Xia Ling soothes the warmth. They simply wash and gargle. The warmth signals Xia Ling to sleep with her.
Xia Ling didn't refuse. They slept in a hospital bed. Xia Ling enlightened the warmth one by one.
The warm spirit was not good, and soon fell asleep because of the medicine.
Xia Ling was not sleepy and looked at the ceiling above her head in a daze.
My mind is full of warm, black blood spilled from my mouth before falling to the ground, which is so shocking.
Who is so vicious!
Xia Ling pursed her lips and clenched her fists.
I just hope my husband can find out the murderer quickly.
At this time, Fu Yunting received the information sent by Jiang Lingfeng when he got home.
He sent the information to Fu Xichen again, told him all the information, and asked him to help him find out the clues as soon as possible.
This night is doomed to be a hard night.
Many people can't sleep safely this night.
The next day, Xia Ling accompanied warm. Just after washing, the door of the ward was knocked open.
Jiang Lingyun came in with breakfast in his hand.
"Lingling, warm, hungry? I asked my aunt to make some breakfast and come to eat."
Jiang Lingyun puts his breakfast on the table and looks at Xia Ling with a smile.
Warm glanced at the breakfast on the table, then looked at Jiang Lingyun, and his nose was sour again.
His eyes always stayed on Xia Ling, and those breakfasts were specially prepared for Xia Ling.
Didn't he know that her voice was broken and she couldn't eat at all?
Warm pursed his lips, don't look at him anymore, and tried to control the tears in the bottom of his eyes.
Xia Ling glanced at the breakfast on the table, then looked at the warmth, pretended not to care, and pulled in her heart.
"Brother Ling, come out."
At this time, she can only remind him that can she care and take care of warmth more?
The two walked out of the ward and came to the window. Xia Ling straightened the hair in her ear, looked at Jiang Lingyun and said directly, "brother Ling, you know what wennuan means to you. Now that she has an accident, people will be more sensitive when they are uncomfortable. Can you care more about and take care of her?"
The expression on Jiang Lingyun's face was slightly stunned, and an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes.
He took Xia Ling's shoulder and said, "Lingling, do you want to take the opportunity to pair me with her again? You know I don't like her, so forcing me to be with her is not only a harm to me, but also a deception to her. Do you think it's advisable?"
Feelings can't be pretended. He and warmth can only be friends.
"But isn't this a special time? What's more, Nuan is a good girl. She is devoted to you. Can you..."
"No."
Jiang Lingyun suddenly interrupted Xia Ling's words, "Lingling, the only person I like is you. I can't hold other women in my heart."
"But I'm married, brother Ling. You shouldn't focus on me anymore."
"If you get married, you can divorce. Lingling, I'll wait for you all the time."
Jiang Lingyun looked at Xia Ling with a persistent face.
Xia Ling was speechless. He didn't know what to say. Fu Yunting's cold voice came to his ear.
"Jiang Lingyun, did I teach you too few lessons and make you stare at my wife so recklessly?"
Fu Yunting strode forward, threw away Jiang Lingyun, held Xia Ling's hands and strongly held Xia Ling in his arms.
Full of aura, full of possessiveness.
Jiang Lingyun stood still, clenched his fist and stared at Fu Yunting's cold face, unwilling.