Huo Beijue's face also darkened. He began to be a little confused. Why did this man always appear next to Jingyu without giving him the slightest chance? Was it intentional?
Thinking of this, Huo Beijue felt even more angry. He could not go on like this.
He wants to fight.
The two men were at war with each other, and the war was about to break out.
Bao Sihan looked straight at him and read the unyielding look in his eyes. His face was cold and he said angrily: "There are three children at home. You just take her away. Aren't you afraid that the three little ones will worry?"
Both of them knew that the three little guys only cared about Lu Jingyu. If they took him away without saying a word, would the three little guys go crazy?
Three anxious little faces appeared in Huo Beijue's mind. He moved his eyes and stared at Lu Jingyu's pale and haggard face.
He was struggling in his heart, and the milky voice of 'Uncle Beijue' seemed to be calling him constantly in his ears; the delicate limbs in his hands were slightly cold and heavy.
It's like holding on to his deep love.
I don't know how long it took before Huo Beijue let go of his hand little by little. When he pulled away, all he took away was nostalgia.
Jingyu loves her three little ones so much, so she probably doesn’t want them to worry.
Bao Sihan ignored him and wanted to take the people back to rest quickly. The car quickly started and disappeared.
He spoke to the three little ones before taking them home.
The three little ones and the two Lu brothers, including Mr. Lu, all rushed over. They were relieved after watching the doctor examine Lu Jingyu.
That night, Bao Sihan sat on Lu Jingyu's bedside and did not leave, worried that she would wake up in the middle of the night and there would be no one around to take care of her.
Fortunately, the person on the bed has been sleeping deeply, as if trying to make up for the lack of sleep in the past few days.
And Bao Sihan stayed there all night.
The next day, Lu Jingyu woke up leisurely and saw Bao Sihan sleeping on a chair.
She immediately came back to her senses, and after thinking for a moment, the memory gradually went through her mind, and she realized that she had missed the treatment for him again.
As soon as she got up, Bao Sihan opened his eyes, stared at her, smiled, and asked with concern: "Have you slept enough? If not, it doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer."
Lu Jingyu's inner self-blame was amplified a hundred times by this greeting.
"I didn't do the treatment last night." She didn't answer the question, but said to herself. Her tone was a little unhappy, and the self-blame on her face was reflected in Bao Sihan's eyes.
Suddenly, he felt a little touched in his heart.
Her body was exhausted and she was still thinking about treating herself.
Bao Sihan frowned, a little angry, "Take care of yourself first, and then talk about this."
Lu Jingyu looked at him, feeling a little strange. This man who always spoke the truth rarely seemed to get angry. He didn't know that he had missed the time when he and Huo Beijue were robbing someone last night.
However, when she thought about it, she realized that if she really woke up last night, she would have done so reluctantly.
At this time, Grandpa and Lu Beichen also came over. They woke up early in the morning and couldn't sit still. They wanted to see how they were doing.
"are you awake?"
Mr. Lu knocked first and then opened the half-open door. When he saw his granddaughter waking up, most of his worries were relieved.
The three little ones also immediately came to the bedside and looked at her nervously: "Mommy, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
They all heard what Bao Sihan said just now and could probably guess what he was talking about.