[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 214 [English]

Chapter 211 Self-blame

So Jiang Dongxian hugged her tighter, put his arm around her waist and kissed her on the shoulder.

“Qingqing, we will still have children, we will still have children…”

Ji Qing didn’t answer he, she looked out the window quietly, as if Jiang Dongxian didn’t exist at all.

“Brother Dongxian, I want to be alone for a while.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Okay, then Brother Dongxian, let you stay alone for a while. Qingqing, I believe Brother Dongxian, there will be children…”

After speaking, Jiang Dongxian’s fingers trembled slightly, and finally he could only let go of her and give her some personal space.

The door to the ward was closed with a soft sound, but Ji Qing’s heart suddenly trembled. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

Brother Dongxian said that they would still have children, but he didn’t know that he didn’t want the child for him at all.

In the past, Ji Qing would hold him and cry, sobbing and saying Brother Dongxian is sorry, but now she is really too tired.

Breathing is tiring, speaking is even more tiring, and any emotion will turn into something heavy, making her just want to lie there quietly.

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Ji Qing lay there for more than a month, with five or six medical staff surrounding her.

In fact, she only needed to rest for a month, but Ji Tingqin was worried and asked the doctor to be more careful to ensure that her body would not be harmed.

As for Zhou Fucheng’s surgery, although there was heavy bleeding during the operation, the doctor’s wonderful rejuvenation stopped it. After he stayed in the intensive care unit for half a month, his condition stabilized.

For more than a month, Ji Qing barely said a word, and no matter who came to see her, it was useless. She lay on the bed in silence. Everyone was worried, but they could not force her to speak for fear that she would do something drastic.

At 9 o’clock in the evening, Zhou Fucheng opened the door of Ji Qing’s ward. At that time, she was sitting on a chair in front of the window, wearing a large blue and white hospital gown, with her hair hanging softly behind her back. Zhou Fucheng walked to the bed behind him and sat down, and she turned a blind eye.

“Hey sweetie. can you say something for me?”

(Hey, sweetheart, can you say a few words to me?)

Ji Qing didn’t answer, so Zhou Fucheng had no choice but to walk to her, squat down, and gently hold her hand.

“Want to play outside?”

(Want to go out and play?)

Ji Qing still didn’t answer. Just then there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Fucheng had to stand up and go to open the door.

– Outside the door is Ji Tingqin.

“Mr. Ji.”

Ji Tingqin nodded, and then Zhou Fucheng left. Ji Tingqin locked the door, took off his military uniform jacket and threw it on the sofa.

Then came the belt and tie shirt, and finally when he was only in his underwear, he took out the black silk pajamas and changed into them.

At this time, Ji Qing had stood up and looked out the window. Her petite figure was reflected on the front glass wall. Ji Tingqin walked behind her and hugged her into his arms, slowly but firmly, and at the same time, his hands were tightly around her waist.

With this hug, Ji Tingqin felt that her body was getting thinner and thinner, a small ball clinging to his chest, as if it would break at a touch.

So he gently stroked her lower abdomen with his warm and dry palm, and after a moment he lowered his voice and spoke.

“Qingqing, brother is here…”

Ji Qing did not answer, but at this moment the cell phone Ji Tingqin put aside suddenly rang. He frowned and picked up the cell phone, then walked aside to answer the phone.

The caller was Meng Jianqun. Ji Tingqin asked him to be responsible for Zhang Jizong’s supervision. To put it bluntly, he was asked to keep an eye on Zhang Jizong and not let him talk to outsiders during the three months.

“Jiwei, someone wants to visit.”

Ji Tingqin frowned.

“Who?”

Meng Jianqun clenched his palms.

“Director Sun and Director Chen, there are four or five people following behind them. Do you want to stop them or let them in?”

Ji Tingqin was silent for a moment.

“Stop.”

After he hung up the phone, Meng Jianqun suppressed his uneasiness and took a deep breath, then straightened his military uniform and walked out with a smile on his face.

Putting the phone on the table at hand, Ji Tingqin returned to Ji Qing’s back and hugged her.

The night was very cold, and the glass windows were also cold. Ji Qing just stood there numbly, and Ji Tingqin’s eyes suddenly turned red.

The murderer who caused Ji Qing to become like this is there, but he can’t do anything, not even yell angrily. He can only keep him there for three months without any pain, and he even has to worry about Ji Qing’s safety after three months.

At this moment, Ji Tingqin felt that he was not worthy of being a brother, let alone a lover. He did not protect her well, and he did not even have the ability to give her an explanation after she was injured.

—— He felt that his sentence “Qing Qing, I have a brother here” was just a joke.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but tighten his hold on her, and the tiger’s mouth turned red from being pressed. Ji Qing’s whole body was tightly held by he, but she still didn’t react at all.

She didn’t ask about Zhang Jizong, nor about her own body. She was as quiet as if she was the only one in the world.

This silence lasted for another hour, it was already 10 o’clock, and Ji Tingqin had a meeting tomorrow, so he could only hug her sideways and put her into the bed, while he slept next to her and held her in his arms.

Turning off the big light and turning on the small bedside lamp, the warm yellow light suddenly shone down, giving the whole ward a warmer atmosphere.

Ji Tingqin lowered his head and kissed her forehead. Ji Qing still didn’t speak. She turned over and a line of clear tears suddenly flowed down from a place where Ji Tingqin couldn’t see.

However, Ji Tingqin couldn’t see the tears, but he could feel them. He pulled her over, lowered his head and slowly kissed away the tears.

Now the two people’s eyes met, and Ji Tingqin’s breathing became heavy.

Suddenly Ji Qing held Ji Tingqin’s face and kissed her, licking her lips thinly with the tip of her tongue, making Ji Tingqin’s lips wet. Then she dug in hard and licked and sucked hard when she got in. Ji Tingqin couldn’t help but hug her tightly. The two of them kissed deeper and deeper, until finally Ji Tingqin was about to be kissed until his lower body exploded before he let go of her.

“Qingqing, no, can you rest for a few more days…”

He gasped and touched her face and spoke, but Ji Qing did not speak.

——Unlike the last time she didn’t dare to have sex for a long time after her miscarriage, this time she wanted to release.