Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Jing Jiaren squeezed Leng Aofeng's hand at the right time, knowing that he would not see through her.

The driver glanced at Jian Chenche, and then observed Leng Aofeng from the rearview mirror.

Jing Jiaren pressed a towel on Leng Aofeng's forehead: "Do you have a headache?"

"Do not."

"If it hurts, you must tell me."

"Be careful next time you walk," he stared at her, "If I'm a second late, what do you want me to do?"

"sorry."

When they arrived at the hospital, Jing Jiaren took Leng Aofeng's hand and got out of the car: "Thank you boss for the ride, then I'll take my wife upstairs to have a look..."

She said the words "my lover" easily and casually.

Then he put Leng Aofeng's hand on her waist: "Let's go."

Leng Aofeng's figure was slightly stiff, and she led him forward.

Her breath leaned against him, his handsome face leaned slightly, smelling the fragrance of her body...

In those deep eyes, only Jing Jiaren exists.

This picture fell into Jian Chenche's eyes.

Anyone can see that Leng Aofeng's affection for Jing Jiaren is so deep that it cannot be ignored!

It so happened that the two men both wanted to see orthopedics...

Just like that, they walked into the orthopedics building one after the other.

The corridor was very quiet, Jing Jiaren listened to the footsteps behind her, felt his gaze on her back, and had no choice but to show affection to Leng Aofeng all the way.

Finally, into the office.

Leng Aofeng is a piece of the shoulder and spine, while Jian Chenche is the hand, and the wounds are not together.

Naturally, the orthopedic surgeons you meet are also different.

Once the film was taken, the doctor looked at it carefully: "No problem, all bones are fine."

"No problem at all?"

"Not even a crack."

Jing Jiaren couldn't understand the film, but the doctor said so, it must be really all right.

That was a signboard weighing dozens of kilograms!

Jing Jiaren went to the head surgery again with Leng Aofeng: "His head was smashed, please bandage and suture the wound on his head."

The doctor took a small lamp to shine and shine, only to see the coagulated blood scab...

I didn't see the wound for a long time.

"What's the matter, I still have a lot of patients waiting in line, do you think it's interesting to tease the doctor like this?"

"Teasing? We're here to see a doctor."

"He hasn't even scratched his scalp."

"But he bled a lot..."

The doctor fiddled with Leng Aofeng's hair carefully and checked, and finally got annoyed: "Go out, I'm very busy."

Was kicked out by the nurse.

Jing Jiaren looked at the tall Leng Aofeng: "Are you really okay?"

Leng Aofeng held her thin shoulders: "I hope I have something to do."

"What do you mean?"

"That proves that I'm still a normal person." He raised his thin lips and smiled coldly and lonely.

"Leng Aofeng, you are normal now!" Jing Jiaren's nose was sore, "In my eyes, no matter what you become, you will always be you."

"..."

"Leng Aofeng, do you know that you really scared me to death just now," Jing Jiaren taught with a brow, "Next time you encounter such a situation, you can't rush over like this again—"

"Watching you in danger?" He stared at her, "I can't do it."

"You've been following me?"

Leng Aofeng didn't speak, but pursed his thin lips slightly.

It's not that he follows her all the time, but that he will be around her at any time except when he has to do his own business.

Look at her from a distance, is she doing well?

If she is well, it will be sunny.