Chief, Love for you is wrong

After entering the ward, the doctor noticed the unusual atmosphere between the two people. He was very good at it. After a few words of instruction, he withdrew and left the space for Wen Jili and Qin Jing. He also thoughtfully told the nurse not to come in and disturb.

Qin Jing put a leg in plaster and tied it in the air. His hand was fixed and clamped with a wooden board. It looked like he was also broken, and his stomach, which had been long for 9 months, has become flat.

Aware that Wen Jili's eyes turned to his flat abdomen, Qin Jing pulled the corners of his mouth weakly, pale and empty.

"The child is gone." her voice is dry, astringent and weak. Her lips are very dry and peeling. With that thin little face, it makes people very sad. Wen Jili choked in his throat. He walked over and sat beside the bed, carefully hugged Qin Jing and let her head lean against his arms. For a while, he became hoarse. "There will be some in the future."

Hearing the speech, Qin Jing grinned and looked up at Wen Jili. Her eyes were as calm as water. Her voice was very light and asked, "Wen Jili, do we still have a future?" her hand around Qin Jing's waist tightened for a few minutes. Wen Jili's palm was close to Qin Jing's flat abdomen, her heavy lip line was tight, and the pain at the bottom of her eyes was obvious.

"We will have a future." when talking, Wen Jili's voice also choked. Qin Jing didn't refute or follow the man's words, but gently sipped his dry lips. When he raised his head and saw his slightly red eyes, he didn't start.

Qin Jing leaned in Wen Ji Li's arms for a while. Everyone didn't speak. In the end, Qin Jing opened first.

"Wen Jili, who's looking for the dean?" she asked quietly.

Wen Jili looked down at Qin Jing's calm face and continued to tighten her hands around her waist. Her head was on her shoulder and their cheeks were close to each other. Qin Jing even felt that Wen Jili hadn't shaved all night. The feeling of slightly pricking her cheeks hurt her heart.

"Qin little rabbit, let's not talk about this topic, shall we?" Wen Jili whispered with rare weakness.

It's too uncomfortable. Qin Jing raised her hand and bit the meat on the back of her palm with her teeth, so that she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable that she would cry. Wen Jili saw Qin Jing's self abusive action, took off her hand and put on his palm, so that she wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

Qin Jing smiled and patted off Wen Jili's hand. He didn't bite his own hand. He looked at him with a broken crystal light in his eyes and blinked at him. His eyes slipped down quietly.

"Wen Jili, I asked Gu Zhancheng if Qin shaowan would marry Wen Aiai if he didn't die. He said he wouldn't, and he would live well with Qin shaowan. Wen Jili, I have a very happy family, my mother is very gentle, and my father is very kind. My father loves my mother very much, and I also have a very clever brother. Our family of four lives very well and happily, and I even love her I remember the pear tree in front of my house, and under the pear tree, the rocking chair built by my father for my mother, and the swing built by my father for me. But one day, a woman hurt my mother into the hospital. Her father asked the dean for my mother's share of blood. Her sister-in-law proposed to hide it from everyone. Her brother asked someone to tamper with the cause of my mother's death, and her brother told everyone My mother's blood is supposed to belong to my mother. "