Since He Jianfang couldn't accept being with Uncle Xiao Wang anymore, but she was able to agree to start a family with Zhang Heng, maybe what she blurted out in anger before was probably the truth. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Jing squeezed He An'an's hand tightly: "An'an, I'm afraid." ”

He Anan leaned forward, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Zhang Jing's waist, half-hugged the person in his arms, and gently patted her back: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

"My mom and dad are really getting divorced, what should I do?" Zhang Jing muttered, her voice starting to choke again.

He Anan hugged her hand and tightened it: "No, even if they are really separated, you will not lose them, and I will always be by your side." ”

Zhang Jing stared at He An'an with wide eyes: "An'an, don't let me go, and don't leave me." ”

"No, I won't leave you, good, close your eyes, get some sleep, and everything will be fine tomorrow." He An'an soothed softly.

Zhang Jing closed her eyes a little bit, her thick long eyelashes stuck together, and her eyelids trembled slightly.

He Anan propped herself up and kissed her forehead gently: "If you can't sleep, lie down, I've been here with you." ”

Zhang Jing closed her eyes and nodded.

He An'an had insomnia at night, she couldn't help but turn back and forth, and in the middle of the night, Zhang Jing suddenly whispered: "An'an, have you slept?" ”

He Anan hurriedly agreed: "No." ”

Zhang Jing quickly fell silent again, and He An'an closed his eyes.

After more than half an hour, Zhang Jing asked again: "An An?" ”

He Anan immediately shook her hand back: "I'm here." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Jing breathed a long sigh of relief and fell silent again.

It was repeated several times throughout the night, and when it was almost dawn, the two of them fell asleep in a tired hug.

The family never came to call them, or they saw them, and when they saw that they were asleep, they left again.

By the time He An'an woke up, it was already half past two in the afternoon.

When Zhang Jing heard the movement, a spirit woke up, looked at He Anan blankly, and remembered what happened for a long time, his nose was sore, and he wanted to cry a little.

He Anan got out of bed to change his clothes, and went out to the guest room to help Zhang Jing get clean clothes.

When he entered the guest room, he saw that the bedding had been neatly folded, He Anan found his clothes, left the guest room, and went to the living room to take a turn.

He Fangyao and He Zongchao were nesting on the sofa watching TV, their voices were very quiet, they turned their heads when they heard the movement, and saw that it was her, He Fangyao frowned, but He Zongchao took the initiative to say hello: "Wake up?" How is Sister Xiaojing? ”

He Anan nodded: "It's much better, what about Dad and Auntie?" ”

He Zongchao turned around and knelt on the sofa, so that he could talk to her: "I said that I went to the hospital, by the way, Brother Xiaozhi called just now and said that if you wake up, call him back." ”

He Anan was stunned for a moment, followed He Zongchao to thank him, and went back to the house to send the clothes to Zhang Jing first, and then trotted out and went to the living room to call Fan Xuezhi back.

Almost as soon as the call was dialed, it was connected.

"Hello?"

"An An." Fan Xuezhi called her name and asked, "Awake?" ”

"Well, just got up." He Anan held the microphone, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at He Fangyao and He Zongchao who were sitting on the side, both of them staring at the TV without squinting, but they were obviously listening to what she said.

He Anan felt a little embarrassed and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

"I'm going to visit Uncle Wang in the hospital today, do you want to go with me?"

He Anan thought of Zhang Jing and hesitated a little, in fact, she really wanted to go and see it, after all, Uncle Xiao Wang was also very good to her before.

She thought for a moment and said, "I'll go back and say to Jing Jing, what time will we meet?" ”

"No, you just clean up."

He Anan asked: "You won't be at my door, will you?" ”

"Hmm." Fan Xuezhi agreed.

He Anan's eyes widened in surprise: "How long have you been here?" ”

"It won't be long, you don't have to worry, I'll wait in the car."

He Anan hung up the phone and asked He Zongchao: "When did he call before?" ”

He Zongchao immediately replied: "At half past twelve." ”

He Anan glanced at the time on the wall, and was angry and moved for a while, this person came so early, and he had been waiting outside.

When He Anan returned to the house, Zhang Jing was already dressed neatly, and she asked with some hesitation: "Jingjing, Brother Xiaozhi is going to visit Uncle Xiao Wang in the hospital today, are you going?" ”

Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Go ahead." ”

He Anan was a little worried: "If you don't want to go, don't go." ”

"I was quite angry with Uncle Wang before, but when I saw people in the hospital, he became like that, and I couldn't hate it." Zhang Jing reached out and fastened the button on the placket: "Besides, he has always hurt me." ”

Zhang Jing spoke, her eyes were a little red again: "I'm fine, wash up, let's go." ”

The two of them quickly cleaned up and hurried out of the house.

After getting into the car, Fan Xuezhi turned his head to look at Zhang Jing, and saw that her condition was obviously much better, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Will you go to the ward later?" ”

Fan Xuezhi didn't know what kind of attitude Zhang Jing had towards Uncle Xiao Wang now, whether he would hate Uncle Xiao Wang like the woman who was outside before he rejected Zhang Heng.

Zhang Jing shook her head, her emotions were not as excited as yesterday: "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Fan Xuezhi turned his head to look at He An'an, and when he saw her nodding, he was relieved.

Fan Xuezhi took them straight to the inpatient building and took the elevator to the fifth floor.

When standing at the door of the ward, the door was half open, and He Jianfang and He Jianbin were inside, one sitting on the edge of the bed, and the other standing in front of the windowsill.

"Dad!" He An'an pulled Zhang Jing in, Uncle Xiao Wang lived in a senior ward, there were two beds in the room, one was for the patient to lie down, and the other was for the family members who accompanied the bed to rest.

He Jianfang was sitting on the edge of Uncle Wang's bed, the two held hands together, and when they heard the movement, Uncle Wang obviously wanted to withdraw his hand, but he Jianfang was resolutely held down.

He Jianfang looked back at Zhang Jing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come on, your Uncle Wang just woke up for a while." ”

Zhang Jing stared at He Jianfang, and after looking at it twice, he turned his head to look at Uncle Xiao Wang.

Uncle Xiao Wang had many tubes inserted in his body, and there were three sets of infusion bags hanging on the shelf above his head, and he lay quietly on the bed, the upper half of the quilt was raised high, and the lower half was flat so that people couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Uncle Wang." He Anan had been holding hands with Zhang Jing, and she greeted Uncle Wang with a smile: "How are you?" Better? (To be continued.) )