Chapter 171 171 Sudden Loss of Voice

"You should know very well that Jiang Shizhu's management is poor and jade raw materials are in short supply. Even if Su Hebai didn't intercept our raw material supplier that time, the company is still in danger. It might collapse one day."

Jiang Jinhua said.

Su Yi suddenly became excited, "You know how to speak for her! You know how to protect her! She is a troublemaker, a big trouble! Why don't you feel sorry for our Chuchu? If it weren't for her, would Chuchu have cut her wrists? ?”

Jiang Jinhua held her arm and comforted her softly, "So, she will never come back to make you unhappy or Chuchu unhappy. Isn't this great?"

Su Yi suddenly became quiet, the mania just now disappeared suddenly, and she sat quietly on the sofa in a daze.

Jiang Chuchu remained silent, watching as the once majestic and strong career-oriented woman turned into the depressed, irritable, and sensitive person she is now.

Watching her father coaxing her in a low voice, word for word, he was gentle and patient, never getting tired of it.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

She returned to her bedroom, threw herself on the bed, and took off her watch. An ugly scar lay across her fair skin, like a centipede.

Her eyes were filled with blood, and she could clearly feel the blood flowing out of her body bit by bit. Seeing Jiang Mo rush into the bathroom with a look of horror on her face, she felt extremely happy and felt a sense of revenge all over her body.

Jiang Mo's words echoed repeatedly in her ears, and the pale face kept flashing in her mind. Jiang Chuchu felt unusually irritable, and an indescribable anxiety made her even more upset.

She became even more uncertain about her and Zhou Hao's wedding.

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After coming out of Jiang's house, Jiang Mo remained silent and let Mo Jingtian hold her hand in the car. She didn't ask anything and didn't care where she was going or what she was going to do next.

She looked out the window quietly, at the brightly lit streets, the rapidly retreating vehicles, the hurried passers-by, her empty eyes, without focus, Su Yi's reprimands and accusations kept repeating in her ears.

The gentle and tolerant Jiang Jinhua ended all conflicts in a seemingly gentle way, which for her was tantamount to being kicked out of the house.

She got a new home, but lost her old one.

Although, for her, the day she left the capital three years ago was equivalent to leaving home. Compared with the current situation, there is no difference.

However, she left impulsively before, but this time, she was driven away passively.

It can't be said that it was expulsion, it can only be said that it was a forced choice.

But in this choice, she completely lost her home where she had lived for more than 20 years.

Her vision became increasingly blurry, Jiang Mo reached out and wiped it randomly. She was not a weak person and hated tears.

"Want to ride a horse?" Mo Jingtian suddenly asked, "I know a club that recently introduced a good horse. Do you want to try it?"

Jiang Mo turned to look at him, and was about to refuse, but saw the worry hidden in his eyes, and nodded in agreement.

Mo Jingtian breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that she would make him angry.

Suddenly, Jiang Mo's whole body tensed up and she looked at him with a horrified look on her face. Regardless of the fact that he was driving, she directly held his arm with one hand and her own neck with the other, coughing and moving her lips. , but no sound came out.

Mo Jingtian stopped the car directly, put his hands on her shoulders, and his deep voice had the power to calm people's hearts, "Don't be anxious, speak slowly, what's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mo slowed down, calmed down his mind, and opened his mouth, but still no sound came out.

The hand holding his wrist became harder, and his pale face became even more ugly. The panic in his heart reached the extreme, as if he had returned to that night, his throat was burning and painful, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

Mo Jingtian hugged the person into his arms, "Let's go to the hospital. Don't worry, nothing will happen. Trust me, I don't guarantee that nothing will happen."

The car restarted, and Mo Jingtian drove the car very fast while making a phone call.

Jiang Mo, the co-pilot, looked uncertain. The horrific memories of the past kept flooding into his mind. The burning and suffocating sensations came over his face. The fear in his heart continued to deepen. His bangs became strands and stuck to his forehead.

When I got off the bus, my legs felt even weaker and it was difficult to even walk.

Mo Jingtian directly picked him up by the waist and rushed into the hospital hall like a gust of wind.

A doctor had been waiting there for a long time and opened a passage, making the whole process smooth.

When the doctors and patients in the hospital saw this, they all speculated, where did this big shot come from, and where could the battle be so big? It can enable more than half of the consulting experts in the hospital to be on standby.

The patients just watch the excitement and eat the melons, and do not understand the deeper meaning, but the doctors do.

Even the dean came to the battle in person. The patients who came this time were definitely not ordinary patients. Even among the upper class, there were few who were qualified to be received by the dean in person.

Everyone was gossiping here, but the consulting room was extremely quiet.

Mo Jingtian held Jiang Mo's hand and calmed the fear in her heart.

"Uncle Qin, how are you?"

"Has the little girl's throat been injured?" Qin Yue put away his tools and asked.

"Yes, Uncle Qin, the condition has relapsed, so you can't speak out?" Mo Jingtian asked nervously.

"You don't have to worry so much," Qin Yue said with a smile, "The little girl was stimulated and overly emotional. In addition, her throat had been injured before, so she lost her voice."

"What should we do now?" Mo Jingtian asked.

Qin Yue took out the silver needle and said, "It's easy to handle. Calm down your mood. Just use acupuncture, take medicine, and avoid food. You'll recover soon."

Mo Jingtian looked at the long needles, shining coldly under the light.

He looked at Jiang Mo who was sitting obediently on the chair, feeling the cold sweat oozing out from her palms, and said gently and comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, Uncle Qin is an old Chinese doctor, he is Professor Qin's father, and he has very good medical skills." , the best at acupuncture, if you are scared, just close your eyes, I promise, it won’t hurt at all.”

Jiang Mo held his hand harder.

She pursed her lips tightly, clenched her fist with her other hand, and dug her nails into her palm to resist the fear in her heart.

The muscles all over my body were tense, and I gradually relaxed as I watched the slender sharp needle pierce into my body. I really didn't feel the pain as expected.

On the contrary, Mo Jingtian, who was squatting aside, became even more nervous. Every time Qin Yue pressed a needle, his heart lifted a little. He had seen acupuncture with his own eyes before, and even tried acupuncture himself, but he had never been like this before. nervous.

Qin Yue inserted thirty-six needles and saw that Mo Jingtian's whole body was as stretched as a straight string, and it might break at any time.