The little beauty's crying voice attracted Ximen Longting's attention.
Her little hands moved desperately, refusing to insert any more needles...
Ximen Longting picked her up from the crib distressedly, fearing that this fragile little life would leave him at any time.
"Uh, uh..."
Back in Daddy's arms, the little beauty was no longer so uneasy, with tears in her eyes and no longer crying.
Ximen Longting comforted her for a while, then Xiao Jiaren inserted a needle into her small hand and continued the infusion.
The little beauty's face, red from crying, was buried in Daddy's chest, looking for support.
Ximen Longting's eyes were red. He usually took care of the little beauty very cautiously. He held it in his hand for fear of falling and held it in his mouth for fear of melting. Every time the little beauty got sick, the whole family was in a state of panic.
, as if the sky was about to fall.
What's more, this is the most serious illness the little beauty has ever had.
But Jing Jiaren is not around yet!
"Master, don't worry, the little lady will be fine."
Ximen Longting didn't sleep all night, his head was pounding, and he sat on the sofa holding the little guy.
"Why don't you inform the young mistress and ask her to come back?" the servant hesitantly asked.
If Jing Jiaren was here and comforted him a few words, he would not be so irritable and anxious.
Ximen Longting pursed Leng Yi's lips, not intending to affect Jing Jiaren's mood.
Telling Jing Jiaren would only make her worry too... He couldn't bear to make Jing Jiaren worry.
"No one is allowed to mention it without my order."
"Yes, yes." The servant took a few steps back, begging the young mistress to come back quickly.
As soon as Jing Jiaren left, Ximen Longting's temper became irritable and unstable. In this family, only Jing Jiaren could suppress him.
Ximen Longting was in a bad mood, so naturally it was these servants who suffered...
What's more, to make matters worse, the young lady fell ill.
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Jing Jiaren looked blankly at the fog outside the window. It was a good thing. Ximen Longting finally grew up and became independent.
She can also feel free to do what she wants to do...
Being tied to each other all the time is not conducive to their lives.
It seemed that this temptation was correct. She had long thought about entering the underground kingdom many times, but it was because of Ximen Longting that she could not bear to do so.
This time, she made up her mind.
"How about it? It's an expression of being abandoned by an old man!" Sun put a hand on Jing Jiaren's leg.
Jing Jiaren regained her attention and lowered her head to look at the little man.
"It doesn't matter, queen, you still have me!"
Jing Jiaren patted his head: "Have you wiped grandpa's face?"
"It's done! Sun originally wanted to brush Grandpa's teeth, but he was embarrassed!"
Jing Jiaren said dullly: "Then let's go and see your grandpa tonight. Dad, let's go first."
Father Jing nodded, coughed and said, "Wherever you live now, I will give you the key to your home."
At this moment, there was a burst of noise at the door of the ward.
Jing Jiaren turned around in surprise and heard the sound of the door lock being turned: "Mom, is this room? 3008?"
"Yes, I visited your cousin a few days ago."
Caught off guard, the door was opened, and there were at least five or six people standing outside. The aunt in the lead and her daughter were carrying fruit baskets and nutritional supplements.
Standing behind him were Jing Jiaren’s cousins, etc.
After so many years, it was not always possible for Jing Jiaren to recognize them at first glance. She had very few interactions with these relatives.