The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

Li Jingxing signed for Qiao Yan's surgery, and the man only realized it at the end.

There is almost no one around Qiao Yan who can sign for her.

In the end, the only one left was Li Jingxing.

Maybe she died today, and Li Jingxing was the one who collected her body.

After Li Jingxing signed, he stood there in silence for a long time, his eyes were full of red bloodshot, and he looked like he was about to break down and collapse.

He was on the brink of despair.

If, one day, he knew that I would love you so deeply, he would definitely overcome all difficulties, take you to his side, and love you for the rest of his life.

Qiao Yan told him she loved him countless times, but he never had the chance to tell her once.

Ji Qi'an looked at the deathly aura emanating from the man, looked up at the sky and sighed deeply: "What are you going to do when she wakes up?"

Li Jingxing's whole body trembled, and he was stunned for a long time, with his fingers curled up and shaking violently.

The man couldn't utter a word for a long time. His voice was hoarse and all the words seemed to be stuck in his throat. He tried desperately but couldn't utter a word.

He didn't want to give up Qiao Yan.

He wanted to keep this woman by his side, even if she hated him for the rest of her life.

He also wanted to selfishly keep her for himself.

The man lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to take her to travel around the world to relax."

Ji Yanzhi sneered when he heard this.

"I think she needs to be alone and quiet."

"Especially not being able to see you."

Li Jingxing's handsome face suddenly became cloudy and fierce, his cold face was filled with gloom, and his fingers were tightly clenched.

The man raised his gloomy eyes and looked at him: "Ji Yanzhi."

He warned: "You'd better not have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."

Ji Yanzhi's fingers were cold. He looked at Li Jingxing expressionlessly, turned his head away, and snorted coldly in a haughty manner.

Only that damn woman Qiao Yan was blind enough to fall for you.

Ji Qian'an saw that the two were about to quarrel again, and he suddenly had the urge to kill someone.

"do not talk."

"It's just me and Yanzhi. Don't show up in front of her for the time being."

"She needs to rest."

"When she sees us, she might think of some bad things." Ji Qian'an analyzed it rationally for him.

When Qiao Yan sees someone familiar, she might think of Lu Tingshen. Others cannot say it on their own initiative unless she thinks it through and takes the initiative to talk to them.

All sources of stimulation should be kept away from her.

Li Jingxing lowered his head, his eyes were very red, his face looked very decadent, and he looked like an abandoned homeless puppy.

Ji Qi'an patted the man's shoulder and sighed, "I'll let Xinxin come over to accompany her in a few days."

"Let's not come here."

"If possible, try to let Lu Tingshen know."

"To untie a bell, you need someone to tie it."

Li Jingxing didn't want Qiao Yan to have any contact with Lu Tingshen. He knew that this man had bad intentions towards her, and the relationship between the two was extremely deep.

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

Now that Lu Tingshen has saved Qiao Yan from becoming disabled, Qiao Yan will only be more inclined towards Lu Tingshen.

Li Jingxing pursed his thin lips tightly together, his eyes were red, and he spoke in a muffled voice: "Yeah."

When people fall in love, they are so deeply involved that they cannot extricate themselves and their entire brain becomes irrational.

In other words, the IQ of men and women who are in love is negative.

The door of the emergency room opened, and the doctor walked out exhausted. Qiao Yan was lying there with a pale face and was pushed out.

"Luckily the floor where I jumped from wasn't very high. I won't be so lucky next time."

"Keep an eye on people."

"As a husband, your wife is sick, so you must do your best to take care of her." The doctor ordered in a low voice.

Li Jingxing stood by and nodded helplessly, like a child being criticized, he didn't dare to say a word.

"Doctor, is she okay?" The man's eyes were bloodshot and he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"It's okay. Let her rest well and don't let her get too tired."

"And try not to provoke her."

"As her husband, you should try to follow her every step of the way."

"She's happy, and your whole family is happy."

Li Jingxing nodded: "Okay, okay, I will."

After the doctor left, there were only three men and the woman on the bed in the ward.

Ji Yanzhi frowned: "Should we inform her mother?"

Li Jingxing said in a low voice: "No need."

"Her mother is not in good health. She has heart disease and cannot stand the stimulation."

Ji Yanzhi was stunned: "Is this a congenital hereditary disease?"

"How come Qiao Xin and Qiao Yan both have them?"

"Qiao Yan didn't."

Ji Yanzhi curled his lips and casually complained: "That doesn't make sense. Shouldn't the first child to have problems be the first born?"

According to his theory, if the mother has a heart problem and it is a congenital hereditary heart disease, then Qiao Yan should have it too, right?

But she didn't.

When Ji Qian heard this, he leaned against the bed and lowered his head in deep thought. The man's eyes were dark and unclear, and his mind was so delicate and meticulous that it was scary.

Ji Qian'an glanced at the woman on the hospital bed, and his eyes gradually became deep.

Li Jingxing sat in front of Qiao Yan's bed, looking at her with gentle and loving eyes. The man's big hands stroked her pale cheek inch by inch.

She has always been thin, and now she is thinner again. No matter how much she is fed, she can't gain weight.

The other two men in the room stepped out. Before leaving, Ji Yanzhi looked back. He didn't want to leave and wanted to stay.

Ji Qi'an stretched out his hand and dragged him out, his voice cold and emotionless: "Accompany me to the toilet."

"........."

Ji Yanzhi is really screwed!

He is a grown man and he needs his companion to go to the toilet! Does he think he is a three-year-old child?

After everyone left, only Li Jingxing and Qiao Yan lying on the hospital bed were left in the room.

The man held her hand tightly, raised his hand and touched her cheek, his voice hoarse and trembling: "Get well soon? Okay?"

"I won't quarrel with you anymore."

"If you say east, I will never go west."

"I will listen to you and I will never force you to do anything again."

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at her in a hoarse and low voice: "Qiao Qiao, I love you."

Qiao Yan woke up on the afternoon of the third day.

The sunlight from outside the window shone in, and the woman on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes with her eyelashes trembling.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the back of a man sitting in a wheelchair. His profile was handsome and charming. He was wearing a blue and white checkered hospital gown and exuded the charm of a sick beauty.

Qiao Yan, who was lying on the hospital bed, stared at his profile for a long time. She reached out and pulled the quilt to cover her face, avoiding the person in front of her.