Can This Marriage Be Divorced?

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"Brother Chi?" Jiang Hua's extremely worried voice sounded after he saw Xie Feichi coming over slowly.

Two minutes ago, they had already got into the driver's car.

When the driver came to pick them up, he saw from a distance that Xie Feichi had one knee knocked on the concrete floor. He was shocked and immediately got out of the car to help Jiang Hua carry Xie Feichi to the car. The car was rushing to the hospital.

Xie Feichi bent his back and pressed his head with one hand. After hearing Jiang Hua's voice, he raised his face with his head, which was no longer painful but very uncomfortable. His face had become particularly pale.

"No need to go to the hospital." Xie Feichi's voice was very weak.

The driver glanced at him from the rearview mirror, "Mr. Xie, you look very bad, you should go to the hospital."

"Yes, how can we not go to the hospital?" Jiang Hua followed closely, "Brother Chi, don't talk for now, there is a hospital nearby, we will be there soon."

"Really, no need, I want to go back." Xie Feichi's voice was a little deep.

"......" Jiang Hua and the driver were both silent, and they didn't know how to arrange it for a while.

"Okay, then drive back." Jiang Hua said to the driver, and then picked up the phone, "You don't have to go to the hospital, I'll call Brother Fu now."

"Fu Shaoyi." Xie Feichi sat up straight when he heard Jiang Hua's words, and then hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket.

Jiang Hua saw that he was suddenly more anxious than himself, and didn't understand why.

He felt that he had been in a state of confusion since Su Huai appeared.

He did not understand what Su Huai meant by those messy words, and after his brother Chi suddenly said this, he did not understand what was going on.

Xie Feichi's heart was still beating fast, and his hands could not help shaking slightly as he took out his mobile phone. After unlocking it, the interface was still on the WeChat interface before he closed the screen just now. At first glance, he saw that Zhuang Shiqiu had just sent him six messages in a row.

Xie Feichi was afraid that Zhuang Shiqiu had something urgent to do, so he opened it first, and then said to Jiang Hua next to him, "Please use your phone to contact Fu Shaoyi for me."

Jiang Hua, who was watching his movements intently, immediately realized what he wanted to do and dialed a phone number that he had just saved at noon.

[Mom: [Picture] x2]

[Mom: Chi Chi, what's going on? ]

[Mom: Do you have other accounts? ]

[Mom: What do these netizens mean? Why are they saying you plagiarized? ]

[Mom: Is this Jiling Chi also your account? Xie

Feichi looked at the words "plagiarism" and "clever Chi" and felt even more uncomfortable in his head. It was intermittent, not painful, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.

As Jiang Hua's external speaker rang, Xie Feichi clicked on the pictures sent by Zhuang Shiqiu. The first picture was a Weibo interface, and the name of the account that posted the content was a long string of garbled English. Is

this artist "Chi Yi" who claims to be a new artist really not the master of clever Chi? It's not just the style that's similar, right? The first picture of his comic strip is different from the one drawn by Jilingchi before, except for the face. The movements and scenes are more than 90% similar... Even the child character holds a foam ball... Uh, if it's not the same person, this is plagiarism, hard to judge. 】