The Actor Wants to Divorce

He squeezed the phone that kept ringing, took a deep breath, and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey?"

His voice trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"Is the operation over?"

Ji Rulang choked: "Yes, it just ended, temporarily save his life..."

With this sentence, Lin Zhaozhi only felt that the huge boulder hanging in his heart fell to the ground with a "boom".

His eyes were red, and his voice trembling: "Okay, just stay alive. I'll go over immediately."

Lin Zhaozhi took Ji Hailin and his wife to the hospital. Ji Rulang was talking to a doctor at the door of the ward.

Seeing him coming with Ji An's parents, he bowed his head and said something to the doctor before turning around.

"Uncle, aunt."

He screamed coldly.

Cai Dongyun grabbed Ji Rulang's hand, his eyes were red: "Rulang, where is An'an?"

"Still in the intensive care unit."

"Then can you let me take a look?" Cai Dongyun's tears rolled down.

It’s not that she doesn’t care for her little son. After all, it’s a piece of meat that fell from her body... It’s just that her husband is stubborn. Wandering outside.

Ji Rulang resented them.

Ji An can get to this point, they have too many responsibilities as parents.

But they are Ji An's biological parents after all, and Ji Rulang can't get angry with them.

"You come with me, and I will take you there."

Lin Zhaozhi frowned: "I will go too."

Ji Hailin sat down on the chair at the door, "I'm not going, you can go."

Lin Zhaozhi's eyes were cold, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable disgust and hatred.

It's just that he wants to see Ji An more than to teach this man...

"Let's go."

He nodded to Ji Rulang.

After changing into anti-bacterial clothing, Ji Rulang took Lin Zhaozhi and Cai Dongyun into the intensive care unit.

Ji An was lying on the only hospital bed inside.

He was injured very badly, with thick bandages wrapped around his forehead, and red blood leaked from the corner of his forehead. Lin Zhaozhi couldn't see Ji'an's face clearly, and that face was covered with bruises. Wounds, blood stains, and wearing a transparent oxygen mask.

Too weak.

If it wasn't for the white mist on the oxygen mask, Lin Zhaozhi could hardly feel that he was really breathing.

He was like a little goshawk whose wings had been broken when he was born, so weak that he seemed to be gone with a touch.

The cold heart monitor made a mechanical ticking sound.

Lin Zhaozhi suddenly felt an uncontrollable heartache.

It was as if there was a hand that reached into his heart, and suddenly pulled out the beating heart.

Ji An...

"An An!"

Cai Dongyun next to Lin Zhaozhi suddenly came out of tears and was about to pounce on Ji An's body.

"Hey!"

Lin Zhaoyi pulled her away, his eyes dizzy with a bit of coolness and anger: "Don't touch him."

Cai Dongyun stalked and wiped his tears, "An An..."

This cry made Lin Zhaozhi feel sick and panicked.

As a parent, you should not show up when you should protect your children. Because of your own weakness and incompetence, you have driven your own bones and blood to a desperate step by step. What is the use of crying now?

"Did the doctor say what is going on with Ji An?"

Ji Rulang frowned, "The situation is not very good. Although the awning on the third floor was cushioned, but when he fell down, his head fell to the ground and his skull was injured. It is not ruled out that there may be internal bleeding, and other organs of the body are damaged... …It depends on whether he can survive these two days."

Cai Dongyun cried louder.

Ji Rulang didn't have time to talk to her either, but sighed to Lin Zhaozhi: "Ji An...fate is too bitter."

"Where is Ying Qi?"

Speaking of that person, his voice dropped several times without realizing it.

Ji Rulang: "Leave, knowing that Ji An is fine for the time being, so I went back, I don't know where I went."

When the three people came out of the intensive care unit, Ji Rulang winked at Lin Zhaozhi.

The two walked to the side where there was no one.

Ji Rulang said with a cold face: "I want to know how my brother fell from the building."

The police came to investigate, because Ying Qi insisted that it was Ji An who jumped off himself, and Ji An had committed suicide not long ago. The police simply filed the case, but Ji Rulang didn't believe it at all.

He stared directly at Lin Zhaozhi, with a cold voice, "Ying Qi said, before he jumped off the building, including the last time his wrist was cut, he called you. I have something to say directly. What did my brother say?"

Lin Zhaozhi's breathing tightened instantly.

"I……"

His expression made Ji Rulang laugh sarcastically.

"It seems that you and Ying Qi are both the same person."

Lin Zhaozhi couldn't argue for himself, lowered his head and said softly sorry, "I'm sorry."

Ji Rulang's voice trembled: "Director Lin, my cousin, although he is not a good kid, but he is innocent and stupid. Whoever treats him well will give him one hundred points, even if he is bruised and bruised. , And never yell that it hurts."

"If you really don't like him at all, don't approach him, and don't give him an ambiguous answer. He is so stupid. If you smile at him, he will ignore everything."

Lin Zhaozhi clenched his fists, only felt that his throat was extremely dry.

"I like him."

The soreness from the heart and the panic and horror of learning that Ji An was in the rescue... Lin Zhaozhi could not deceive himself.

He fell in love with Ji An.

So even if he doesn't meet his own requirements and aesthetics everywhere, he and Ji An have come to today.

Only then would he allow him to lie to himself again and again, to mess around in front of him, and be angry at his leaving without saying goodbye, and only then would he fly back directly with a ticket because he knew that something might happen to him.

He...likes Ji An.

Why did he find out so late.

If he admits his heart earlier, he will not let Ji An go, and Ji An will not fall into Ying Qi's hands again...

"I like him, I like Ji An."

Looking at Lin Zhaozhi's frowning brows and the sure expression in his eyes, Ji Rulang's nose was sore.

"That silly boy..." He choked up, "I hope he can hear this with your own ears."

"Definitely." Lin Zhaozhi gritted his teeth, and when the idiot woke up and opened his eyes, he told him.

He didn't want to wait any longer.

Just when Lin Zhaozhi and Ji Rulang were talking quietly here, Ji Hailin and Cai Dongyun over there suddenly quarreled.

Ji Rulang was irritable, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fuck..."

He turned and walked over, "What's wrong?"

Ji Hailin pulled away Cai Dongyun's hand and walked to Ji Rulang's face: "Rulang, you are a doctor. Tell your uncle honestly, what's the situation in Ji'an now?"

Ji Rulang's eyes were cold: "Didn't you say it all? At present, his life is not out of danger."

"Then if he doesn't escape his life all the time, does he have to stay in the intensive care unit all the time?"

"Theoretically."

Ji Hailin frowned and whispered in a low voice: "Then the intensive care unit is very expensive? I heard that it costs tens of thousands a day..."

Ji Rulang: "Uncle and aunt do not worry about medical expenses."

Ji Hailin waved his hand again and again, "I mean, if it really doesn't work, don't treat it, Ji An will also have less pain..."

Before Ji Rulang had time to get angry, Lin Zhaozhi walked over. He pushed Ji Hailin away with a cold face, and coldly gave him the word "Go away."

Ji Hailin's eyes widened, and he was not angry: "What did you say?"

Lin Zhaozhi's voice dropped the ice cubes coldly: "I'll let you get out of here immediately. Starting today, Ji'an's guardian is me, and I care about him. Whether he is dead or alive, it has nothing to do with you."

He brought this man to the hospital because his brain was broken.

Nausea himself insulted Ji An.

Ji Hailin cursed and left.

Cai Dongyun had no idea. Seeing her husband was gone, he left with tears in his eyes.

Lin Zhaozhi let out a deep breath.

Ji Rulang finally scolded the swear word.

Lin Zhaozhi's eyes were scarlet: "It's useless for such parents to ask for it. It's better for Ji An to break the relationship with them."

"I think so too..." Ji Rulang sighed: "It's just that Ji An..."

So lonely.

A lonely child always yearns for warmth and family in his heart.

Lin Zhaozhi knew it, he clenched his fist silently, his voice low: "I will give him a home."

Although Ji'an's injury was serious, fortunately, God took pity on the scarred boy. On the third day, his vital signs began to stabilize and he was finally out of danger.

On the day he was transferred to the general ward, Lin Zhaozhi looked at the sunset outside and asked his friend to help buy a couple diamond ring.

The friend moved quickly and delivered the ring to Lin Zhaozhi within two days.

Lin Zhaozhi sat on the edge of the bed, putting one of them into Ji An's thin ring finger in a pious and serious manner.

He kissed Ji'an's hand softly, his voice hoarse: "Wake up quickly, idiot, don't you want to go to the United States to play? I will definitely take you there, and then I will take you to see my parents, they wait. The daughter-in-law has been waiting for many years."

Ji An woke up one afternoon.

The sun is shining outside.

He only felt that he had had a long, long dream, in which Lin Zhaozhi called his name very gently.

He wanted to leave, but when he heard this voice, he was reluctant to leave.

Ji An opened his eyes and saw Lin Zhaozhi standing by the window with his back facing him, a long and beautiful figure.

He exclaimed excitedly: "Lin Zhaozhi!"

Lin Zhaozhi turned around abruptly, staring at him blankly for several seconds.

Then he walked over quickly, his eyes were red in an instant, "You finally woke up, do you know or not, I thought you..."

He suddenly choked up.

Ji An laughed stupidly, "Lin Zhaozhi, are what you said still count?"

"What did I say?"

Ji An frowned: "You said, as long as I don't let Ying Qi bully, you will stay with me. Also...does it matter?"

He looked at Lin Zhaozhi aggrievedly.

Lin Zhaozhi smiled, "Look at what's on your left hand?"

Someone in An'an will hurt.

rest assured.

He will have what he wants in the end, but... the struggle between Ying Qi and Lin Zhaozhi is not over yet.

Come, say it with me, the word qi!