Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

All the stories are so tragically staged, whether you like it or not, you can't resist it.

The sky is still so blue, blue is so thorough; The sun is still so bright, so dazzling; The wind is still so gentle, but it can't wake up the sleeping people.

The past few days have been a nightmare for the Jings, one thing after another.

Jingxing is still in the hospital and can't be stimulated any more, so everyone kept it from him. Shi Ling didn't have a big problem, but she fainted after being stimulated. After waking up and taking a rest for a day, she has basically returned to normal.

Jing Qingqing and Shi Ling are standing outside the door. Jing Qingqing whispers to Shi Ling, "Mom, I'll go and see Jiajia. You're here to take care of your father."

"Go, mom also wants to see Jiajia. I don't know if she wakes up now." Shi Ling wiped her tears and choked.

"Mom, don't cry. Don't let dad notice anything. Come in quickly." Jing Qingqing whispered.

"Well, I see. Be careful on your way." Shi Ling wiped her tears and patted Jing Qingqing gently.

"I see." the haggard Jing Qingqing whirled away, but tears completely flowed out when she turned and left. When she left this hospital, she had to rush to another hospital, because there was also her favorite person.

These days, Jing Qingqing has suddenly grown up. She is no longer the one who doesn't understand anything. She knows that now the family needs her to carry it. Nian Tian is so strong when she is young, and she is already a 25-year-old woman. She should be stronger.

Along the way, Jing Qingqing drove his car and let tears wash his cheeks without time to wipe them off.

At the gate of the hospital, Jing Qingqing quickly wiped her tears. After a while, Jing Niantian couldn't see that she had cried. Then she got off and went to the hospital.

"Nian Tian, did Jia Jia wake up?" Jing Qingqing ran over and saw the thin figure standing in the corridor from a distance. His nose was sour.

"Qingqing." Jing Niantian twisted his face and whispered.

Jing Qingqing runs over and looks through the glass at Jing Jiajia, who is still unconscious in the room and wrapped in white gauze. Jing Qingqing covers her mouth and tears flow out again.

"Don't cry!" Jing Nian didn't look back. He still looked at Jing Jiajia lying in the room and shouted.

Jing Qingqing couldn't stop her tears. She squatted on the ground, covered her face and began to cry.

Jing Nian Tian turned his face and looked at Jing Qingqing on the ground. He clenched his fist and shouted, "Jing Qingqing, don't cry. Go to another place to cry!"

"Sobbing..." Jing Qingqing didn't listen. She seemed to cry out all the pain in the past two days. She squatted on the ground and her body trembled constantly because of crying.

Jing Niantian ignored her and turned her face back. Looking at Jing Jiajia, who was sleeping inside, she clenched her lips tightly, clenched her two fists tightly, blinked her long eyelashes, and two crystal tears fell down his tight little face.

Who can hold back tears when seeing this scene?

Day and night, Jing Niantian stood here all day and night without eating, drinking or sleeping. He was just a child, a seven-year-old child. No one could understand what supported such a seven-year-old child to persist until now, or even longer, or until the moment Jing Jiajia woke up

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