[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 126 [English]

Chapter 125 Heart disease

In the study, the two brothers sat opposite each other on the sofa. Jiang Dongxian remained silent, and Jiang Dongyue felt really panicked.

“Brother, if you have anything to do, just tell me.”

“What’s going on between you and Miss Feng?”

Miss Feng?Jiang Dongyue was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that he was talking about Feng Xiyun.

“It’s nothing, but I think she likes me.”

“Is there any father who would come to our house?”

Jiang Dongxian was more and more confused now. He never lied to his family about important matters, so he told Jiang Dongxian everything.

After hearing this, Jiang Dongxian felt that Feng Xiyun was a good person and Jiang Dongyue also needed a good wife, so he deliberately brought the two together.

But he never expected that these two people would go directly to the bed!You have to know how long it took for he to take the first step after he fell in love with Ji Qing.

“Brother, I didn’t mean to do it on purpose. You can kill or cut her into pieces as you please. Anyway, I just like Qingqing.”

“Okay! The Feng family is also a respectable family. You clean up. In a few days, my father will take you to the Feng family to apologize.”

“Okay, then I’m going to bed, brother, you go to work first.”

After saying that, Jiang Dongyue got up and left the study. Jiang Dongxian leaned on the sofa and pinched his eyebrows, then got up and returned to his bedroom.

Ji Qing slept soundly inside, Jiang Dongxian slept next to her, and held her in his arms. She nuzzled inside, and her breathing gradually stabilized.

*
Early the next morning, Ji Qing woke up in He’s arms, and gently propped himself up and started to put on clothes. Jiang Dongxian was actually awake, but He did not stop her from leaving.

—— He thinks she needs some private space.

After opening the door of Jiang’s house and leaving, Ji Qing first bought a mobile phone and refilled the card. When he opened it, he saw many missed call notifications.

From 11 o’clock to 7 o’clock in the morning, there are no more after that. They are all Ji Tingqin’s private numbers.

It’s 9 o’clock now, and Ji Qing is confused as to why he didn’t call now after calling him all night. In fact, she is waiting for a call from him as soon as she turns on the phone, and then she will forget all her unhappiness and his acting coquettishly.

But until the end, Ji Qing had returned to Ji’s house, and Ji Tingqin still didn’t call her. The servant opened the door for her, and she walked into the living room thoughtfully. As soon as she entered, she was stunned by the scene inside.

There were four or five people inside, Ji Tingqin, Meng Jianqun, Meng Jianfang, a gray-haired old man, and an aunt who helped pour water.

Ji Tingqin’s subordinates were drinking here until 11 o’clock last night. Ji Tingqin was too considerate to drive anyone away. Surrounded by his subordinates, he and Meng Jianfang went to the room to stay for a while. When everyone had left, he realized that Ji Qing was missing.

He stayed up all night, all trying to contact Ji Qing, and that old man was Meng Jianfang’s grandmother. When she heard that Meng Jianfang had remarried, she said she must take a look at her grandson-in-law before she died.

The old man is almost 90, with gray hair, and he may die one day. Ji Tingqin has been with him from 7 o’clock in the morning until now, and the old lady is still holding his hand and talking.

Ji Qing was holding the door frame at the door and watching a few people. No one noticed her arrival.

She has no father or mother, Ji Tingqin is her love, and even more her family affection. Seeing him getting along with others like this, she feels like she has been stuffed with a ball of cotton and can’t breathe.

It turns out that she is much more possessive of Ji Tingqin than she thought.

After staring here for several minutes, her lips began to turn a little white, but she didn’t notice it and was still staring at the people in the living room.

She saw the little girl holding a candy in her hands and handing it to Ji Tingqin.

“Uncle, eat some candy.”

Little girl… her brother… uncle…

When Ji Tingqin reached out and took the candy, Ji Qing’s head exploded with a bang, and then his vision went dark and he fell down.

She didn’t eat much last night, she hadn’t had breakfast this morning, and she walked up the mountain by herself, so she fainted from the excitement.

Ji Tingqin was the first to react. After hearing the noise, he immediately stood up and rushed over, almost knocking the little girl down.

He knelt beside Ji Qing, caressing her face and feeling the temperature of her forehead.

“Qingqing! Qingqing!”

The anxiety in He’s eyes was not hidden at all, and Meng Jianfang was even more shocked. Such an outstanding and high-ranking man actually knelt down in front of He’s sister directly in front of his subordinates.

He must love her very much, right?

“Xiao Meng! Why are you standing still! Call the doctor quickly!”

Meng Jianqun was stunned for a few seconds and immediately called the hospital. People from the Military Region Affiliated Hospital came quickly. Ji Tingqin didn’t know why she fainted and didn’t dare to move her body. When the doctor came, Ji Qing was carried upstairs.

Fortunately, it was just caused by hypoglycemia. Once the blood glucose was connected and he woke up, he would be fine after a few days of treatment.

After hearing this, Ji Tingqin felt relieved, sent the doctor away, and asked Meng Jianqun to send He’s grandmother back and clean the main building before returning to Ji Qing’s room to guard She.

Her face was very pale, but there was blood on her lips, and there was no sweat on her forehead. Ji Tingqin held her hand and guarded her, and he didn’t feel sleepy all night long.

But after all, people are not made of iron. Ji Qing didn’t wake up until three o’clock in the afternoon, so Ji Tingqin went back to the room to sleep for a while and asked his aunt to come and watch over him.

At about five o’clock, Ji Qing woke up, opened her eyes, and her aunt burst out laughing.

“Miss, are you awake? I’ll help you call Mr. Ji over.”

“No, please help me make something to eat.”

“Okay, wait here, miss. I’ll go right away.”

The aunt hurriedly went to the kitchen downstairs to cook. Ji Qing tried his best to push his body up and get out of bed, and then pushed the water stand to the window.

It was green outside, and except for the dots of snow on the leaves, you couldn’t tell it was winter.

Ji Qing took a breath in front of the mirror and wrote Ji Tingqin’s name again.

A moment later, she was suddenly hugged from behind. Ji Tingqin put his chin on her shoulder, and the anger in his heart towards her for staying away all night had already turned into pity.

“Qingqing, I said that everything will be the same as before.”

*
As the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread. In addition, Ji Qing’s health has always been very good, but when he fell ill, it became aggravated.

She has been feeling low this week, and has been suffering from colds and fevers. Both the Jiang brothers have called to greet her, but she knows that this is a mental illness.

In the past few days, she always had nightmares when she and Ji Tingqin slept together. In the dream, Ji Tingqin had a wife and a daughter. The daughter was very well-behaved. At first, she still looked like her, but suddenly she turned into Meng Jianfang’s daughter.

She woke up every night, exhausted, and she suddenly felt that she understood why Lu Qing was mentally disturbed. She must have been even more miserable at night than herself.

Ji Qing was immersed in the worry of losing Ji Tingqin and doubting himself all day long, and lost several pounds one after another.

Today, she was lying by the window looking at the scenery as usual. Suddenly her phone vibrated. When she opened it, she saw a text message from Zhou Jianshen.

“Back.”

After a few seconds, he seemed to feel that his tone was not detailed enough, so he sent another rabbit emoticon in the same series as last time.

Ji Qing curled up the corner of his mouth and returned a hug.

At 10 o’clock in the evening, Ji Tingqin came back from work, and the two of them ate supper together. Ji Tingqin put down the spoon and wiped his mouth, his tone as calm as if he was talking about tonight’s dishes.

“There is a villa in the school district not far from Xinjing Elementary School. She will move there with her daughter in a few days.”

The chopsticks in Ji Qing’s hand slipped, and a tear suddenly dropped from the corner of his eye.