Reborn little ancestor, Beijing circle boss kneels on one knee

"I'm not afraid of choking Jiang He when I get back to the hospital because I smoke so much."

He paused holding the cigarette, threw away the still burning cigarette and stomped it out. "Let's go."

"You guys are a bunch of fools. Let me out now. I'm going to tell my father and my uncle and have him arrest you all."

Du Yanke kept howling for two days, and the people who were on duty were getting calluses on their ears.

No one paid any attention to her, and she didn't go hungry even though she had three meals a day.

But the eldest daughter was too delicate to appreciate these simple meals. If she knocked them over once, she would go hungry.

"Who is the uncle that woman is talking about?" Jingxing asked casually.

Ji Chengzhou sneered, "The deputy director who just took office a few months ago in Beijing."

"You are a high-ranking official. No wonder you dare to reach out to me."

The iron gate was opened. Du Yanke looked up at the person who came in, stood up and wanted to pounce on him.

Nie Yi, who was standing next to her, grabbed her long hair and pulled her back.

If Ji Chengzhou hadn't given the order, she would have tortured this bitch a long time ago.

Nie Zhi is a woman, and Jiang He has a good relationship with her, so she will naturally not show mercy now that she has the chance to take action.

"Ah~ you bitch, let me go."

"Major General Jing, are you going to let others bully your fiancée like this?"

Du Yanke, the delicate young lady, was treated like a little chicken in Nie Zhi's hands.

"Nie Zhi, let her go."

Jing Xing spoke in a cold voice, and Du Yanke turned around and pushed Nie Yi.

"I knew you wouldn't just ignore me. They bullied me, and you killed everyone here."

"By the way, your child is gone, so you can get married..."

A shadow flashed by, and Jingxing grabbed Du Yanke's neck hard and slammed her against the wall.

"If you can't speak, you don't need your tongue."

"If you dare to curse my son again, I will make sure you can't die even if you want to."

Du Yan slapped Jingxing's hand hard, trying to find a little oxygen.

Jingxing seemed to be teasing her, loosening his palm for a few seconds and then tightening it again.

After a few times, Du Yanke's face turned red and she breathed with her mouth open.

"You saved me, so you have to marry me, otherwise my father and my uncle will not let you go."

She finished saying this with difficulty, and Jingxing threw her out.

"If I had known that saving you would harm my wife and son, I wouldn't have hesitated to bury you alive that day."

Du Yanke saw murderous intent in his cold eyes and couldn't help but shrink into the corner.

"Nie Zhi, let Xiao He pay back double the amount of blood she shed."

Jingxing took a disinfectant wipe and wiped his hand that had just pinched someone.

"Don't worry, Master Jing."

It's not that he doesn't want to do it, he just thinks it's dirty.

Now he just wants to go back to the hospital for disinfection so that he can hug his wife later.

"A Zhou, let's hold our breath. Xiao He is the wife of a major general. She must be brought to court-martial."

It was easy to get him out of the police station, but once he was sent to the military court, it was not something she could get him out of.

"My eldest brother has told me to have someone come and take you away in two days."

Jingxing went back to his and Jiang He's home, took a shower and changed his clothes, and on his way back to the hospital he passed by the milk tea shop where he had been that night.

He got out and ordered an identical drink.

When he arrived at the ICU, the nurse was packing up and he clenched the bag of milk tea in his hand.

"Hello, where are the patients here?"

The nurse turned around and saw that it was him, "Major General Jing, your wife has been transferred to the VIP ward downstairs."

"Thank you."

He turned and headed for the stairs; he didn't even have the patience to wait for the elevator.

"Mom, how is Xiaohe?"

Seeing them all standing outside the ward, his face turned pale.

Just as he was about to push the door open, Jiang Hao stopped him and asked, "Dad?"

"Xiao Yun is checking Xiao He's wound."

Jiang Hao had been to the hospital during these three days and had advised Jing Xing to go back and rest, but he remained unmoved.

His daughter can find a good home, and he will no longer be scolded by his wife after he dies.

Rong Yun brought out the doctor and nodded to Jing Xing, indicating that he could go in.

"Aunt Chutang, Xiaohe has taken too many medicines and is still very weak. It is not suitable for her to breastfeed the baby."

Rong Yun was worried that the elders might have the idea that children must be breastfed, so she made it clear in advance.

Yu Chutang patted her hands and said, "Xiao He's health is the most important. Even if you don't tell me, I won't let her breastfeed."

"It's just Xiaoyun, Xiaohe just cried out in pain, this..."

Rong Yun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've asked someone to give you the injection in a while. It will still be a little uncomfortable at first, but it will fade after a few days."

We have all been through this, so there is no need for Rong Yun to explain it too clearly.

After several elders entered the ward, Rong Yun called Jingxing aside and whispered a few words to him.

"I understand, Rong Yun, these past few days..."

"If you say thank you again, I'll get angry. Xiao He's physique is not bad to begin with. After a few more days of observation, he can go home with the baby."

After Rong Yun left, Jing Xing stood at the door for a while before going in.

Jiang He stared at the hot milk tea on the table. He raised the corners of his mouth and looked at her lovingly, "Want to drink?"

When the elders remained silent, she nodded.

Jingxing inserted a straw and placed it next to her lips, "You can only drink two sips."

Jiang He stopped as he was about to lean over to suck from the straw and shook his head.

"Three."

"Five."

He had a pale face and looked pitiful as he bit his lips.

Jing Xing sighed helplessly, "Half a cup, no more."

Jiang He was so happy to get to drink the milk tea as she wished, and the elders in the room also spoiled her.

Seeing that Jiang He was fine, everyone else left Jingxing in the hospital and went back.

"Honey, I want to go see the baby."

Jingxing called Gu Ting, put a coat on her, and then carried her to the neonatal department.

The nurse was already holding the baby at the window. Jingxing did not put her down, but held her in his arms to watch the sleeping baby together.

Jiang He sobbed quietly in the middle of the night, which scared Jing Xing, who had finally managed to fall asleep.

"What's wrong baby? Why are you crying? Where does it hurt?"

Jiang He bit her lip and pointed to the painful spot.

He was still a little confused and didn't react for a moment, so he stopped pressing the nurse's bell.

"Be good, you'll be fine in a moment."

Half an hour later, Jiang He was lying there with a red face, while Jing Xing had a rare smile on his face.

He filled some hot water for her to wipe her body and change her clothes, muttering words that made Jiang He blush.

The key point is that Jiang He can't do anything about him. Rong Yun said, either let the doctor come or let Jingxing come.

Between doctor and husband, anyone would know how to choose.

Jiang He stayed there for another week. His originally pale face turned slightly red after being fed by Yu Chutang.

On the day of discharge, everyone came except Gu Jiujiu, who was in confinement after giving birth.

Jingxing was afraid that he couldn't take care of two children by himself, so he simply nodded and returned to the Jing family.

Yu Chutang was very happy now. Although there were many servants at home, she took care of all the matters concerning the children and Jiang He herself.