Chapter 1672: Thank You!

Jian Junxi's thin lips were pursed, and he was still inexplicably panicked in his heart, this feeling was like five years ago, when he was forced to have nowhere to escape, he must send them out of the country.

Afraid that she would never see them again, her right hand subconsciously caressed her abdomen, as if only in this way would her heart not be so hesitant.

"Young master, since it's okay, then I'll call Madame and Mr. in, they've been waiting outside for a day!" Ji Zhong stood up as he spoke.

The worry between his eyebrows and eyes did not completely dissipate, because, with too much medication, he was very worried that the child's intelligence would be abnormal after birth.

"Okay, thank you Grandpa Ji, thank you for your hard work!" Jian Junxi thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

In fact, she is good to these people, in addition to the fact that she needs to employ people, and she also understands how difficult it is for people to live in pain.

No matter whether it is regret or pain, there is no chance to turn over and start again, just like herself, everyone has a time when they fall to the bottom

It would be nice if someone could pull a hand, so, being nice to them, she felt like she was redeeming herself.

It's just that as I experienced more and more things, I suddenly found that I had paid nothing to them.

And what they paid to themselves was almost all of them, looking at Ji Zhong's lonely and vicissitudes of life, a sense of guilt arose.

"What are you talking about, this is what the old man should do, if you can, try not to get out of bed these days, and don't put pressure on yourself, the child is very fragile and can't be tossed anymore!"

Ji Zhong's old eyes revealed only distress.

"Good ......" Jian Junxi also probed the pulse image himself, his body was very weak, and the child was in need of balanced nutrition when he was growing his body.

Ji Zhong stood up, helpless and embarrassed, only after turning around, his back looked particularly melancholy.

Wen Hao put her bag on the head of the bed, and said lightly: "Young master, these days, if you can, try not to move if you can, it's best to stay in bed!" ”

"Hmm......" Jian Junxi suddenly saw the Buddha beads in his hand, held it in his hand and moved it, and then he felt a little more settled.

"Cher...... How are you? Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui rushed in from outside with red eyes.

God knows how they survived this day.

When I heard that she and the child were fine, at that moment, I couldn't stop the tears, I didn't want her to be worried and sad, so I wiped away my tears before I dared to come in.

"Sorry to worry you again!" A trace of guilt flashed across Jian Junxi's eyes, and the mist lingered.

"If you don't want us to worry about it, just get along with the child." Yang Hui pulled the quilt for her, lowered his eyes, and hid the flicker.

"Okay." Jian Junxi nodded.

"Hungry or not, the kitchen should be ready." Lin Yiyi gently stroked the broken hair in her ears, and her heart was distressed on her face.

"Then let them in, let's eat here!" Jian Junxi hooked her lips, although it was a very faint smile, she could still feel the change in her.

That is the fortitude and tolerance of motherhood, because I love my children and understand the anxious mood of my parents better.

"Okay, then I'll go talk to them!" Lin Yiyi replied with a smile.

I didn't dare to mention anything again, I heard that Nangong Jing was fine, she and the child were safe, and the heart hanging in her throat was finally put back in its place.

"Hmm!" Jian Junxi nodded slightly, saw his bag beside him, opened it and rummaged through his mobile phone, and found that there was no power, frowning slightly.

"Wen Hao, charge my phone!" She looked up and said to Wen Hao, who was about to go out.

(End of chapter)