What else did the host say? Jing Jiaren couldn't hear a word.
She only felt that the strength she had worked hard to support for so many days was suddenly taken away by a big hand.
Jing Jiaren leaned against the TV screen, her body slowly sliding down.
Tears continuously overflowed from his eyes and soaked the bandage.
Ximen Longting, Ximen Longting...
Her whole world was filled with his name, and there was a fierce desire that made her want to return to him immediately and tell him that she was still alive.
A group of bodyguards stepped off the plane. Because the perspective was too far, Ximen Longting's figure was just a blur.
Just like a fleeting meteor.
Jing Jiaren's eyes were blurred, her fingers were clasped on the screen, and her hoarse cry couldn't be held back, spilling out of her throat.
"I just had plastic surgery. Crying like this won't help my recovery."
A voice came from afar, with a doctor's coercive tone.
Jing Jiaren clenched her fists and just leaned against the screen without speaking.
"Pregnant women sitting on their knees in this position are very bad for the fetus. The ground is also cold. Get up quickly."
Hearing these words, Jing Jiaren's figure was slightly moved.
She has nothing now but this precious child...
Jing Jiaren propped herself up and wanted to get up. A pair of white, white hands belonging to a doctor were handed to her and helped her up.
Jing Jiaren said dumbly: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Miss Jing."
Only then did Jing Jiaren recognize that the man in front of her was her plastic surgeon, Mr. Wang.
He looks fair and has a bookish air...
From his well-groomed nails and his meticulous clothes, we can see that he is a person who is very particular about life.
Commonly known as a perfectionist.
Several bodyguards followed Mr. Wang and bowed to Jing Jiaren: "I've brought you here, you guys can chat."
Jing Jiaren came back to her senses: "Doctor Wang, I have some questions to ask you about my plastic surgery, so I invited you over. The method is a bit reckless, I hope you don't mind."
"It doesn't matter, I like to communicate with beauties." Mr. Wang shrugged casually, "If you hadn't asked someone to come to me this time, I would still be worrying about how to get in touch with you. Fortunately, I gave you my business card in advance.
, and you didn’t forget to look for me.”
Jing Jiaren was slightly surprised: "You want to find me?"
"It's like this. Regarding your surgery this time, I have some personal things I want to tell you."
Jing Jiaren is even more strange——
Personal thing?
"Is it convenient to talk here?" Mr. Wang looked around and said, "We need to find a more secluded place."
"It doesn't matter. They are all my people here and they won't hurt me. Just tell me. Doctor Wang sat down and said."
Jing Jiaren tried her best to regain her mood and asked the servant to turn off the TV so as not to affect her mood.
Mr. Wang got straight to the point: "I am a perfectionist and chose to be a plastic surgeon because I have an extremely fanatical pursuit of beauty."
"Well, I probably guessed it."
"Miss Jing is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," Dr. Wang said bluntly. "The first time I saw you was at your grand wedding, which was broadcast live across the country. I was astonished at the first sight."
Jing Jiaren did not expect that her appearance would receive such a high evaluation, especially from a plastic surgeon.
"At that time, I ventured to think that Miss Jing must have put on makeup and retouched it the day after tomorrow... Even so, your quick glance still amazed me. I have a deep impression on you."