Annoying wife by the pillow: cute husband wants a baby

Jian Shiyuan sat for a while, probably feeling bored, so he got up and called Liang Tongtong: "Don't walk around in this living room, show your strength!"

Liang Tongtong silently lowered her head.She has concentration, and she really wants to have concentration, but she only cares about the people upstairs, and no matter how good concentration she has, she will soon be unable to sustain it.

A plain handkerchief was handed to him, but it was Jian Shiyuan who took out his pocket square.

Liang Tongtong picked up the handkerchief, and took another look at this ever-changing old man.

The old man just shook his head and left with a cane.

After a long time, the door to the upstairs bedroom opened again.Dr. Wei and Yu Tai came out together.

Liang Tongtong looked at Dr. Wei as if he was very tired, but Yu Tai still had no expression.

"It's nothing serious, don't worry." Dr. Wei looked at Liang Tongtong, made a very relaxed expression, and then went back to his lounge.

Yu Tai helped Dr. Wei deliver the medicine box back, and said to Liang Tongtong: "Madam, don't worry. In fact, the young master's situation——has been dealt with long ago. Dr. Wei specially asked us to wait inside, saying that the longer we wait, your The more worried you are, the more worried you are, the greater your temper will be in the future, and the greater your temper, the less you dare to do this again..."

Liang Tongtong didn't know that the seemingly gentle doctor Wei had so many thoughts, it seemed like something.

But on another thought, even if Si Heng's situation was dealt with, he would definitely have to observe it for a while.Maybe these are just words that Dr. Wei deliberately let Yu Tai fool her.

"The young master woke up just now, but the backstage passed out again. He probably won't wake up for a while now." Yu Tai said again.

Liang Tongtong nodded: "I'll go upstairs to see him."

The smell of potions still lingers in the bedroom.

Liang Tongtong walked slowly to the bed, Jian Siheng closed his eyes, his face was serene, as if he didn't feel any pain in his body.

His breathing was very calm, wondering if Doctor Wei had given him anesthesia.

Liang Tongtong stretched out her hand and pressed it against Jian Siheng's head.

His fever seemed to subside a little, not as hot as before.

Pressing against his forehead, her fingers slid down involuntarily, and her palm was close to his face.

In fact, he has a very handsome face, but she always ignored his appearance before.

Jian Siheng's facial features are more three-dimensional than the old man's.The old man should have been handsome when he was young. He had a broad forehead like a westerner.

Jian Siheng's broad forehead is also inherited from the old man, but his eyebrows and eyes are more mixed-race. One of his parents may not be Asian.

Liang Tongtong was also somewhat puzzled, Jian Siheng never mentioned his family and his parents, neither did Yu Tai and the others.

A wealthy family like the Jian family will have many heirs and collaterals. Why has she known him for so long and never heard of him having any relatives or relatives.

——Today's old man is an exception.

His fingers touched Jian Siheng's lips unconsciously, because his fever had just passed away, and his lips were still abnormally bright red.

A strange feeling suddenly came from Liang Tongtong's fingertips, as if Jian Siheng's lips were magnetic, making her unable to move her fingers away.

Her fingers slid over his lips very lightly, and she even had an urge to kiss him.

"No!" Liang Tongtong hastily withdrew his hand and knocked himself on the head.