"No, I've been sleeping......" Nangong Jing's dark eyes flashed with a trace of worry, and silently stepped aside.

"Uncle Ji, in the past two months, we guarantee that she has slept ten hours a day, and her complexion is also good, shouldn't it get better?"

Yang Hui pushed Ji Zhong to the side of the bed, looking worried.

Ji Zhong nodded slightly, stared at Jian Junxi, and said while putting down the box: "Don't worry, I'll take a look ......"

"Good ......" Yang Hui pushed the chair next to the bed and motioned for him to sit down.

Ji Zhong picked up Jian Junxi's left hand and probed her pulse, there was a flash of shock in the old eyes, and he lowered his eyes to hide the strange emotion.

He cleared his throat and said lightly: "The young master is not in serious trouble, but his body is going downhill."

She herself should have felt that everything will be more difficult than before, and her spirit will be much worse than before......"

"What then?" Lin Yiyi couldn't help but reddened her eyes when she heard this, and she was so anxious that she didn't know where to put it......

"Uncle Ji, you tell us the truth, does she really have three more years?" Yang Hui asked excitedly with red eyes.

Ji Zhong's face stiffened, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Sir, don't worry, as long as she maintains this state now, she can get pregnant within two years." ”

"That's good, that's good!" Yang Hui exhaled when he heard him say this.

"Gong Jing......" Lin Yiyi stared at Nangong Jing with an uneasy expression.

Nangong Jing's eyes were full of clouds and mist, his heart was like being invaded by a storm, thunder and lightning were raging, and heavy rain was falling sharply, knocking on his heart one by one, and said hoarsely:

"Give me another week, and if she still doesn't want to, I'll arrange for IVF ......"

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui glanced at each other, staring at Jian Junxi on the bed, not knowing what to say

Anyway, this matter can't be delayed any longer......

The blood on Ji Zhong's face faded, and the hand that pulled up the medicine box trembled invisibly......

"Uncle, aunt, I want to ask this Grandpa Ji alone how to take care of her......"

Nangong Jing opened his mouth with a sincere face, his eyes were calm and waveless, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Okay, then Uncle Ji, you ......" Yang Hui wanted to keep it, but he was worried that such a request would embarrass his old man.

"It's okay, don't worry, sir, I'll wait for the young master to wake up before leaving." Ji Zhong's eyes were slightly dim, as if he didn't feel at ease if he didn't see her wake up.

"That's good, then you talk to Gong Jing, we'll come back later!" After Yang Hui finished speaking, he pulled the reluctant Lin Yiyi out of the bedroom.

"Okay!" Ji Zhong bowed slightly.

At the moment, even breathing is heavy.

Nangong Jing pulled the quilt for Jian Junxi, turned off the headlights, leaving only a dim desk lamp, and said in a low voice: "Let's talk outside!" ”

"Okay......" Ji Zhong's eyes were slightly stunned, and he followed him out of the door.

When the two of them came to the sofa, Nangong Jing didn't speak, just picked up the tea set with an expressionless face.

pressed the button to boil water, and it looked like he was going to make tea for Ji Zhong.

After Ji Zhong sat down, he looked at him with a little deep meaning, there was no trace of waves on his wrinkled face, but the blood vessels in his body were like tight steel wires.

It's not because he's afraid of Nangong Jing, but he doesn't know what Nangong Jing wants? Or is there something he wants to know from himself?

Nangong Jing put the tea leaves, just waiting for the water to boil, the dark pupils glowed with a faint light, and the kingly aura exuded from his body inexplicably made people feel a strong sense of oppression.

Looking at Ji Zhongyou, he asked, "She called you Grandpa Ji, right?" ”

(End of chapter)