Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

Jing Yiran looked at the familiar or unfamiliar faces in and out of the house. The door of the second floor study room was opened and closed, closed and opened again, from late evening to late night, and from late night to dawn.

Since Jing Yichen’s bomb was in danger, Jingzhong Xiu began to use his own power. In addition to going to the hospital, he spent the rest of his time in the study, and then the family kept coming in and out.

Some Jing Yiran have seen it, some have only heard of it, and some have not seen or heard of it.

However, looking at the momentum and edge of these people, you know that these people are all giants, all of them are leaders in various fields.

One of the women made him very impressed.

Not only because she is the only woman tonight, but also because she has a good face and a bumpy figure, but she is clearly like a pair of autumn water, but at the moment she looks at him, that kind of sharpness The eager eyes of the eagle owl, let Jing Yiran immediately sway up, there is a feeling of being stared by the **** of death.

Jing Yiran had a cold sweat, and even guessed her identity.

She should be Angel, the world's top killer, the second-ranked killer Angel in the global killer list! The top ten in the killer list, the only one!

There was no falsehood, no moral bottom line, and her parents were rumored to have been shot by her, and at that time she was only fourteen years old!

She is a killing machine with no emotions, no matter how difficult the task is, she can be completely unaffected by a single influence.

Some people say that her mind is somewhat deficient, so it is not human, so it is natural to be a killer.

However, the woman I saw today, Jing Yiran, has no mental defects at all! Just don't know if her face is her true face. It is rumored that she is beautiful and moving. It should be true.

Even the world's second-ranked killer has come, Jing Yiran can't imagine, what other people he doesn't know is the identity! It seems that Jing Yichen was injured, and Jing Zhongxiu was completely angry.

He always knows that this family, even the whole city of A, the most powerful person is not the grandfather Jing Tianyuan, nor the mysterious and cold Jing Yichen, but his father, the sharp and restrained, every day except fishing Anyone who plays chess without doing anything, Jing Zhongxiu.

He is an extremely powerful man, the power in his hands is simply invisible, and he is also a responsible man. As long as he is guarded by him, he never pushes it, no matter how disgusting he is, He will bear it silently.

Jing Yiran clearly knows that he can live to the present, and he did not die under the hands of Jing Yichen, all because of the shelter of Jingzhong.

His feelings for Jing Zhongxiu are very complicated, admiring admiration, alienation and fear, and hate and resentment.

Because in the heart of Jing Xiu, his true son, there is always only one Jing Jingchen, and even the name Jing Jingran is not taken by him, but by the old lady.

How sad, his father refused to give him even his name. From birth to the present, his father never hugged him, and he didn’t even ask for help. Even his snoring was very rare. He never only yelled. Jing Yichen one.

The door of the study was opened again, and the whole scene was deployed overnight.

Sleeping all night, he was still in a suit, majestic and indifferent, and the face that was very similar to Jing Yichen could not see a trace of expression. Only the red blood in his eyes leaked his exhaustion and anger.

He walked downstairs and the butler immediately told the servant to set the breakfast and wait for his simple washing and dining.

Jingzhong took a look at Jing Yiran, standing on the side, a faint opening: "Don't go out recently, there are things that must go out, and there are more people around."

When he finished, he waited for Jing Yiran to respond, and then turned to the bathroom to wash.

Jing Yiran looked at his tall back. He didn't feel warm because of his words. Instead, he had a faint bleakness. He used a voice he could only hear and said softly: "Yes, Dad."

......

In Mu's hospital, after a full night of rescue, the shadowless lamp in the emergency room was finally extinguished.

This means that the surgery is over.

Shangguan Ning has been staring at the operating room. When he saw the light, he immediately stood up and wanted to go into the emergency room to see the man who didn't want her.

She worried about the whole night and blamed herself for a whole night, for fear of hearing a bad result.

She wants to go in and see him, wants to go in and call his name, but she is afraid that if she goes in, it will affect the doctor to perform surgery on him, and she can only stop the hard pace and stay in the outside.

Seeing the end of the surgery at the moment, she wants to run to him with the fastest speed! I urgently want to hear the doctor say that he is fine!

But because she kept a posture for too long, both legs were all numb, and she slammed together, and the body immediately fell uncontrollably.

Ahu and Li Duo immediately supported her on the left and right, and shouted: "Little lady, be careful!"

Shangguan condensed for a while, said "I am fine", and then walked into the emergency room step by step. Ahu and Li Duo followed her, but did not go in, but did their duty to stay out of the door.

A **** gas that made Shangguan’s heartache incomparable, this taste seems to pull her back to the moment when Jing Yichen was shot. The warm blood in his body splashed her face and made her look like Lightning strikes, heartbreaking.

In addition to Mu Qing in the emergency room, there is also the top surgeon in the Mushi Hospital. When she saw her, Mu Qing waved and gestured to several tired doctors to go out first.

In the eyes of Shangguan Ning, there is no one at all at this moment, only the man lying on the operating table with a very weak breath and pale face like paper.

She walked over to him step by step, looking at his pale and handsome face, looking at the wound that had been wrapped around his chest, looking at the bullet in the stainless steel dish that was taken from his chest and bloody. She couldn’t stop it anymore, holding his cold hand and screaming on the operating table.

Mu Qing picked up a mask and a white rubber glove full of blood. He gently patted the back of Guan Ning and told her in the language that best comforted her: "You don't cry, you don't cry, the bullet is off." Jing Shao is fine, his physical quality is very good, but he has too much blood loss, he should wake up tomorrow, you have to take good care of him, don't be burdened with yourself."

His words are abnormally useful.

Shangguan condensed his tears, raised his red eyes, and saw that Mu Qing was red eyes because of a high-intensity surgery all night. She was grateful: "Mu doctor, hard work, thank you! Thank you. You saved him back!"