BXBX NOVEL Chapter 281 - 281: Your Husband Is Very Good At Both Verbal
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Jiang Jingchen took Tang Beibei to see a doctor at the hospital, she finally revealed a painful expression.
Her arm really hurt!
The doctor said that she wasn’t seriously injured. However, she felt pain because she had been slammed into on her recovering wounds.
Jiang Jingchen’s face was still very dark and scary despite hearing that the problem wasn’t serious. The doctor was so scared that he did not dare to speak.
To prevent Tang Beibei from aggravating her wounds again, Jiang Jingchen found a wheelchair and carried her into it before he pushed her back to her ward.
Tang Beibei was optimistic though. She even said with a smile, “1 used to push you. Now that you’ve finally recovered, I’m in a wheelchair. What a coincidence.”
“I don’t like this kind of coincidence at all.”
Jiang Jingchen’s face was filled with displeasure.
“Hubby, don’t be angry. That girl didn’t know that I was injured. If I’m in better health, she won’t be able to get away with it. I’m not someone who’d take this kind of suffering sitting down.”
Jiang Jingchen laughed at her blind confidence. She wasn’t someone who’d take this kind of suffering sitting down?
She was forced by the Rong family to marry him, bullied by a few old witches, faced public pressure at school, and even took a bullet for him.
She was the easiest woman to bully.
“If you were in good health, how would you get even with her?”
“I’ll knock into her on purpose too, hmph!”
She made a fierce face, but in Jiang Jingchen’s eyes, she was a little fierce puppy and not lethal at all.
“You are so petite. Even if you ram into her, your shoulders will hurt more, silly.”
Tang Beibei was stunned for a few seconds before she said woefully, “I’m indeed not very good at physical fights. I don’t think I’m very good at verbal fights either. Sigh, I’m too weak.”
Jiang Jingchen was amused by her conflicted expression and pinched her cheek.
“You’re not weak. You have a very powerful husband. Your husband is very good at both verbal and physical fights.”
Tang Beibei’s eyes lit up. “You’re right. 1 have a very capable husband, hehe.”
Jiang Jingchen carried her onto bed and let her lie down to rest.
He would not stop her if she wanted to do something outside, but in this ward, she was his little princess. He would spoil her however much he wanted.
He took the medicine, unbuttoned her shirt, and applied it on her.
The woman was still a little shy. Her eyes wandered as she didn’t know where to look.
Jiang Jingchen looked at her recovering wound as he applied medicine on it. He gently pressed it.
“Beibei, does that hurt?”
Tang Beibei looked at him in puzzlement. Any normal person would feel pain when their recovering wounds were pressed.
“Yes.”
“It’s good that you feel pain!”
The man warned her fiercely, “Remember this pain and never get hurt again because of me. You’ll be the one in pain. I can’t suffer the pain on your behalf.”
Tang Beibei bit her lip aggrievedly and said, “Someone wanted to hurt you and
1 wanted to protect you. I didn’t think about the pain. By the time I realized, it was already too late.”
Jiang Jingchen’s heart ached. He blew on her wound again and said, “I’m the b*stard. I’ll protect myself from now on and not let you get hurt.”
He would be protecting her if he protected himself.
Tang Beibei smiled again and said to him seriously, “You’re taller than me, and the attacker was aiming the gun at your heart. I ran over to cover you because I know that the bullet won’t hit my vital points. 1 traded your heavy injuries with my light ones. 1 think it’s quite worth it.”
Jiang Jingchen thought that his math was quite good, and he meticulously calculated many things.
But this woman’s calculations under pressure defeated him completely.
The attacker was aiming at his heart. There was a height difference between them. She rushed over and saved his life, and she luckily avoided a lethal shot.
But this missed hit increased his hatred for the person who schemed against him.
At a different private hospital built and partially owned by Jiang Corporation where the Jiangs would receive the best treatment, treatment was never preferred because no one liked to suffer in a hospital.
Song Yan heard from the hospital that Jiang Minglang’s wounds were deep. Although his wounds had been sutured, he could not move normally.
The doctor explained Jiang Minglang’s situation very tactfully, but no matter how tactful he was, he could not sugar-coat the cruel reality.
Jiang Minglang had lost his ability to procreate and would never have his own children.
Song Yan covered her mouth and cried for a long time. However, to maintain her image as Mrs. Jiang, she had to wipe her tears and deal with the consequences.
Song Hai must pay the price for his actions!
She called to ask about Song Hai’s condition and was told that Song Hai was mentally ill and suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder. He might not be sentenced on account of criminal insanity.
When she heard the butler’s words, she was so angry that she clenched her phone hard like she wanted to squash it.
The thought of her hopeless son dying in a hospital bed filled her with hatred.
That b*astard Song Hai would be dealt with secretly if the law couldn’t punish him!
Song Yan walked into Jiang Minglang’s ward and saw Jiang Xing sitting by his side. The father and son were silent, and she felt really sad.
She walked to Jiang Minglang’s bedside to comfort him. “Minglang, just focus on your recuperation. Mom will hire the best doctors for you.”
Jiang Minglang’s lips were pale. Seeing his mother’s haggard face, he opened his mouth to speak but he was so angry that he had no words.
It was as if he had a nightmare. He fainted from the pain when he was stabbed. When he woke up, he realized that his reality was even scarier than his nightmare.
Song Yan felt even more upset when she saw Jiang Minglang like this.
“You don’t have to say anything. 1 understand. Mom understands and Mom will help you.”
Jiang Minglang shed silent tears. When he found out that Song Hai had been emasculated, he felt sympathy for his cousin. He felt that Song Hai was quite pitiful as he would live a miserable life from then on.
Now that he had personally experienced the same cruel and inhumane experience, he could feel the pain that Song Hai had suffered.
Jiang Xing’s heart ached for his son too, but he wasn’t so angry that he would cry. After all, he didn’t only have one son. Jiang Minglang was still alive, he only lost his manhood. He could just recuperate in the future.
If he still wanted to work at Jiang Corporation, he would welcome him. If he didn’t want to, he wouldn’t force him. The Jiang family could very well support an honest and sensible descendent.
He still had his eldest and his youngest sons. His eldest son had recovered and still cared about him. His youngest son was still studying and was quite talented. He would definitely have a bright future.
Jiang Xing’s thoughts about his eldest and youngest sons diluted his grief for Jiang Minglang. He left the hospital after giving Jiang Minglang a few words of advice.
He went back to the Jiang residence in a depressed mood. When he arrived at the front gate, their car was stopped by a man.
The driver slammed on the brakes. Jiang Xing asked impatiently, “What happened?”
“Old Master, there is a young man standing in front of our car.”
The young man smiled and walked to the backseat window. “Are you Mr. Jiang?”
“What’s the matter?” Jiang Xing’s eyes were filled with annoyance.
“Mr. Jiang Jingchen asked me to send you some handmade longevity noodles prepared by him and his wife. Today is your birthday, and they both wish you a long and healthy life.” The man said.
Jiang Xing looked at the bag the young man was carrying in surprise. The young man continued, “It’s still hot, Mr. Jiang. Please sign for it.”
“Give it to me.”
When the driver heard that the first young master had sent his father longevity noodles, and his father had accepted the gift, he said with a smile, “Old Master, First Young Master is really filial to you. Although it’s not an expensive gift, having longevity noodles on your birthday is auspicious.”
“Yes.”
Jiang Xing took over the bag with longevity noodles inside. As expected, the bowl was still warm. He was touched.
How many years had it been since someone made him a simple bowl of longevity noodles on his birthday?
Jiang Jingchen might be a little reckless sometimes, but he still cared about his father.
The young man left after handing over the noodles to Jiang Xing.
He walked along the road until it turned, put on his food delivery jacket and called Jiang Jingchen.
“Mr. Jiang Jingchen, I’ve already given the noodles to Mr. Jiang Xing. He’s quite happy. You’re really a filial son. I’m touched just watching your father’s expression.”
“Thank you for your hard work. I’ll give you a five-star rating and give you a tip.”
“Great. Thank you, Mr. Jiang Jingchen.”
The food delivery guy got on his delivery bike and rode away.
Jiang Jingchen ended the call and twirled his phone casually. He wondered how much favor he would gain from Jiang Xing based on the longevity noodles he bought for 20 yuan..