seek her

Jing Shu's anxiety and fear spread from his body, he kept rubbing his hands nervously, as if he was tormented in a frying pan until he lost consciousness, she tried to calm down and watched a movie with him, on the way home, she asked again, "Linjiang, how is the child?"

Ji Linjiang drove without saying a word, procrastinating on this question for an extraordinarily long time, and when he arrived at the door of his house, Jing Shu asked him again, "You found her, didn't you?"

"No." Ji Linjiang turned to look at her, and finally answered her, "When I found the child, she had already been dealt with by those people."

Jing Shu swayed for a while, holding the door, "What do you mean, what do you mean by processing."

Ji Linjiang's expression was very calm, "They sold the child to the black market and took the organs to sell. I was a step late."

As if her heart was shattered by an arrow, Jing Shu gasped, her blood rushed straight to the top of her head, her ears buzzed, her eyes were instantly dark, she struggled to breathe, "You lied to me..."

"If the child is in my hands, why haven't I met you for so long?"

"You lied to me! You told me to see the child!" Jing Shu trembled her lips, she waited for so long, endured it for so long, she got rid of all her heart and edges, and rubbed off the bloody scars on her body. What is it for!Why did she come back to him to endure the humiliation, and why did she live a life that was worse than death!
"No." Ji Linjiang said, "That group of people are vicious, I was one step too late." He added a comforting word, "It's okay, you can still live."

Jing Shu's legs gave way, and she fell to the ground, gasping for breath like a dying fish. She stared at Ji Linjiang with teary eyes. He refused to let her see the child for so long because he didn't have any child?Has the child gone?
That child, she tore up the poor child she gave birth to, she didn't even hold her properly, and it was just gone?Got hollowed out?In addition to the severe pain in her heart, there was only the dark and hopeless feeling of the world collapsing. The true hatred of revenge was no match for the tragic grief of losing the child at this moment, and she suddenly slammed into the wall next to her.

That kind of determination and speed seemed to be the response of the most sincere portrayal of her heart.

Ji Linjiang's face changed slightly, he quickly grabbed her arm, and pulled her back suddenly. The servants ran up and grabbed her tightly.

Aunt Yu hurried out from the corner with the child in her arms, and hurriedly said, "The child is still alive, here, here, sir, I am joking with you, miss." She put the child directly into Jingshu's arms.

Jing Shu nearly fainted, and was paralyzed by the servants' support. Her spirit was completely blown away, her mind went blank, and she couldn't open her eyes. middle.

The child was placed by her hand.

Xu Shi's blood pressure rose instantly, Jing Shu had a splitting headache, she opened her eyes drowsily, stared at the phantom moving in front of her in a daze, her hands and feet were numb and cold, and there was a child's babbling in her ears, but she still couldn't concentrate, her whole body There is no strength at all.

It seemed to have been squeezed heavily by a huge change, and it was scattered into a puddle of mud.

The family doctor rushed over from the medical room and rubbed several acupuncture points on Jingshu's body. The tingling pain from the acupuncture points passed through her consciousness, and she gradually breathed a sigh of relief. Her wandering mind gradually focused, her eyes became focused, and finally fell to the side. on the child.

The nearly eight-month-old child was wearing a small pink skirt and a small shirt, and sat next to her curiously, staring blankly at her with big ignorant eyes.

child……

Aunt Yu hurriedly said, "Mr. lied to you. The child is fine. I have been carrying it with me all the time. Mister specially asked me to bring it here for you to see. I have been waiting here for more than an hour." He is old and has taken care of Ji Linjiang since he was a child. Knowing his thoughts, he said in relief: "Sir, I just want to use this method to tell you that children cannot be handed over to outsiders casually, let alone outsiders with dirty hands and feet? It scares you, Min Miss, the child is fine and healthy."

"Child..." Jing Shu got up from the sofa, suddenly hugged the child into his arms, held her face carefully, and then tightly protected her in his arms.

However, the child had already reached the month of recognition, and refused to recognize her, beat her, cried in terror, and stretched out his hand to Aunt Yu.

Jing Shu refused to let go, shrinking her body slightly, hugging the child tightly in her arms, crying silently seemed to be the only emotional reaction she could do now.

"Don't give your child to strangers again." Ji Linjiang said, "What you said just now is the possible consequence."

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Shu suddenly picked up the child and hurried upstairs.

Jing Shu's figure had just disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and Ji Linjiang's impeccable face gradually showed emotional cracks. He held his breath in his chest and put his hand on the position of his heart, and suddenly coughed violently. Holding on to the edge of the sofa, he stabilized himself.

It seems that the heart and lungs are coughing out.

His face was faintly blue.

So far in his life, he has only been frightened twice, one was when Jing Shu fell into the sea, and the other was just now.

For the first time, his emotions were buffered and he had room to recover.

But just now, the moment she decided to die, Ji Linjiang's heart seemed to be cornered in an instant, and the extreme convulsive pain crushed him with the force of an instant death.

Annoyed with her restless calculations, annoyed with her hatred, annoyed with her reckless handing over of her child to a criminal gang, which was supposed to consume her and punish her, the more she wanted to see the child, the more he wasted her Little by little, he rubbed away her edges, her arrogance, and her sharp thorns, so he dragged her, hung her, and tortured her.

Except for the congealed convulsed heart, all his persistence, self-esteem, strong paranoia, never admit defeat, and never compromise were all lost at the moment when she hit the wall just now, and all these emotional turmoil disappeared without a trace.

Shocked!

After coughing violently, his solidified heart gradually started beating wildly, and only breathing could solve the lack of oxygen.

The family doctor and the nurse were talking in his ears, he leaned on the sofa, leaned over to cough slightly, raised his hand and waved it, indicating that he was fine.

Aunt Yu gently helped him straighten his back, and said, "Sir, for a woman, a child is life. After all, it is the flesh that falls from the body. No woman would care less about it. This kind of joke can't be laughed at."

Ji Linjiang clutched his chest and gradually stabilized his breath, and his cough gradually stopped.

Aunt Yu looked upstairs and said, "My child..."

"Bring it to her." Ji Linjiang gradually stopped panting and straightened his waist, "Help me out."

"Ah!" Aunt Yu responded happily, and Mr. finally got the hang of it!