Shang Jin stepped forward and grabbed Zhuli's cold fingertips.

Zhuli's dim eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mrs. Jing, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Her hand in the palm of her hand suddenly tightened a little.

Shang Jin smiled without saying a word, and raised his hand to put his hand around her shoulder.

"When he wakes up, let him tell you himself."

She sat down on the nearby bench with Zhuli in her arms, her warm palm patting the back of her hand irregularly.

Suddenly, the lights in the rescue room went out.

The doctor told them that the patient was temporarily out of life-threatening danger.

Yu Qing's stab missed and did not pierce the heart.

VIP Ward

Zhuli moved the escort chair and sat down on the side of the bed, her trembling eyelashes full of worry.

"When will you wake up, I have a lot to say to you."

She held up the man's broad palm and placed it lightly on her cheek.

She furrowed her slender eyebrows and held back a whimper, afraid that the man in the hospital bed would wake up and see her with tears on his face.

Zhuli really can't hide his love for him now.

His sentence: "I'm afraid that you will be afraid alone, so I will accompany you." It echoed in her ears for a long time.

"Why are you so stupid, you know that she is coming for you, and you still come to die."

At the thought of this, her eyes began to heat up again.

The force of squeezing the man's hand increased.

At this moment, her tears were like pearls with broken threads, and she couldn't control them at all.

Crying and crying, she actually fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

After several days of running, she seemed to have slept for a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, Takeri's pupils reflected the ceiling of the hospital.

She furrowed her eyebrows slightly, and for a moment had the illusion that she was in the hospital.

She quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, looking around with round eyes.

Suddenly, the door to the ward was pushed open.

The man's hospital gown didn't seem to fit very well, and the tough curves were perfectly revealed.

Takeri didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't even bother to put on his shoes, and almost flew to him.

The two arms were like nimble snakes, wrapped around the man's waist.

"When did you wake up?"

"You're running outside before you're healed?"

"Don't you want to stay with me?"

The tip of her nose was sore, and a mist slowly formed in her eyes.

Jing Huaizhi smiled helplessly, raised his hand and rubbed her head.

"When I woke up, I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you."

"Why, I have to get your permission to go out in the future?"

"Mrs. Jing?"

The man's clear voice concealed a faint smile.

Takeri willfully twisted her head to the side, deliberately not looking at him.

"Can't you?"

Her face was full of tsundere, but there was a sense of joy in her tone that was difficult to hide.

He pinched the tip of her small nose, and his words were full of pampering: "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

"Wife."

The man leaned down, almost biting her earlobe.

Suddenly, there was a bustling voice in the hallway.

Only then did Zhuli realize that they were still standing at the door.

Unhooked the hand around his waist, grabbed his arm, and led the door.

"Does your wound still hurt?"

was dragged by her like this, and the wound that had just been stitched up was probably split again.

Jing Huaizhi covered his chest with one hand, and his free hand rested on her shoulder.

"It didn't hurt, but it's not far from returning to the West after being pulled by you like this."

Zhuli was a little embarrassed and helped him lie back on the hospital bed.

He looked at the woman in front of him busy with him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl.

She cares about him.

"Wife, come over here."

Jing Huaizhi's drooping eyes were full of happiness.

Zhuli was busy helping him tuck the quilt at the end of the bed, and walked quickly to him when he heard the sound.

"What's wrong?"

The woman's clear pupils flickered with doubt.

"Come closer."

The man hooked his finger at her.

She lowered her body a few degrees, and then someone grabbed her wrist.

With a strong pull, she also fell into the man's wide embrace.

"You're going to tear the wound open, I... I can't hold you down..."

Zhuli is somewhat incoherent.

The corners of Jing Huaizhi's mouth rose in a shallow arc, and he said casually: "Hold it for a while." ”

If something happened, he wouldn't be able to get up at all.

"When I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll take you to meet someone, okay?"

He rested his chin on the top of her hair and chuckled.

Takeri carefully avoided the location of his wound and hummed in a slightly nasal tone.

"When you are discharged from the hospital, I have something to tell you."

"Can't you say it now?"

Jing Huaizhi tilted his head slightly, and his words were unknown.

"Can't you see you now?"

She replied unceremoniously.

When he heard this, an ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The thin lips touched the top of her hair, and said softly: "Wife, don't go, okay?" ”

Takeri naturally understood what he was talking about, and struggled to get out of his arms.

"You take care of your injuries first, and everything will be said when you are discharged from the hospital."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the hospital room opened.

"Mr. Jing!"

"You... Are you alright? ”

Meng Nanxun was holding Jing Yuyu, but he let go the moment he entered the door.

He burst out in tears, looking very worried.

Jing Huaizhi half-narrowed his eyes and lifted his eyelids.

"Are you really worried that I'm dead, or are you worried that no one will pay you when I'm dead?"

I have to say that the boss's vision is vicious, and he can see the essence through the phenomenon so quickly.

Meng Nanxun stopped howling, and forgot to retract his wide mouth for a while.

His lips trembled: "Mr. Jing, why do you think so?" ”

"Daddy."

Jing Yuyu pouted and walked to Zhuli's side, the corners of her eyes were a little red.

"Mom, is Dad okay?"

Zhuli got up and raised his hand to take Jingyu into his arms.

"Daddy is fine, I'll be home in a few days."

Jing Huaizhi stretched out his arm and deliberately teased her: "Dad's arm is unconscious, Yuzu come and help Dad hammer it." ”

Jing Yuyu blinked her big eyes twice and did so.

"Alright, Yuyu, you go to the sofa to play."

Takeri chuckled and shook her head, her slender fingertips pinching her chubby wrist and pulling her aside.

She guessed that Meng Nanxun must have brought important news at this time.

"Okay mom."

Jing Yuyu obediently answered, and then walked towards the sofa.

Jing Huaizhi's dark pupils reflected Jing Yuyu's small figure, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked: "She was raised by me very well, you can rest assured." ”

His voice was inaudible, but Zhuli still heard it.

"Mr. Jing, Yu Qing has been arrested by the police, and I also truthfully reported to the police the whereabouts she deliberately concealed before."

"This time, there is no possibility for her to turn over."

Meng Nanxun patted his chest and reassured.

After five years of painstaking preparation, they have finally declared success today.

Takeri listened as if he didn't understand, and didn't say anything.

"Hmm."

"It's whether it can be faster next time."

Jing Huaizhi pulled his lips and snorted coldly.