Jin Aimi bit her red lips, held the back of the chair with her hands and struggled to move forward, but as soon as she took a step, the excruciating pain made her cry out in pain.
"Ah - it hurts!"
She didn¡¯t care about her image as a lady, and fell down on her seat.
Everyone looked at her in surprise, "What's wrong with Miss Jin's feet?"
"Did you have a serious collision just now?"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Send me to the hospital earlier!"
Everyone looked at Jin Aimi, whose face was pale and almost without any blood.
She had long, wavy hair hanging down her back, and the way she bit her lower lip in pain to endure it made people couldn't help but feel pity for her.
Shang Lingxiao, who was closest to her, quickly squatted down and carefully lifted her right foot. As a result, she saw that the foot inside the high-heeled shoes had become as swollen as a steamed bun, and a bruise was gradually revealed.
"I don't know if any bones were injured." Shang Lingxiao observed and found that it didn't look like a collision at allbut rather, it seemed like he had been hit hard by something!
Did someone step on you?
He glanced suspiciously at Bo Xingzhi, who had an indifferent expression.
I always feel that Kim Amy¡¯s feet are a bit swollen.
"Miss Jin, why don't I take you to the hospital." Shang Lingxiao held her in his arms, "I'm afraid you won't be able to walk on your feet for the time being."
Jin Aimi huddled in his arms in frustration. In fact, she wanted Bo Xingzhi to hold her.
But seeing Bo Xingzhi trample her like this, she also knew that there was no way this man would carry her and take her to the hospital.
She could only grit her teeth and swallow the blood into her stomach.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Shang."
As she spoke, she glanced at everyone again, her expression becoming more and more pitiful, "Let everyone laugh."
"Your health is important. Miss Jin, please go to the hospital quickly."
"Let's go quickly. There is no time to delay."
First, Jin Aimi was sent away, and then everyone gradually dispersed.
Bo Xingzhi took Song Yan directly back to his office.
I hope Kim Aimi will remember this lesson and stop those disgusting little actions.
He thought coldly.
Just then his cell phone rang, it was the president calling.
"What? Amy Jin injured her foot? Why don't you go to visit her? Your brother has followed her, why don't you go? You're so ignorant!"
Bo Xingzhi sneered, "You care about her so much, you can go alone."
"Don't I want you to behave well?" The president was immediately angered by Bo Xingzhi again, "Every day, it makes people worry. Hurry up and buy some gifts and go to the hospital."
"Whoever falls in love will fall in love with you, but I won't fall in love anyway." After saying that, Bo Xingzhi hung up the phone.
On the other side, Jin Aimi got into Shang Lingxiao¡¯s car and arrived at the hospital quickly. Shang Lingxiao carefully carried her out of the car and jogged all the way to the emergency room.
"Why is this foot swollen like this? Is it twisted?" The doctor looked at Jin Aimi's foot that was as swollen as a pig's trotter in shock.
Jin Aimi said with some embarrassment, "I bumped into the corner of the table. Because it was unexpected, the bump was a bit hard."
"What grudge do you have against your own foot?" The doctor said and began to make a diagnosis. "Let's take a X-ray first to see if there is any damage to the bones."
"This injury is on the instep" Every move of Jin Aimi's foot was like a heart-breaking pain.
¡°When I put my feet on the X-ray machine, it¡¯s even more painful to move over.
She doesn¡¯t really want to take pictures
"The instep may also be fractured!" After the doctor finished speaking, he opened the examination sheet, "Let's get checked quickly."
Shang Lingxiao and Jin Aimi¡¯s assistant went to check her again.
Jin Aimi was so painful that she almost fainted.
But she didn¡¯t dare to scream in front of Shang Lingxiao unscrupulously and without any image, so she could only endure it with all her strength.
Fortunately, the filming only took a moment.
By the time her feet were put down again, she was dripping with sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
She lay weakly in Shang Lingxiao's arms and couldn't help but shed tears like beads, "Why does it hurt so much?"
"It will be fine soon." Shang Lingxiao comforted her with a very sincere expression, "It must hurt if you are injured!"
Just when Jin Aimi was sitting in the consulting room with tears streaming down her face, a phone call came.; When Jin Nanhyuk saw her badly injured foot, he put aside his many dissatisfaction with her for the time being.
Shang Lingxiao raised his eyebrows slightly. This seemed to be different from the rumors.
Kim Namhyuk seems to be quite strict with Kim Aimi, although the mistakes Kim Aimi made are indeed very big.
¡°If it was his daughter who made such a mistake, not to mention getting scolded, she would not be able to eat or sleep for three days, and she would have to be tortured so hard that it will be remembered.
"Mr. Jin, calm down. Miss Jin's health is urgent."
"Mr. Shang, thank you for taking care of Amy. It's troublesome for you." Jin Nanhe suppressed the anger in his heart and said to Shang Lingxiao, "What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said that surgery may be needed. The instep is fractured. Steel nails may need to be implanted. It will take a hundred days to break the muscles and bonessoI am afraid that Ms. Jin can no longer be responsible for the project that will be contracted with us."
Shang Lingxiao told Jin Nanhe the situation in a very gentlemanly manner.
Jin Nanhe¡¯s face suddenly looked a little ugly.
But he did not continue to have attacks, "You take good care of your injuries, and I will leave the work to others."
Jin Aimi was anxious. She looked at Jin Nanhe with her beautiful eyes in disbelief, "Daddy, how can I change people for the project I'm talking about? I can work in a wheelchair, no problem."
"Aimi, your health is important. Don't talk about anything else." Jin Nanhe insisted on replacing him. This time, Kim Aimi really made him mad.
He shook his head in disbelief, "How did you arrange the time for the operation?"
Jin Aimi lowered her head with a gloomy face, "It's three o'clock in the afternoon."
It¡¯s over, it¡¯s all over.
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