"What are you talking about?" Qu Shiyi sternly said:

"This hospital is not even the top three. Do you believe they can save Tingshen?"

Cheng Wanci's eyes were a little red:

"How do you know they can't save it? Ji Tingshen just lost consciousness. No one was going to say exactly how much he was injured."

"Or, do you just hope that Ji Tingshen can't be saved? Old man, are you also hoping that your son can't be saved?"

"Stop!" Ji Hongen's face turned red: "Tingshen is my son, why do I hope he can't save him? There is nothing wrong with you here, get out of here!"

Cheng Wan's poems are no longer the same as Cheng Wan's poems as before, and she doesn't care about Ji Hongen's words at all.

He ordered Lei Xing: "Precaution the operating room door well. Anyone who dares to hinder the doctor's rescue will be driven out."

Lei Xing: "Yes."

Seeing that the quarrel could not be completed, Qu Shiyi had to shut up.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the lights in the operating room went out.

A doctor came out and took off his mask:

"Sorry, Mr. Ji is too seriously injured. We have done our best to mourn."

"What did you say?" Cheng Wanci shook his body, as if he was struck by lightning.

"Sadness and reconciliation." The doctor sighed.

Cheng Wanci shook his head numbly:

"impossible!"

"That guy used to pretend to be dead and lie to me. This time he must have lie to me again, it's impossible!"

The doctor couldn't bear to see her like this and said to Ji Hongen and others:

"The deceased will sort out later and you will come in and say goodbye..."

Before he finished speaking, Qu Shiyi pushed him away:

"Go aside, we'll see now."

This time Lei Xing did not stop him anymore, but just carefully supported Cheng Wanci.

Qu Shiyi and Ji Hongen broke into the operating room. In less than a minute, Qu Shiyi covered her mouth and came out again.

"Oh my God, it's so bloody..."

When Qu Shiyi held the wall and retching, Ji Hongen also came out.

The old man's face was also numb, as if he couldn't believe that his son was dead like that.

But I didn't feel sad.

It's just that I'm a little dazed.

Qu Shiyi finally stopped vomiting, and the hand holding Ji Hongen's arm was a little uncontrollable and excited.

"Old man, you have to cheer up. Tingshen is gone. You, your biological father, have to handle the funeral after death."

He said to Cheng Wanci again: "The old man and I will go back to make arrangements first. By the way, we have to inform Ning'er and the others? Oh, the wedding will turn into funerals, and relatives and friends will also have to say..."

Cheng Wanci looked at Qu Shiyi's excited expression and was muttering, and the corner of her lips was about to fly to her ears if she accidentally did.

After entering the elevator, Qu Shiyi finally couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha Ji Tingshen is dead, this time he finally dies."

"Die thoroughly, die well."

She laughed while talking and burst into tears.

Ji Hongen on the side couldn't laugh anymore. He pointed at Qu Shiyi, with a hunchback:

"Are you happy now?"

"No matter what, Tingshen is my son, he is my son!"

Qu Shiyi hugged his arm and said proudly:

"Without this son, you have a young son. Old man, isn't our son better than the son that Wen Xin gave birth to?"

"Think about it yourself, does Ji Tingshen treat you as me?"

Ji Hongen sighed: "Yes, but he didn't treat me badly, how could you..."

"Stop talking!" Qu Shiyi said impatiently:

"You regret now? What did you do long ago? I didn't hide everything I did from you. Is it too late for you to regret now?"
Chapter completed!