Song Xiaoya looked at Jiang Beichen, then looked at the photo on the tombstone with a smile on her face, "grandma, I found it."

"What?" Jiang Beichen didn't know what she was talking about for a moment, revealing some doubts.

"I'm whispering with grandma..." Song Xiaoya shook her head, perfunctory past.

Jiang Beichen had already guessed something from her expression. He suddenly put his hand around her shoulder and said, "don't worry, I will take care of her all my life."

Song Xiaoya looks up and looks at Jiang Beichen with some emotion. His cold face is full of serious expression at this time.

Jiang Beichen seldom said this kind of words, but every time he said this kind of promise, it would make her heart start a big wave, is the feeling of heart.

Three years ago, she and Jiang Beichen went to visit his mother's grave for the first time. At that time, Jiang Beichen didn't say a word.

She asked Jiang Beichen why he didn't talk to her mother. Jiang Beichen said he didn't have the habit of talking to stone.

But now, in front of her favorite grandmother, listening to his serious commitment, song Xiaoya's heart suddenly jumps.

She leans on Jiang Beichen. She feels really happy now

When she left, song Xiaoya still reluctantly stroked the tombstone, and then, like a coquetry, asked her grandmother to bless her with a voice that Jiang Beichen couldn't hear.

When she was a child, her grandmother would promise her anything.

Her biggest wish now is to have a daughter.

At the same time, this is also a wish of Jiang Beichen, although he never said it.

It's not easy to walk on the mountain. When you go up the mountain, Jiang Beichen comes up with her on his back.

Now to go back, Jiang Beichen consciously bent down, let her lie on the back.

Song Xiaoya immediately spread out her hand, threw it on his back, hugged his neck, and patted him on the head with the other hand, "ma'er, drive!"

"Song Xiaoya, are you itching again?"

"Don't be so fierce. You are fierce to me in front of my grandmother. Be careful that she will settle with you at night!" Song Xiaoya took a look at the tombstone behind her, then said with her lips.

"Then I'll be here first and help your grandmother teach you a lesson!" Jiang Beichen snorted coldly, and then planned to put her down.

Surprised, song Xiaoya immediately hugged his neck tightly and said, "don't, don't I'm wrong, but I can't... "

"Is that riding or not?" Jiang Beichen asked in a low voice!

Song Xiaoya sniffed, then shook her head, "no more riding..."

"Good boy Jiang Beichen nodded with satisfaction, "go back at night and let you 'ride' enough..."

……

In a city, Jiang Beicheng is having a teleconference with the senior management of Jiang's group!

After Qiao Weiwei got pregnant, Jiang Beimo almost gave up on Jiang's business.

Because of Feng Shuangshuang and Xiao Jie, Jiang Beicheng can only stay in a city and deal with the affairs of Jiang's consortium through the Internet.

At this time, the mobile phone on the desktop suddenly rings, it's Feng Shuangshuang's number.

After a glance, Jiang Beicheng, who was tired all over his face, suddenly got up and sat straight from his chair.

He cleared his throat and called her name, "Shuangshuang..."

"Xiao Jie fainted. Come to the hospital quickly!" Feng Shuangshuang's voice was mixed with anxious crying.

When he heard this, Jiang Beicheng trembled in his heart and immediately became nervous. "Which hospital, tell me the address, I'll go right away!"

"In the Central Hospital, come quickly I'm afraid... " Feng Shuangshuang's voice was trembling. It seemed that he was really scared.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be right there!" Jiang Beicheng said and left the hotel in a hurry.

Feng Shuangshuang squats at the door of the operating room, tears can't stop flowing down. When she hears the sound of feet approaching, she raises her head.

After seeing Jiang Beicheng, Feng Shuangshuang covered his lips and began to cry out of breath. "The doctor said that he had heart problems Sorry, I'm too careless... "

As a mother, she didn't know what was wrong with Xiaojie.

"I'm afraid you're worried, so I didn't say it." Jiang Beicheng looked down at Feng Shuangshuang, who was helpless and squatting there. His face was heavy and complicated!

This is a long time ago. Because of his heart problem, Jiang Beicheng is very strict with Xiaojie. He is afraid that something will happen to him.

After several years of recuperation, Xiao Jie has recovered a lot. It is reasonable that there should not be too big a problem. Unexpectedly, something happened.

Feng Shuangshuang reproached himself and said, "it's all my fault..."

"It's not your fault, I didn't tell you in advance!" Jiang Beicheng held her hand and looked at her face with tears. He couldn't help reaching out and holding her in his arms. "Don't worry, Xiaojie will be OK!"

Feng Shuangshuang just kept crying and could not speak. If something happens to Xiao Jie, she won't live.At this time, in the operating room.

Xiaojie is cocking his legs, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, looking like a young master, leisurely playing mobile games.

Several doctors stood beside him, looking at him helplessly with a look of embarrassment, "young master, are we not so good? In case the young master... "

Xiao Jie didn't care at all. He took a look at each other, and then threatened to say, "don't you listen to my third uncle? Do you want a job? "

He begged his third uncle for a long time, but the third uncle agreed to help him because of his aunt's face. However, the specific implementation depends on Xiao Jie's self editing, self directing and self acting, and the doctors are only responsible for cooperation.

This hospital is also an industry of Jiang's group. These doctors are employees of the third uncle. I believe they dare not disobey.

After drinking a cup of milk tea, Xiao Jie turned his head and looked at the doctor beside him, "what time is it now?"

The doctor looked at his watch. "Young master, it's half past four."

Xiao Jie nodded and continued to play the game, "the operation is over in an hour..."

Outside the emergency room, Feng Shuangshuang cried like a tearful person. In the end, he couldn't cry. If Jiang Beicheng hadn't held her in his arms, she would have fallen down.

She looked up at Jiang Beicheng and asked, "when did Xiao Jie get sick?"

Jiang Beicheng heard her ask this question, and his face was a little complicated. "It's like this since he was born..."

"Then why don't I know?" Feng Shuangshuang looked up at him in shock.

"You were weak after you gave birth to Xiao Jie. I told the doctor to hide it for fear that you would worry." Jiang Beicheng stares at her and explains.

He is the only one who knows about Xiao Jie's heart disease.

"It's all my fault that I didn't find out..." Feng Shuangshuang wants to cry, but he has no strength to cry. He just looks at the door of the operating room and tears.

After another half an hour, the door of the emergency room slowly opened, and two doctors came out with dignified faces.