Reborn little ancestor, Beijing circle boss kneels on one knee

In the Dean's Office

Gu Ting hadn't slept much for several days. After dinner, the person he was waiting for hadn't come yet, so he went into the lounge and lay down, preparing to take a nap.

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Hearing the knock on the door, he had no choice but to get out of bed, put on his shoes, and go out to open the door.

Seeing the person outside the door was what he expected, he smiled and said, "Why are you here so late? I was almost asleep when I waited."

Jiang He was a little surprised and looked at him with a red face, "How did you know I would come?"

Gu Ting patted her head gently, "Do I look as stupid as Jiang Mu?"

She was speechless. Shouldn't this man listen to what he was saying? Isn't the stupid person he was talking about her own brother?

However, this is not important.

Jiang He was not a shy person, so she went to eat with him. During the meal, Lu Nanying's words were all in her mind.

Seeing that she was distracted while eating, Jing'en could only make an excuse to ask her to go to the bathroom with her, and told Jiang He what Jingxing had said to her four years ago.

He had no appetite to begin with, and now he couldn't eat even more. Looking at the helpless girl, Jing'en hugged her.

"Go ahead. Ah Xing will definitely feel better after seeing you."

Jiang He thanked Jing En and did not even go back to the private room to get her bag. She just grabbed her cell phone and ran out.

The restaurant was not far from the hospital, so Jiang He took a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

"Xiao He, Ah Xing hasn't had a good time these past few years. We have always known how he feels about you, even Uncle Jiang knows it, but there are some things he has to do."

Jiang He knew that they knew about him and Jing Xing, but she didn't know that her father also knew about it.

"Go ahead. I'll have someone take you to change clothes. He's waiting for you." Gu Ting called the nurse on duty using the intercom and took Jiang He to the intensive care unit on the top floor.

Jiang He thanked him and followed the nurse away. Gu Ting smiled, closed the door and went back to date Zhou Gong.

"Ms. Jiang, if the patient has any abnormalities, just press the button on the bedside and we will come over." The nurse said hello and left.

Jiang He looked at the man who was full of energy and vigor a few days ago, but now he was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face. She blamed him, but she also loved him.

She pulled a chair and sat down, placed her delicate little hand on Jingxing's hand that was not injected, put her forehead against it, and whispered.

"Didn't you tell me to wait for you to come back? I waited for you, but you were with someone else by the time I got there, and you didn't even know it. I was really sad that day, and I almost died of pain in my heart."

"I swore that I would never talk to you again and I don't want you anymore."

"I later found out that it was your mission, but I was still very sad. Until that day, I heard you say in person that she was not your fiancée, and then I didn't hate you so much."

"Brother Ah Xing, I forgive you."

"Wake up quickly. You haven't told me the answer from four years ago."

"When you wake up, I'll ask you again, okay?"

Since Jiang He came in and lowered his head, he has never looked at Jing Xing again.

She didn't know that the man woke up the moment she said the first sentence.

First, he didn't have the strength to speak, and second, he was afraid that the little girl would leave as soon as he spoke.

"Okay." A weak and hoarse voice was heard. Jiang He looked up suddenly. She thought she was hallucinating.

Her red and swollen eyes met the man's doting gaze, and her breathing became a little rapid.

"Xiaohe."

Jiang He didn't come back to his senses until he heard the voice again.

She asked in a crying voice, "Are you awake? Are you in pain?"

Seeing the little girl's tears dripping into her mask, Jingxing hurriedly tried to get up.

A small hand held him down, "What are you doing? You can't get up."

She pressed the nurse's bell with her other hand, and didn't let go for fear that he would move around.

Jingxing smiled helplessly, "I'm fine, don't cry."

"You have no say in whether something happens or not." Seeing her stubborn face, Jingxing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and just let her be.

Soon the doctor and the nurse came over. She was not surprised because Gu Ting had just told her that Jingxing had woken up for a few minutes earlier.

The doctor checked and said, "There's nothing serious. You can be transferred to the general ward tomorrow after one more night of observation. But you still can't get out of bed to prevent the wound from splitting."

Jingxing wanted to talk to Jiang He, but the ventilator was too much of a hindrance. He pointed at the ventilator, the doctor nodded, and the nurse came forward to take it off for him.

"The patient is still very weak and can only drink a little water. He can eat some liquid food starting tomorrow. Please pay more attention to the wound."

The doctor left after giving his instructions.

Neither of them spoke, and Jiang He suddenly walked out.

Jingxing put down his raised hand, closed his eyes, and looked sad.

Soon the door was pushed open and Jiang He came in with a glass of water.

She didn't say anything, but just put the straw in the cup to Jingxing's mouth. After drinking half a cup, he said, "Xiaohe, I'm sorry."

After sleeping for two days, his voice was very hoarse. If he hadn't drunk some water, he probably wouldn't have been able to speak.

Jiang He put down the cup and sat back in his chair, "I forgive you."

"I didn't mean to be mean to you. I was just afraid that she would hurt you..." Jing Xing was afraid that Jiang He would be angry, so he explained what happened two years ago like a headless fly.

"I forgive you. You don't have to explain to me. That's your mission." Jiang He said lightly.

Seeing that her eyes were still red, Jingxing felt very sad.

"Do you want to ask the same question again from four years ago?" he said cautiously.

Jiang He bit her lip and said nothing.

"It's okay, I'm asking you."

A big, calloused, yet slender hand held her small hand that was placed on the bed.

"Jiang He, I like you. I have liked you since the first time I saw you. You were still young at that time, and I was afraid that I would scare you. Later, I had to leave because I was afraid that I would not be able to come back and I did not dare to make a promise to you."

"Xiao He, four years ago, you asked me if I liked you."

"Now I answer you, I like it. I like it very much."

"It's just that I don't know whether you are still willing to like me now."

Jiang He lowered his head and said nothing.

Jingxing was not in a hurry. "Think about it carefully and tell me when you have made up your mind. I made you wait for four years. This time, it's my turn to wait for you."

Jiang He was very happy to hear him say that, but she didn't want to show it.

He was right. I had waited for him for four years, so I had to let him wait a little longer.

She put the man's hand back into the quilt and tucked it in. "The doctor said you can't talk for too long. You need to rest more."

Jingxing was amused by her unnatural cuteness.

Jiang He's little face under the mask quickly turned red, luckily she was wearing a mask.

"I'm going back first, you have a good rest."

Looking at the people who were fleeing in panic, Jingxing smiled even more happily, his eyes full of doting.

Not long after, the nurse came to change the dressing and he fell into a deep sleep.

After he fell asleep, a small figure sneaked in through the door holding a quilt.

She walked over to the bed, took a look, then lay down on the couch.