Chapter 191

Jiang Shuo pauses for a moment. Unexpectedly, Rong Jing would ask such a question.

In her opinion, Rong Jing always does not care about other people's affairs, but since he asked, she seriously replied, "yes."

"Why?" Rong Jing's eyes began to become distant, as if through what to see the scene of many years ago.

His childhood is not as bright as others look.

Jiang Xun sneered twice, as if in self mockery, "life is not good."

"Well," Rong Jing snorted from his throat. He knew that Jiang didn't want to mention this topic, and he didn't demand it.

"Not in the future," Rong Jing said in a vague voice.

Jiang Leng Leng for a moment, or reaction.

For a moment, I felt very sad.

No matter how strong she is on the surface, she will compromise in the face of love and tenderness.

"Ning Ning likes you very much," Rong Jing said. "If you can, you should be his mommy."

Jiang Xuan's strength on his hand is a little heavier. It seems that when he thinks of something unhappy, Rong Jing frowns in pain, but his tone is as usual, "what's the matter?"

"I've had children," he said at such a time after hiding things for so many years.

Or tell Rong Jing, who she thought would never be familiar with.

Rong Jing didn't expect that Jiang Xuan would tell him about the past, but he didn't mind.

Because he knew that he had brought Jiang's past injuries, and the child was his.

"Aren't you surprised?"

Jiang Xuan thought that even if Rong Jing was calm again, the nightclub would react a little when she heard this sentence. What's more, Rong Jing always had emotions for her.

I didn't expect that Rongjing didn't say a word after listening.

"Everyone has a past." Rong Jing still doesn't know what kind of attitude Jiang Xuan is taking towards that matter now. Naturally, he won't directly admit that he did what he did in those years.

He didn't want the warm wall built by two people to be destroyed by himself.

When Jiang Xuan heard this, his heart moved again.

Everyone has a past.

"I was forced," he said. It's no harm to continue. Besides, Rong Jing's attitude made Jiang feel very relieved.

"The child was lost by me. I went back to look for it, but I didn't find it," Jiang said with a smile and bitterness. "If he is still alive, he should be about the same age as Ning Ning."

Rong Jing wants to tell Jiang that Rong Ning is the child, but it can only wait for Jiang to find out. Now he says it, Jiang will not accept it.

"And the man?"

This is what Rong Jing is most concerned about. He doesn't know how much psychological trauma that incident left to Jiang Xuan.

"What man," Jiang Xuan's hand stopped completely, his eyes fixed on the front, his chest slightly undulating, "that's not human at all."

If she finds that animal, it will be cut to pieces.

"Do you hate him?" Rong Jing has already felt Jiang's anger, but he still asks this sentence.

"Of course," Jiang replied without hesitation, "I don't just hate him. I look forward to his death day and night."

She must have provoked men in her last life. She always let men hurt her in this life.

First her own father, then the strange man whose face she didn't see clearly.

"It's all over," Rong Jing thought for a long time, and said such a bland sentence.

But Jiang Xun didn't feel anything about Rong Jing's attitude. The pessimism in the world itself is not interlinked, and she didn't expect Rong Jing to understand her.

Their conversation began in this strange atmosphere and ended in a more strange atmosphere.

It's like nothing's changed. It's like something's changed.

After taking the medicine, it's almost time for dinner in the evening. Jiang Xuan is really upset and doesn't want to cook at all.

As soon as he was ready to offer to eat out, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

"Hello, Dr. Pitt," Jiang Xuan saw the doctor's phone call, suddenly had a bad feeling, and the voice of answering the phone became soft.

Dr. Peter on the other side of the phone is standing on the long corridor at the moment. This is the second time that he calls Jiang Xuan with such helpless mood.

The last time was when Jiang's mother died.

"Xiao Li," although Dr. Pitt is a foreigner, because he lived in China for a long time in his early years, he speaks Chinese very fluently. He can't recognize a foreigner just by listening to his voice.

"Gu's illness is much more troublesome than he imagined."

Dr. Pitt not only speaks Chinese, but also has some knowledge of Chinese culture. When a woman marries her husband's family, she should be given her husband's surname.Jiang Leng Leng, "why?"

"It's late. It's too late. The possibility of complete treatment is almost zero. I can only use drugs to prolong the rest of her time," Dr. Pitt said.

"Then extend it," Jiang said without thinking about it.

Doctor Pitt didn't say a word. Jiang's answer was expected. He had already started to use medicine for Gu. This phone call was just to inform Jiang.

"I'll go to the hospital now," Jiang Xuan thought about it, but still felt uneasy. Gu Fanxing and Gu Yan were both in the hospital, and Dr. Pitt certainly didn't tell them.

Then it's up to her to tell.

In the hospital.

"Xiao Li, why are you here?" Gu Fanxing, who was sitting at the edge of the sickbed and carefully chipped the apple, saw Jiang Xuan and quickly put the apple on the table and handed him a stool.

Gu Fanxing's face is obviously much better. Jiang Xun guesses that he thinks his mother has hope because of the arrival of Dr. Pitt.

"I've come to see my aunt," Jiang took the stool and sat down not far from Gu Fanxing.

Eyes fell on the bed, Gu is indeed a little more sober than the previous two days, look much better.

People are always happier when they see hope.

This is also a good thing.

"Xiaoli, you're here." Gu Yan's voice came from the door. Jiang Xuan turned around and saw Gu Yan weigh a thermos box.

He nodded to her with a smile and repeated what he had just said.

"I'll see my aunt."

"Just right," Gu Yan said as she walked to the table near the hospital bed, "I made more food today, and you can try my craft."

Seeing the food, Jiang Xuan remembered that Chen Yu might not be used to the food prepared in the hospital. Looking at the food prepared by Gu Yan, he said directly, "can I take one to my friend?"

"Your friend?" Gu Yan crooked head, a face of doubt.