Chapter 1793 - This Little Guy Is Handsome!

Ji Zhong's face was slightly cold, and he explained in a deep voice: "Because everyone wants to kill her!"

Just the night before yesterday, ten planes of our young master were blown up by them, and it was a stand-in who got on the plane, if it was her, where would you have the opportunity to beg her now? ”

Chen Minfeng was stunned after hearing this, tears flowed unstoppably like a river bursting the embankment, and helplessly grabbed his hair and cried on the ground.

Ji Zhongzhong couldn't bear to look at it or listen to it, so he finally opened the door and walked out quickly.

Wen Hao was just about to get blood, and when he saw Ji Zhong suddenly burst into tears, he called out with a look of embarrassment: "Master......"

Ji Zhong waved his hand, and he couldn't open his mouth for a long time......

Wen Hao had no choice but to take a few tissues and hand them to him, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart......

Mountains and seas

Jian Junxi still kept flipping through medical books, including chemistry, and finally, he turned out all Jiang Yichuan's relics.

The methods she found had little effect, and in the end, she sat on the edge of the windowsill, looking calmly at the sea outside the transparent glass, and the worry was no longer on her face.

At this time, the sea level is sparkling against the faint setting sun, and the waves crash against the beach, sometimes fierce, sometimes calm.

She stroked her forehead as if she had a headache, and Abu brought her a glass of boiled water, which she drank as if it were a spirit......

"Young Master, it's not too early...... Abu whispered as he looked at the time on the wall.

"Hmm!" Jian Junxi put the cup on the glass table, didn't say a word for a long time, didn't want to get up, and kept staring at the endless sea.

The "magnetic ......" mobile phone vibrated in her pocket, she reached out and looked at it, and slid the answer button with a faint expression.

"Young master, the president is here, and the prime minister and his party say that they must see you!" Wen Hao's voice was slightly anxious.

"Nope!" Jian Junxi's voice was full of exhaustion.

They said...... If you don't see them, they'll be waiting outside the door! Wen Hao opened his mouth with an embarrassed expression.

Jian Junxi was silent for a long time, his sad gaze became more and more hollow, there was no focus, and he said lightly:

"Wen Hao, last time, you didn't seem to take a photo of him when you did color ultrasound, today, take a picture!"

When Wen Hao heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he choked up: "Okay!" ”

After Jian Junxi hung up, he was about to stand up with the handrail, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Abu immediately grabbed her arm and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, do you want to go back now?" ”

Jian Junxi lowered his head and looked at his abdomen, his dark eyes were so dim that there was no trace of color, his heart was like a boulder crushing, he couldn't breathe in pain, and he let out a hoarse "um......".

He raised his head and took a deep breath to calm his mood, and then dragged his heavy steps back to Qinya Garden with Abu.

Wen Hao redid a color ultrasound for her, and took the clearest set of photos for the child.

Jian Junxi took the photo and looked left and right, but he still couldn't see who he looked like?

Wen Hao smiled lightly: "This little guy is very handsome!" ”

"Why can't I see it, he's like a little clay figure......" Jian Junxi had a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and his whole body exuded the brilliance of maternal love.

"Huh...... You don't have to look at it, because our young master is already handsome, and his father is also handsome, do you think he can be ugly? ”

Wen Hao finished speaking with a smile, turned off the instrument, and raised his hand to look at the time.

Jian Junxi's thin lips were slightly raised, and he put the photo in his wallet.

"Young Master, Yan Rongliang has arrived!" Wen Hao saw that she was still not in a hurry, so he couldn't help but remind softly.

(End of chapter)