Xi Lizhong's face turned pale suddenly, she stared at Xi Jincheng in disbelief, and her hands hanging on the bed were clenched into fists.

"Beast!" Xi Lizhong cursed angrily, looked at the bedside table left and right, looking for something to smash.

The bedside table was so clean that it had been washed, and he had already smashed everything.

Xi Jincheng shrugged his shoulders and disagreed.

"It seems that Chairman Xi doesn't understand what's going on! You love that woman Pan Xin so much, are you sure she loves you as much as you love her?" Xi Jincheng smiled lightly, and he looked like he was watching the show.

"That has nothing to do with you!" Xi Lizhong panted, glared at him again, and the red bloodshots were motivated again.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Xi Jincheng said "tsk" twice, shook his head, and looked at him with a funny look: "How come it has nothing to do with me? If he really has half of the blood from the Xi family on his body, at least when I take action in the future, I may be more merciful for the sake of the half blood! If even half of the blood on his body is not named Xi... Haha, Chairman Xi thinks that Xi Jincheng is so charitable and caring person?"

"What do you know? Why do you talk nonsense?" Xi Lizhong slapped the bed hard and roared angrily.

"Is it nonsense? I don't believe Chairman Xi has no confidence in his heart!" Xi Jincheng glanced at him coldly. He was so excited that it made people unable to tell whether he really had an affair with Pan Xin.

"Jincheng, you just need to take care of your Tianmu and stop paying attention to our business, okay?" Xi Lizhong gasped in a hurry, as if he couldn't breathe several times, and his face felt extremely uncomfortable.

Xi Jincheng saw that he was so frustrated that he threw down the cigarette butt, stomped it on his toes, and stood up.

"If you don't want to die so soon, then stay in the hospital for me and no one will see you! If you want to die, I won't stop you. Go back to Xi's house!" Xi Jincheng turned around, turned his back to him without looking back, and said coldly.

"What does it mean?" Xi Lizhong was stunned and looked at Xi Jincheng's back, unable to understand what he meant.

Xi Jincheng did not explain too much and walked straight out.

"You come back! Make it clear to me!" Xi Lizhong beat the bed hard and roared.

"Although I really don't like you, I don't want you to die so soon, especially at the hands of those people!" Xi Jincheng paused, turned his head, and looked at him coldly.

Xi Li was stiff on the bed, her mouth slightly opened, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"Director, if Chairman Xi is not discharged from the hospital, then he will be the same as I told you before, and no one will be allowed to see him. If he wants to be discharged from the hospital, then he will no longer accept him in the hospital!" Xi Jincheng opened the door and ordered the president outside the ward in front of Xi Lizhong.

Xi Li held his hands tightly and looked at Xi Jincheng deeply, his mind moving quickly.

He is physically ill, but his brain is not ill!

Xi Jincheng's seemingly sarcastic and sarcastic words actually implied some information.

"Okay, Mr. Xi!" The dean's voice came from outside the door. After pausing for a moment, he continued: "It's just that the nurse was injured by the chairman before, so he might have to change another nurse."

"Then choose! You need to be clean!" Xi Jincheng looked at Xi Lizhong again before walking out of the ward.

Xi Jincheng left, and the dean brought the nurse and the cleaner in. The cleaner began to clean up the end of the ward.

"What's wrong with my illness?" Xi Lizhong calmed down, looked at the dean, and asked calmly.

"Three parts sick, seven parts poison." The dean hesitated for a while before speaking slowly.

"Poison?" Xi Lizhong trembled all over, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became sharp.

"For your health, Mr. Xi asked not to tell you, so he never dared to tell you. However, since you were hospitalized, your body has not improved at all, but has also maintained the condition of the hospital. I believe Chairman Xi can also feel this..."

"Have you improved these days?" Xi Li interrupted him seriously and asked in confusion.

"Yes. These days, Mr. Xi asked me to prevent anyone from coming to you. It means that you have been under our protection these days and have not given anyone else a chance to get close to you and poison you." The dean said directly, and Xi Jincheng said just now that he had understood enough.

Xi Lizhong is not the kind of stupid person who is hopeless, and he doesn't need to be so picky.

Perhaps it was because things were too unacceptable that he adopted a subconscious state of escape.

Xi Lizhong didn't ask anything else. He collapsed on the bed and looked at the ceiling with his eyes distracted.

The dean winked at the nurse, and the nurse hurried forward and began to prepare for infusion of Xi Lizhong.

"Chairman Xi, although Mr. Xi's speech is a bit unpleasant, he does care about you and is also considering your health. Now, I just hope that you can cooperate with our treatment. Your disease is not yet at the point of no treatment."

The dean continued to do ideological work for Xi Li, afraid that he would smash it out again when the infusion was injected.

"I understand." Xi Li closed his eyes, replied coldly, and seemed to be asleep, without moving.

The dean nodded to the nurse and turned around and went out.

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After Xi Jincheng left, he went directly to Dr. Li's office.

Dr. Li was calling. When he saw him coming, he smiled at him, pointed to the waiting area, and continued to talk to the phone.

Xi Jincheng didn't be polite to him, so he walked in and found a chair to sit down.

After Dr. Li quickly finished the instructions, he hung up the phone and walked towards him.

"Boy, why are you willing to come to see me today?" As he said that, he reached out to pat his head, but Xi Jincheng still avoided it.

Xi Jincheng leaned lazily against the back of the chair, looked at him lukewarmly, and pulled the corner of his lips.

"Come and see if you are still alive." Xi Jincheng folded his legs and smiled faintly.

"Ha, stinky brat, the dog can't spit out ivory!" Dr. Li snorted coldly and sat down next to him: "Have you seen your father?"

"Yes." Xi Jincheng skipped his lips and his tone was cold and thin.

"I have been to give a lecture recently in other places and haven't visited him for several days. I wonder how he is?" Dr. Li sighed and asked with concern.

"It's just like that, it's not good to be alive!" Xi Jincheng shrugged his shoulders and replied indifferently.

"Strange, isn't it just this kind of disease that is full of diseases on the street? How could it be so entangled?" Dr. Li frowned, looking incomprehensible.

Xi Jincheng looked at him and refused to respond.
Chapter completed!