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Chapter 224 - Chapter 224: Hehe, Wife Is A Little Too Clingy (6)



Chapter 224: Hehe, Wife Is A Little Too Clingy (6)

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Su Ruowan glanced at him and saw that he really couldn’t move his hand, so she reached out her empty hand and inserted it into his pocket…

After touching for a long time, Su Ruowan said,” No…”

Jing Muchen turned around and Su Ruowan reached into his other pocket before she found the key.

“Open the door.” Jing Muchen’s voice was calm as he directed her.

After Su Ruowan opened the door and waited for him to come in with Jiujiu in his arms, she closed the door again.

Aunt Qiao walked out of the house with a coat draped over her shoulders. She asked with concern,” Mr. Jing, Miss Su…” Is the young master alright?”

Su Ruowan turned around and said,” It was acute appendicitis. Luckily, she was sent to the hospital early. She’s in the hospital on an IV drip now.””

“Mm. Mr. Jing, do you need me to take care of the young master?”Aunt Qiao recommended herself.

“There’s no need, Auntie Qiao…” Su Ruowan declined. She still wanted to take care of Jing Yanxi herself.

Before she could finish, Jing Muchen, who had sent Jiujiu back to the bedroom and came out again, said,” I’ll go to the hospital later.””

Then, he looked at Su Ruowan with a sharp look in his eyes.” Your body hasn’t recovered yet. Rest well at home and take care of Jiujiu.” Also…”

He looked deeply at Su Ruowan and said coldly,” He is my son. I will not eat him.””

With that, he picked up the key and left.

Su Ruowan pursed her lips and Aunt Qiao’s comforting voice rang in her ears,” Mr. Jing is very good to Little Young Master. You can rest assured with him taking care of you…” By the way, I’ll go cook some porridge now and send it to the young master tomorrow morning. The young master will definitely not be used to the porridge in this hospital. I’ll cook it a little softer so that it’s easier to digest…”

“Thank you, Auntie Qiao.” Su Ruowan did not decline. Her body had not fully recovered. Yanyan also needed someone to take care of him in the hospital. She also had a daughter at home…She must not fall.

Thinking of Jing Muchen’s slightly emotional words just now, Su Ruowan pursed her lips.” What a stingy person…

She slept soundly and when she opened her eyes again, it was already past nine o’clock.

She quickly washed herself and Jiujiu, took the chicken porridge that Auntie Qiao had prepared, and took Jiujiu to Changde’s car to rush to the children’s hospital.

Just as they arrived at the door of the VIP ward, Su Ruowan was about to push the door open with Jiujiu when she heard voices coming from inside. She turned around and had already brought Jiujiu to the wall outside. She held Jiujiu’s small hand tightly and listened to the conversation inside. She did not even dare to breathe loudly.

Inside the house.

Old Master Jing, Jing Shaofan, Li Menting Ting, and Li Muchen were all present.

Jing Yanxi had already woken up. His face was pale and he was lying on the hospital bed gloomily. His hand was still on an IV drip.

Beside him, Li Menting looked at him with reddened eyes and kept scolding him.

“You said you wanted to bring Yanyan out to live. Alright, I promise you… In the end, is this how you take care of him? It was a big festival today. Such a young child, only five years old, had to spend his days in the hospital… Wuwuwu…”

Jing Muchen stood at the side with a calm expression and did not say a word.

Old Master Jing snorted and did not even look at Jing Muchen. He taunted,” I think it’s already good enough that he can take care of himself…” Hmph hmph…”

“Chen Chen, 1 think if it doesn’t work, after Yanyan recovers and is discharged, you and Yanyan can move back to the old house, okay?”Li Menting wiped her tears and suggested..

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