But when I thought of what Jiang Jiang had suffered in the past, this strange emotion soon disappeared.
She forced herself to smile.
Jiang Yunshu, please be reasonable. All of this is what Jiang Jiang should have. Compared with him, he is the bad guy who occupies the magpie's nest.
Don't be the kind of bad woman that people find most annoying.
Jiang Yunshu has always become such a disgusting person.
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The huge ward and the white color inside the room make people feel a little uncomfortable.
Jiang Jiang put on her shoes and walked outside the ward, ready to go out and take a breath.
It was approaching early morning, and there were a lot fewer people in the hospital lobby.
But the hall was still brightly lit.
Jiang Jiang walked forward and took a deep breath, but his head still felt a little uncomfortable.
My body is really getting weaker and weaker, but after lying down for a while, I feel a headache.
I casually found a chair in the hall and sat down, then stared blankly ahead, without any focus.
Her mind was empty and in a daze...
This is when Jiang Jiang feels happiest, without having to think about those messy things in her mind.
The entrance of the hospital.
Jiang Qingqing held Jing's mother's hand and looked even more worried: "Godmother, if you are not feeling well, you should tell us. If Aunt Zhang hadn't found you passed out in the room, something big would have happened."
Jing's mother smiled, and a rare look of exhaustion appeared on her well-maintained face, "It's no big deal, just rest and rest. The same goes for Jing Yu's child. He has to come to the hospital at this time. Why bother?
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Jing's mother's health suddenly began to deteriorate a few years ago.
I often felt uncomfortable, so I went to the family doctor. After several visits, he couldn't find anything wrong. He just said he was worried too much.
This time he passed out again at home, which shocked everyone.
Jing Yu immediately decided to take his mother to the hospital for a physical examination.
"Of course we have to come to the hospital, godmother, you don't know how ugly your face is. We were all frightened by you. You also told us to take care of our health, but in the end you didn't take care of our health. No, wait for Jingyu later.
After my brother parked the car, he made a proper complaint."
Jiang Qingqing had a coquettish look on her face and held Jing's mother's hand. To anyone who looked at her, she looked like a close mother and daughter.
Jing's mother just smiled and didn't say anything.
Jiang Qingqing took Jing's mother and sat down in the direction of the hospital lobby.
Waiting for someone.
"Godmother, I'm going to buy some water. Please wait here for a moment."
Jiang Qingqing’s thoughtful advice.
"You don't have to be so busy."
Just coming out of home, Jing's mother was not that thirsty. On the contrary, in an unfamiliar place, she wanted someone to sit next to her and talk.
Jiang Qingqing seemed to want to show how filial she was and said to herself: "It will be fine in a moment. I bought water and I will be here in a moment. You don't have to worry."
After saying that, she turned around and left without looking at Jing's mother's face.
Completely ignoring Jing's mother's face, which looked a little ugly.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and later I felt a little cold.
Jiang Jiang stood up.
Turning around, his eyes fell on Jing Mu.
Suddenly, Jiang Jiang was completely separated from his own world.
In the most direct way, Jiang Jiang was reminded of what happened before that.
"Ginger ginger?"
Accompanied by a cry from Jing Mu.
There was a "boom", as if something exploded in her mind.
The explosion caused her whole body to be torn apart, and she couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
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