The Actor Wants to Divorce

Lin Zhaozhi could hardly believe that this kind of words would come from a person's mouth.

His family education is good, and his father and mother are both well-informed literati. Ying Qi's words almost subverted Lin Zhaozhi's 30-year-old outlook on life at this moment.

Is this... still what people say?

Lin Zhaozhi clutched Ying Qi's collar tightly, "Say the fuck!"

Ying Qi's smile seemed to become even more ironic.

"Why, which sentence is wrong?" He looked at Ji Rulang, and said coldly: "Rulang, you don't know. The last time Ji An cut his wrist and committed suicide, it was also after Lin Zhaozhi called him. , This time again."

His eyes turned back to Lin Zhaozhi with chills, and his tone became aggressive: "Director Lin Da, I really want to know what you said to Ji An? You called him twice and he just You committed suicide twice. Why, don't you think about your fault?"

He held Lin Zhaozhi's wrist a little bit, and then broke him away.

In the next second, Lin Zhaozhi was suddenly pushed away!

"You have a face to blame others?"

He lowered his head coldly to tidy up his messy collar.

Lin Zhaozhi stood in the same place, and the two hands on his side were pinched to death. He stared at Ying Qi with a pale face. If it weren't for the hospital, he could rush to fight Ying Qi.

He breathed quickly, clenched his teeth and said fiercely: "Ying Qi, if Ji An has any shortcomings, I will never end with you in my life!"

"Don't make a noise!" Ji Rulang roared out in an unbearable manner.

"If my brother dies, there will be times when you quarrel!"

The boy next to Ji Rulang screamed with worry, "Rulang, don't get excited."

Ying Qi and Lin Zhaozhi looked at each other silently. After a long silent confrontation, Ying Qi took out a box of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and turned away.

Lin Zhaozhi turned his head and glanced at the lowering of the operating room, his heart tightened a little bit involuntarily.

"Ji An..."

Stay alive.

You are still so young.

Your life should not be ruined by that scum.

Please... you must live.

Lin Zhaozhi sat on the opposite side of Ji Rulang a little confused.

The boy walked to Lin Zhaozhi's side, "Hello, my name is Wen Ling, I am Ji Rulang's boyfriend."

Lin Zhaozhi raised his head restlessly and nodded carelessly: "Hello."

"You have a good relationship with Ji An, right?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "...Hmm."

Wen Ling looked embarrassed: "Then can I ask you to do something for us?"

"you said."

Wen Ling frowned: "Ji'an must have something so serious that he can't hide it from his family. Rulang and I notified his parents, but they...reluctant to come over."

Speaking of this, the young boy was a little confidant: "As a parent, his own son is still in the rescue room. How can they be able to sit at home! This is the first time I have seen this kind of parents!"

Ji Rulang covered his face with his hands, his voice hoarse: "No way, Ji An is in this situation now, it is very likely..."

He choked up and said: "It's all my fault, I care too little about him..."

Every time he called Ji An, he said he was okay, okay, and everything was fine. Even if Ji An cut his wrist last time, he really believed in Ji An’s stupid rhetoric of “I just can’t think about it for a while”.

If he can pay more attention to his heart, and care about Ji An a little bit more, this kind of thing won't happen...

Wen Ling walked back and hugged Ji Rulang lightly, "Rulang, don't do this, it's not your fault."

Ji Rulang sniffed and looked up at Lin Zhaozhi: "I can't walk away here. I would like to invite you to Ji'an's parents' house and invite them over. Things are already at this level. I have to do it. The worst plan, if Ji An really... can't let them not even see the last time."

After listening to his words, Lin Zhaozhi remained silent for a long time.

To be honest, he didn't want to meet Ji An's family. Rather than looking for the parents who hadn't asked his young son for so many years, he wanted to wait for Ji An to come out safely.

Seeing the hesitation and embarrassment on his face, Ji Rulang said in a hoarse voice: "Ji An has me here. If I have any news, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Besides, there is no use for him to stay here except to wait.

He couldn't even sign the critical illness notice for Ji An.

When Lin Zhaozhi was about to agree, the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and a nurse wearing a mask hurriedly walked out of it.

"Doctor Ji."

She obviously knew Ji Rulang.

Lin Zhaozhi's heart seemed to stop for a few seconds at this moment. He saw Ji Rulang get up in a panic and walked to the nurse.

"How's it going?"

"The blood pressure never rises, and the heart rate is also very low. I just had a cardiac arrest just now. In short... it's just a very bad condition. Dr. Luo has made you mentally prepared."

Lin Zhaozhi's face paled fiercely. He wanted to get up from the chair, but found that his feet were soft and unable to lift a trace of strength, and the slender fingers that were clasped together couldn't help but tremble.

Ji Rulang nodded, "Okay, I understand, you let Luo Ge do your best, I'm prepared."

The nurse turned around and hurried in again.

Wen Ling helped Ji Rulang sit down again, "Mr. Lin..."

Lin Zhaozhi took a deep breath and seemed to have recovered some consciousness. When he opened his mouth, he realized that his throat was dumb.

"Okay, I see, you can give me the address."

Wen Ling hurriedly used his cell phone to call an address.

Lin Zhaozhi glanced anxiously, nodded, and stood up while leaning on the wall.

"Mr. Lin, slow down your journey."

"Ji An must let me know if there is any news."

Ji An’s parents’ home is not far from Ji’an’s apartment.

This made Lin Zhaozhi feel uncomfortable.

In the short 30-minute drive, Ji An has never been back. Being bullied by Ying Qi like that, he didn't dare to go home, which shows what it means to be home in Ji An's heart.

But he still bought his apartment so close to home...

Lin Zhaozhi remembered one thing, he once asked Ji An.

Why not leave this city. The world is so big and he is not short of money. There is always a place where Yingqi can’t find him. Even if he can find it, Yingqi’s company is here. The emperor is far away, Yingqi can What about him.

When it was Ji An, he just said a little with a smile.

Now think about it, maybe the reason why Ji An bought the house here is in the depths of his heart, or is he longing for the warmth of the family?

Unfortunately.

If Ji An, who is now lying in the operating room racing against the **** of death, knew that his parents would not even come to the hospital to see him for the last time, I don't know... how uncomfortable it would be.

Lin Zhaozhi's heart almost cracked uncomfortably.

Ji Rulang blames himself so much, how can he feel better in his heart?

Although he knew that it was Ying Qi that had driven Ji An to death, but Ying Qi's words were correct.

He Lin Zhaozhi, it was indeed the straw that crushed Ji'an to death.

Last time was...

What about this time?

Why did Ji An...

Lin Zhaozhi rushed to Ji'an's parents' house in such a panic.

He stopped the car, went upstairs, first rang the doorbell twice, and then impatiently reached out and knocked on the door when no one was looking.

"Boom, dong, ──" The neighbor on the door came out to look out at the loud knock on the door.

"Are you looking for the old couple? They are all in the mahjong hall downstairs."

Lin Zhaozhi's face was gloomy, and without even saying thank you, he turned and walked downstairs.

The first floor of this residential building was a mahjong hall, and Lin Zhaoyi was choked by the choking smoke inside.

He couldn't help covering his nose with his hand.

He had never seen Ji An's parents, and was too lazy to find someone in this crowd, so he asked the man closest to him: "Do you know where Lao Ji and his wife are?"

The man held a cigarette in his mouth and said loudly, "Old Ji, someone is looking for it!"

"Who?"

A man in his fifties turned his head, and a woman reading the cards stood beside him.

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, raised his foot and walked over, "Hello, my name is Lin."

Ji Hailin said impatiently while playing mahjong, "Are you looking for me?"

Lin Zhaozhi: "Your son Ji An is currently undergoing surgery in the hospital, and his condition is very bad. Ji Rulang asked me to pick you up to the hospital."

"Ji'an?" Ji Hailin grabbed his roots and laughed ironically: "I didn't have his son for a long time. I ran away from home for the past four or five years, and haven't come back once. I've long been taken as he died outside."

Lin Zhaozhi clenched his fists silently, "Uncle, I know there is a misunderstanding between you and Ji An, but now is not the time to talk about this, Ji An..."

Ji Hailin caught a good card, and smiled and pushed the card in front of him──

"Hey, I'm crazy!"

Lin Zhaozhi's eyes filled with a strong killing intent at this moment.

He looked at the smile on the man's face, and his mind was full of Ji An's carefully flattering tone and demeanor, and he could no longer suppress the full of anger and anger.

He held a corner of the mahjong table with his hand, and then suddenly lifted the entire table──

Mahjong was scattered all over the floor, and the entire mahjong hall was stunned. No one could believe how this young boy with extraordinary dressing and temperament could do such a thing.

However, Lin Zhaozhi surprised them even more.

He directly pulled Ji Hailin up from the chair and said fiercely: "The surname Ji, please listen carefully. Your son is dying in the hospital now. He will either honestly send me to the hospital or I will call him. Break your leg and take you over, two options, you **** choose by yourself."

Ji Hailin was frightened and nodded in a panic: "Go, can't I go?"

Lin Zhaozhi glanced at the same flustered woman beside him, and said coldly: "Are you Ji An's mother?"

The woman's eyes were red and she cried: "I want to see An An's... he won't let me go."

Lin Zhaozhi was impatient, "All rolled into the car."

When he walked out of the mahjong hall, he received a call from Ji Rulang from the hospital.

Looking at the string of numbers, Lin Zhaozhi was stunned.

He had never been so scared...so that the connection didn't dare to connect.

Director Lin is going to help Ji An clean up.