her, I'm afraid she'll be unhappy, I'm afraid she'll be angry.

Shi Jin was silent for a few seconds, the light in his eyes dimmed, the tip of his tongue touched his back molar, and a shadow fell between his eyebrows: "I listen to you."

The young man in the back seat curled his lips and looked proud.

Shi Jin felt that his family Shengsheng might have forgotten that he was the one with the mental illness and she didn't let him go. Along the way, he was in an extremely irritable mood. The car was driving very fast, and the boy in the back seat didn't say a word. The air pressure in the entire car was unusually low.

It was already evening when Jiang Jiusheng returned to Yujing Yinwan. When he opened the door, the room was dim and the lights were not turned on. If it had been in the past, Shi Jin would have come over immediately to help her get her shoes and kiss her. Jiang Bomei would have followed behind. Wagging his head and wagging his tail.

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. Pomeranian lay far away, shivering. Opposite the sofa, the young man sat upright. Hearing the sound, he immediately turned around and smiled at her. laugh.

Jiang Jiusheng called Jiang Jinyu, and he stood up and went to her side obediently. Jiang Bomei also wagged his tail and barked excitedly at her twice.

However, Shi Jin remained motionless, the shadow between his brows lingering.

It was rare for the good-tempered Shi Jin to have a temper with her, completely ignoring his usual gentlemanly behavior.

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

Unlike his usual gentleness and patience, Shi Jin's words contained accusations: "Your brother has very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Only then did Jiang Jiusheng notice that the furniture at home had not been moved.

"I don't have one." While speaking, Jiang Jinyu walked to the entrance and put the shoes she had just changed into the shoe cabinet, arranging them neatly, from large to small.

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She checked some information and found that in addition to social and language difficulties, some autistic patients also have other symptoms, such as doing one thing repeatedly, focusing on something, hyperactivity, and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Jiang Jiusheng deliberately changed the subject and asked Jiang Jinyu: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

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

Jiang Bomei also barked, as if she liked Jin Yu very much, circling around him, shaking her head and wagging her tail in excitement.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled, leaned forward, and took Shi Jin's hand: "Let's go to the supermarket and buy fish."

The gloom in his eyes dissipated a little. He stood up and hugged Jiang Jiusheng, helped her get her bag, looked up at Jiang Jinyu, and said with an order in his tone: "Don't touch that bookcase."

The built-in bookcase in the living room is basically filled with Shi Jin's books, arranged according to English letters. 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 Bomei stayed at home. Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng out. Half an hour later, the two came back from the supermarket. The books on the bookcase——

Sure enough, they were all rearranged, arranged in order according to the size of the books, from small to large.

Shi Jin pursed the corners of his lips into a stiff line, frowned, and his eyes were darkened. He suppressed his emotions and said, "I clearly said not to touch that bookcase."

Jiang Jinyu sat in the hanging basket chair, lowered his head, and apologized: "I'm sorry." The boy showed no expression, "I couldn't help it."

Shi Jin: "..."

Sheng Sheng's younger brother cannot be beaten.

He threw down the shopping bag in his hand: "Shengsheng, I don't want to cook today."

Jiang Jiusheng was stunned for a moment.

For the first time, Doctor Shi, who had always been a gentleman in her family, actually got angry. Obviously, Shi Jin and Jin Yu's auras conflicted.

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

She picked up her 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 put on, and said with a gloomy face, "Get out."

Jiang Jiusheng laughed dumbly, said nothing, and walked out. But as soon as she took a step forward, Shi Jin held her back again.

He put an arm around her and spoke in a low, low voice with an uncontrollable dullness: "I'm not in a good mood. You try to comfort me. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and I'll lose my temper."

He was not joking, he was very anxious and wanted to smash things. Jiang Jinyu took too much of her attention away from her. He couldn't bear it and became extremely extreme. The ferocious beast in his heart kept gnawing at his patience and reason.

It was almost an order: "Shengsheng, kiss me."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything. As he wished, she hooked her arms around his neck and put her lips towards him.

Shi Jin pressed her directly against the cupboard.

The next day, the sun was rising. The early spring sun was a faint warm color. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it cast orange on the ground.

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

Lin Anzhi stood by the door, a long distance away. His eyes were clean and without any preamble, he said: "I will stop acting, all advertising and script contracts will be terminated, and I will ask a lawyer to talk to you about compensation. "

Every word was spoken clearly, without any hesitation.

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

They were far away, and their eyes were facing each other far away, as if they were separated by mountains and rivers. They were very indifferent and cool. He spoke very seriously: "I will follow you from now on." There were dots of fire in his cold eyes. He paused and said each word. Yanse said, "It has nothing to do with your Wen family."

Ah.

He is here to draw a clear line.

Wen Shuning sneered and said calmly: "Don't want Xingtu? Don't want the glory of the Wen family?" He seemed to find it funny and sarcastically said, "Just for Mo Bing?"

He didn't explain a word, and his eyes were so determined: "If you have any dissatisfaction, come to me." His eyes were stern, full of desperate courage, "Don't touch Mo Bing, I will fight you to the death."

In those eyes, there was murderous intent, overwhelming hatred, and a ruthlessness that wanted to destroy the world.

It's just Mo Bing, he doesn't care about his life.

"Lin Anzhi!" Her tone was filled with unwillingness and anger that refused to give up.

Lin Anzhi turned a deaf ear and walked away.

Wen Shuning stood up suddenly, his eyes slitted with anger, and shouted at Lin Anzhi's back: "Don't even think about it! Don't even think about getting away after provoking me. I don't agree! I don't agree!"

He walked out of the office without looking back.

"Bang——"

The coffee cup hit the ground hard, and she broke down and screamed in anger.

She had done so much, but she still couldn't keep him. In fact, he had never looked at her, even once. From beginning to end, it was her wishful thinking that led to a crazy one-man show.

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

She sat down, trembling hands, and dialed the internal number: "Send the stuff to Reporter Liu from Tianyu Daily."

"Okay, Mr. Wen."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Shuning leaned on the boss's chair and looked at the dazzling light outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Her eyes were red. She smiled. If he couldn't love her, then he would hate her. In short, she wanted him to remember her forever... …

The sun was just right, scorching my eyes slightly, and the wind blowing in my face was slightly warm with a hint of coolness.

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

"Anzhi."

The corners of his lips curved: "What are you doing?"

Mo Bing seemed to be in a good mood and said in a relaxed tone: "Get discharged."

Lin Anzhi frowned slightly: "Don't leave the hospital, I don't worry about you and the baby."

She smiled and said in a lazy tone: "We are all fine. We have accumulated a lot of work and can no longer spend it in the hospital."

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

"The baby is just over two months old. How can he take maternity leave so early?" Mo Bing joked, "I still want to make money for milk powder."

Lin Anzhi took it seriously and said in a very serious tone: "I will support you."

Mo Bing laughed softly and teased: "Mr. Lin, you seem to be unemployed."

He paused: "Then you support me."

She complied: "Okay."

He is indeed unemployed.

It is estimated that he will announce his retirement tomorrow. They have agreed that he will quit Warner Bros. and he can do anything, as long as he stays away from the Wen family. Mo Bing wanted him to work behind the scenes, but his plan was very simple, as long as he stayed in another place, it didn't matter what he was doing, it was best to be a freelancer, and he could follow Mo Bing all over the world, and he didn't want to never see each other again. He even considered becoming Jiang Jiusheng's assistant. In that case, he could see Mo Bing basically every day.

Of course, Mo Bing vetoed this bold and random-sounding proposal.

Lin Anzhi increased the speed of the car: "I'll pick you up, wait for me."

"good."

They all made an appointment, and spent one night thinking about what would happen next to Loess and Bones, but they still couldn't beat the unpredictable nature of people.

Before Mo Bing could wait for Lin Anzhi, reporters came first and surrounded the entire gate of Tianbei Hospital, like a pack of wolves waiting for a rabbit. As soon as they saw her, they pounced on her crazily, with excitement shining in their eyes, like To eat her alive.

Mo Bing didn't even have time to retreat before she was cut off from her retreat. Pairs of pushing hands holding pickup microphones stretched out towards her, pressing closer and closer.

"Miss Mo Bing, when did you and Movie Emperor Lin start dating?"

"Did you know that Best Actor Lin has a girlfriend?"

"Do you have anything to explain about the report that said you were a third party?"

She couldn't say a word, but the camera equipment was getting closer and closer. Her head was dizzy, and there were endless questions in her ears. The mouth that didn't allow her to explain at all was as aggressive as a bloody mouth.

"When did you start getting involved in their relationships?"

"Does Mr. Wen from Warner know about your relationship with Best Actor Lin?"

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

"..."

She was shaky, with buzzing in her ears and cramping pain in her abdomen. She clutched her stomach, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground softly.

The surrounding crowd was stunned for a moment, and then rioted. They pushed and shoved each other, and tried their best to get closer to Mo Bing, who was unconscious on the ground. The surrounding media couldn't wait to pounce on him to get first-hand information.

The pushing was so fierce that someone stumbled first, and then the whole scene got out of hand, with stampedes, crowds, and waves of noise and questioning.

The people on the ground murmured softly.

help me……

The two weak people were annihilated in the noisy noise.

The wheels scraped across the ground rapidly, leaving indentations along the way. The black Bentley stopped at the entrance of the hospital. The people in the car got out of the car in a panic and ran over like crazy.

"Mo Bing!"

It's Lin Anzhi.

After all, it was a step too late. Jiang Jiusheng held him back, his eyes filled with cold stars: "You can't go there."

His shoulders shook violently, he retracted his feet, squatted down slowly, and punched the ground, the back of his hand immediately dripping with blood.

Jiang Jiusheng took off her mask and ran over. Without any time delay, she directly used the most brutal method to kick the people around her away with a roundhouse kick: "Get the fuck out of here!"

The lens was turned around, and a pair of eager pupils looked behind.

It's Jiang Jiusheng.

She was always calm and calm, like an angry lion, with her fists wrapped in her coat. If she couldn't push away the crowd, she would take action directly. She was so manic that she forced her way through the crowded crowd.

When she saw Mo Bing on the ground, her face darkened, and she shouted to Yuwen: "Take pictures of all their faces. If something happens to Mo Bing, I won't let any of them go."

Yu Wen, who was one step behind her, gave instructions to the accompanying secretary, and without saying a word, he hit people with his fists.

Oh shit.

Damn it!

The scene was extremely chaotic, and the yelling and arguing were deafening.

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't care so much and helped Mo Bing up: "Mo Bing, Mo Bing."

After calling several times, there was no response. Mo Bing curled up holding his belly, his face as white as paper. Jiang Jiusheng immediately picked her up, and then he saw a small pool of bright red blood on the ground.

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

Yuwen charged and ran into the hospital hall.

"Shengsheng,"

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

Jiang Jiusheng nodded vigorously, covered Mo Bing with his coat, picked her up, and said with red eyes: "No shooting!" She hugged Mo Bing and squeezed out with difficulty, "Get out of here! Get away, all of you!" "

The reporter not only refused to step aside, but even moved closer to take pictures, chattering endlessly with questions and accusations.

They keep claiming the truth, but they do the most conscience-killing thing. In their bright and stern eyes, there is only greed, only joy and desire.

Scum!

Jiang Jiusheng kicked the nearest camera, and before the middle-aged reporter could attack, she shouted loudly to Yuwen Chong's accompanying secretary, her voice high-pitched and loud: "Mingyu, take their cameras, recorders, and any other All the equipment that could record communications was smashed, and not a single memory card could be left.”

Wen Shuning took the initiative and exposed the photos of Mo Bing and Lin Anzhi. He had already taken the lead. For today's matter, not even a single photo could be leaked.

Hu Mingyu understood immediately and gave the order to the bodyguards accompanying him, smash them all!

How can reporters and the media be willing to stand on the moral high ground and curse and accuse, while protecting the "first-hand information" in their hands.

Hu Mingyu had practiced judo for several years. He had a strong temper and even stronger fists. He would not hand over anything but just hit him. He had already thought of excuses. Reporters gathered in crowds to attack innocent people. He also beat people when they saw injustice. At worst, he would spend a few days in jail.

For a moment, there were screams.

"If you are not willing to come, come to me." Jiang Jiusheng put Mo Bing on the emergency cart with a stern look and only left one sentence, "Even if you don't come, I will come to find you one by one."

After leaving a message, Jiang Jiusheng followed the car to the emergency room.

Yuwen rushed to collect the remaining stalls. After solving the monitoring problem, he called the police directly.

Before the police arrived, dozens of media outlets were squatting at the hospital, each talking plausibly and blocking the entrance to the hospital.

About twenty minutes later, an ambulance stopped at the door of the hospital. The medical staff in the car got out. When they saw the people blocking the door, they shouted impatiently: "Get out of the way! First aid!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Everyone get the fuck out of here!"

After scolding all the people away, the medical staff held down the patient's gurgling wounds on the cart and said to the corresponding doctor: "Dr. Cui, prepare for surgery immediately. There are two patients. One was in a car accident and one had heart and pericardial injuries." , a spleen ruptured, notify the anesthesiology department, general surgery, and cardiac surgery.”

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

When she woke up, Lin Anzhi was guarding the bedside. She subconsciously touched her belly, her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly make a sound.

"Where's the child?" She stared straight at him.

He held her hand, his eyes were red, and the corners of his lips were bitten by him. He was embarrassed and dejected. He said, "Mo Bing, you rest first."

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

Lin Anzhi lowered his eyes, buried his head in her palm, and burst into hot tears: "There will be more in the future. We will have many children in the future."

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

Lin Anzhi looked at her for a long time, then stood up and walked out of the ward with his back hunched over. Every step he took was like walking on the tip of a knife, stumbling.

Outside the ward, Jiang Jiusheng raised his head and saw Lin Anzhi. He raised his hand and slapped her: "Don't come here again. You and Mo Bing will never be together again."

Lin Anzhi seemed frozen, his eyes dull.

Jiang Jiusheng still had a cigarette in his hand but did not light it. He was silent for a long time and lowered his voice: "The two car accident patients who were sent here just now are Mo Bing's parents."

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One very important thing is that the plot of this chapter is slightly novelized. If any of you are reporters, please remember not to be such a crazy reporter. In order to make news, you will lose all your humanity.