Woodson was so anxious that his palms kept sweating. He subconsciously looked at Feng Xun from the corner of his eyes, only to feel that Feng Xun's expression became even colder.

He didn't want to offend Feng Xun at this time, so he could only whisper to Mrs. Woodson: "You have just experienced danger, and I won't quarrel with you..." He said this, and then turned to Feng Xun beside him and smiled, "Feng Xun, since we are all here, let's leave your mother to take care of us. It's getting late, and you and your wife will go back to rest early..." Feng Xun frowned, trying to say something, but Xia Chuqi gently pinched his palm, indicating that he didn't have to speak, just waiting for Mrs. Woodson's intention.

Mrs. Woodson didn't want to have a quarrel with her current husband. She was laughed at by her son and thought for a moment and nodded, "No, Feng Xun, the seventh day of the lunar month, you have been here for a long time. Go back and have a break early!"

"Then let's go first!"

Feng Xun nodded, held Xia Chuqi's hand, and turned around and left the ward.

Woodson then breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the door of the ward was closed, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to Gina: "Gina, go and wash some fruit..." Seeing that his parents seemed to have something to say, Gina nodded tactfully and turned to the bathroom.

Mrs. Woodson looked at her husband in front of her coldly, only to think that he was ridiculous now, and even more, she felt that she would choose to marry him. She was really blind! "You..." Woodson felt uncomfortable when she was seen like this, and hesitated: "You have suffered a lot of hardships this time. I don't want to argue with you. I think the facilities of this hospital are good. Is it Feng Xun arranged for you?"

"Don't you rely on your son, you need to rely on you?"

Mrs. Woodson sneered and said in a deep voice: "Woodson, if I still have some fantasies about you, after I was kidnapped, that fantasy disappeared! I originally thought my son was very cold-blooded and ruthless, but I didn't expect that you were the coldest-blooded one and the phone couldn't be reached?

Are you afraid that the kidnappers will extort your money?

Are you a little disappointed to see that I was not torn to my ticket?”

"What are you talking nonsense?"

When Woodson heard this, his expression changed drastically. He covered her mouth and explained in a cold sweat: "We are husband and wife, why do I hope you die?

I think you were kidnapped and became unconscious!”

"Yes, I'm unconscious. Anyway, we had already broken up last time. This time I'm not afraid to tell you openly, Woodson, we can't get through. After I'm discharged from the hospital, I will sue for divorce. We will no longer be husband and wife in the future!"

Mrs. Woodson said coldly, word by word, Lucy, the eldest daughter who was originally arranging flowers, shook her hand and almost threw the vase to the ground and broke it.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Woodson was also frightened by her statement, stared at her wide eyes, shook his head and asked, "Divorce?

You actually want to divorce me?

Are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy. Aren't you better get a divorce and marry your little lover outside?"

Mrs. Woodson looked at her current husband coldly, her eyes full of mockery: "I want to see how much business your little lover can bring to you!"

"You-" Woodson didn't expect that she would be so straightforward. He was so angry that he jumped a little: "Do you think you can live a good life by divorceing me?"

When he said this, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly sneered, stroked his chin and sighed: "I understand. Did your mother-son relationship with Feng Xun ease up? He came when something happened to you. It seemed that he had completely forgotten what you had sued his own son before! Did you see that your son's father was not dead, and you were thinking about going back to remarry him?"

Before Mrs. Woodson could answer, he said coldly again: "It's a pity that his father really will forgive you?"

I don't think he won't remember what you did back then... But if you go so crazy, I think it's a match for him, and you can support each other and be a nerve couple with brain problems!"

"Woodson--" Mrs. Woodson shouted in anger and said gritting her teeth: "You are never qualified to evaluate me and him! Even if he is crazy, he will not play with women like you. He relies on his wife to do business and kick it away. He knows that his wife is in danger and is still slow to go!"

Feng Xun, who had been staying outside the ward and wanted to hear what his mother and Woodson wanted to talk about, heard that Woodson and his mother had a dispute over their father's affairs. When he heard this, his face suddenly darkened. He wanted to kick open the door of the ward and rush in, and teach Woodson a lesson a lesson, but was grabbed by Xia Chuqi.

"Feng Xun, don't be impulsive, this is the matter between them and their husband!"

Xia Chuqi held Feng Xun's hand tightly and whispered: "No matter what, this husband is chosen by your mother now. She doesn't want to continue now, it's her own choice. We juniors shouldn't get involved!"

"Woodson, even if he has lost his relationship with my mother, he shouldn't be talking about my father's illness!"

Feng Xun's face was cold, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"He probably thought your mother wanted to remarry your father. It seems that he saw the news about your father online..." Xia Chuqi shrugged and sighed in a low voice: "Their relationship is shattered, and they can say anything that hates each other, but I can see that Woodson is actually very jealous of your father!"

Otherwise, he would not have always emphasized Feng Xun's father's illness! But it is not surprising that he is jealous. After all, he must have had a certain relationship with Mrs. Woodson when he was able to marry Mrs. Woodson. Unfortunately, he was much worse than Feng's father in terms of external conditions and family background! Even if he didn't want to compare himself, others would have also Mrs. Woodson himself, and he would have been comparing. The displeasure and inferiority that were suppressed in his heart would definitely erupt! "Feng Xun, let's go..." Xia Chuqi pulled Feng Xun's hand and whispered: "This is their own business, and we cannot interfere!"

Feng Xun nodded and said in a deep voice to the bodyguard guarding outside the door: "Please be careful. If the movement inside is too strong, go in and stop it!"

"yes!"

Several bodyguards quickly responded respectfully.

Only then did Feng Xun hold Xia Chuqi's hand, take bodyguard Jiashan, and leave the hospital together.
Chapter completed!