"No, I've got a few days to get busy, and you're waiting for me over there, don't you want me to accompany you on a trip?"

A faint layer of tears appeared in Jian Junxi's eyes, every step was so difficult, so difficult that she felt tired even breathing.

"Really? Then Gong Jing and he came along? Lin Yiyi's voice implied anticipation.

Jian Junxi turned his head to look at Nangong Jing on the bed, his throat seemed to be full of needles, and he was choked up......

"Junxi ......" Lin Yiyi, who couldn't hear the answer, called anxiously.

"It depends, he's busier than me......" Jian Junxi prevaricated casually.

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to let him bring his computer?" Lin Yiyi's voice was a little unhappy.

"Well, I'll talk to him, you and my dad talk about it, I still have something to do here, so I won't tell you!"

Jian Junxi exuded a lonely aura all over his body, and his heavy face was like a dark cloud in the sky, and there would be a tendency of storms and rains at any time......

"Okay, you have to pay attention to rest yourself, you know? If you have nothing to do, do more head massage, and ask Abu to press it for you......"

Lin Yiyi's voice was as happy as a delicate flower, because she felt that Jian Junxi didn't seem to hate Nangong Jing so much......

"Hmm......" Jian Junxi hung up after answering, caressing his swollen forehead.

Turning to look at Nangong Jing on the bed, he lowered his head and walked over, Wen Hao knocked on the door and walked in, and called lightly: "Young master......"

"Hmm...... Will his life be in danger? Jian Junxi's worried voice was as light as a dandelion that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Wen Hao said while changing the potion for him: "It's hard to say, he has serious injuries on his body, and it's a miracle that he is still alive......"

Jian Junxi felt a cool breath enter from the soles of his feet, quickly reaching every part of his body.

In fact, his pulse seemed to be very weak, and he knew in his heart that if it were an ordinary person, he would have been unable to bear it a long time ago, so he turned around and said nothing......

After Dr. Wen Hao's work was done, he picked up the information and began to report on business, mentioning that when he transferred the funds out of Leng Qing, he found that her face was waveless and unwavering.

He asked, "You know?" ”

Jian Junxi lifted his eyes, what does this step of cold love mean? What are you reminding yourself of? Or is it deliberately trying to mislead yourself?

Remembering that he was still in that woods, his heart was like a sharp knife grazing, and he said hoarsely: "Know a little ......"

"Oh......" Wen Hao nodded and continued: "My job here is almost like this, I'll wait to get your dress!" ”

"Well, take Abu with you, if you don't have her size, ask them to hurry up and make a ......," Jian Junxi said as he returned to Nangong Jing's bedside.

"Good ......" Wen Hao looked at her sad and lonely back, feeling a little distressed inexplicably.

Because he seemed to see her secret wound, it was a pain that could never be spoken, it was an invisible internal wound.

Tightened the information in his hand, sighed, and turned around and walked out.

Jian Junxi was lying on the side of the bed, and he didn't want to say a word anymore

Xu was already tired after staying up all night, or maybe it didn't matter anymore, and he fell asleep not long after lying on the side of the bed......

The sun had set on the horizon, and the twilight was like a large gray net, quietly scattering and enveloping the whole earth......

Jian Junxi's forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, as if he was having some very bad nightmare, and suddenly stood upright from the small bed.

Turning his head to look at Nangong Jing, who was still unconscious on the bed, there was a moment of disappointment in his dark eyes, and the crystal tears flickered, like black crystals reflected in the water

(End of chapter)