Chapter 1902

Even if everyone left him, she would not, she would always be by his side.

Ji mianmianmian's thin arm hugs Murong Mian's forehead and waist. She is very hard. She hopes that her strength and love can be passed on to him. She hopes that he can feel her thoughts.

Murong Mian's expression gradually warmed up. He hugged Ji Mianmian, "yes, you are."

With her, he can ignore everyone around him. With her, he is the happiest one.

They hugged each other for a while. Murong Mian let go of Ji Mianmian, rubbed her bangs, lowered her head and gave her a kiss: "call the doctor to come here."

"Oh, good..." Ji Mianmian calls the doctor quickly.

The doctor came to see Mrs. Murong's condition. She was unable to return to heaven, that is, every minute.

But Mrs. Murong obviously had something else to explain. She looked at it all the time and seemed to say that she needed a little more time. The doctor thought about it and gave her a heavy dose of medicine.

A moment later, the medicine worked. Mrs. Murong was a little better. She asked the doctor to notarize and let him record the video. She said, "I Death After that, everything is Leave it to me My son I hope he can be happy... "

Murongmian stood beside him and said, "yes, with Mianmian by my side, I am the happiest person in the world."

He is no longer a child. In his life, he does not need other people except Ji Mianmian.

Mrs. Murong looked at him with blurred eyes and said, "you Good, good Good management company Do, do The real president, I I believe you. "

Murong Mian's face sank down. He didn't like Mrs. Murong's will. He wanted to go back home.

Mrs. Murong remembered that before he said that if she didn't have a suitable candidate, she would take the Murong family to charity.

She knew that he didn't care about the property. He didn't want it. He had the ability to have a lot of money.

However, she has nothing to leave him. As a mother, she didn't do her duty when she was alive. After she died, she also wanted to leave something for him, even if He didn't want to, but she wanted to leave it to her.

Murong Mian's face is not good. Mrs. Murong smiles bitterly. She does something that makes him unhappy again.

"Cotton Cotton... "

Ji Mianmian rushed forward: "I'm here."

She always said before that Mrs. Murong was her fake mother-in-law, but as a result, she was really her real mother-in-law.

After hearing the secret just now, facing Murong's wife, Ji Mianmian's mood has an unspeakable taste.

I don't know whether I sympathize with her more or get angry with her more.

If her little son could be saved, would her husband be used as an organ bank for him to extract at any time?

Thinking of this, Ji Mianmian felt that Mrs. Murong was cruel and terrible, but pitiful.

If nothing happens to her little son, she may never think that she has a big son, right?

Although Ji Mian doesn't know the cause and effect, she just loves her husband. She just thinks that what he did is right.

Mrs. Murong's fingers trembled. She wanted to hold Ji Mianmian's hand.

Ji Mianmian hesitates for two seconds, but she still holds it. After all, she is a dying man. Don't worry too much. Maybe there is only so much she can do.

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