Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 16 Don't go to the hospital
Fortunately, the screen is made of soft plastic liquid screen, otherwise her feet would be useless.

He said coldly, "What's going on?"

Only then did the people in the room notice Lu Ming entering the room, subconsciously lowered their heads and shouted: "Mr. Lu!"

Seeing that Mr. Lu came back, Uncle Wu hurriedly handed the medicine to Dr. Li Rou and explained to Mr. Lu.

"Miss Jing was naughty and accidentally kicked the TV and broke it. Fortunately, she didn't hurt her feet. It must have been stretched too hard and hurt her ligaments."

Hearing this, Lu Ming frowned and strode to the sofa.

"..." Seeing Lu Ming approaching aggressively, Jing Yiren shrank her neck in fright, thinking she was going to hit her.

Lu Ming stared at Jing Yiren for a few seconds with a cold face, and then gave Li Rou a faint order after a while.

"Show her!"

Li Rou knelt down and helped Jing Yiren check.

After a brief inspection, Li Rou stood up and said respectfully.

"Mr. Lu, Ms. Jing is indeed suffering from a ligament strain. This situation can be big or small. There is no way to treat it at home. It is better to go to the hospital to take an X-ray to see if it is serious. A slight rest for two days will be fine. If it is serious Long-term rehabilitation is required."

Hearing this, Lu Ming calmly said without thinking, "Send it to the hospital!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before he had time to turn around and leave, he was hugged suddenly by the waist, and a little woman threw herself into his arms.

"I don't want to go to Yiyuan... I won't go! I won't go! I won't go!" Jing Yiren's voice choked up as he spoke, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"..." Lu Ming's eyes narrowed, his chest throbbed violently, and he looked down at the little woman in his arms in shock.

Her warm breath was blowing under the shirt, his chest was wet, and the touch of soft skin made him a little hot.

Lu Ming's eyes were piercing, and he stared at her coldly, warning coldly: "Let go!"

Jing Yiren buried her head in his arms, and hugged Lu Ming tightly, fearing that if he let go, Lu Ming would really send her to Yiyuan.

Shaking his cerebellum desperately, he was extremely wronged: "Don't let it go! Don't let it go! Don't let it go! Lu Ming... I won't go! I won't go to Yiyuan!"

"..." Lu Ming's deep pool-like eyes fixedly looked at the top of her head.

The woman in front of her seemed to have changed into a different person.

Is this the vain, vulgar, tasteless, and contrived Jing Yiren?Or is she modified to be pure and cute?

He knew that Jing Yiren wanted to get close to him, but he also knew that Jing Yiren would not dare to touch him without his permission.

Is she ready to give it a go now?
This was the first time that Jing Yiren took the initiative to hug him, and hugged him in such a coquettish way.

Lu Ming's heart throbbed again.

With a stiff body, he seemed to be holding back something, the veins on his forehead raged, and he roared angrily.

"I tell you to let go!"

"..." It was not the first time that Jing Yiren felt the king-like deterrence and anger of the Ninth Five-Year Lord.

Lu Ming was really angry.

Jing Yiren raised her head from his arms, with tears in her beautiful and bright eyes, she said willfully and stubbornly.

"Don't go...don't go...don't go!"

How could he send her to that kind of place?
"..." Lu Ming looked at the little woman in his arms, his deep eyes shrank fiercely.

This beautiful face lacks the vulgar heavy makeup of the past, and the pair of eyes that are as clear and moist as stars are more spiritual and sincere than before. He even doubts that this is really Jing Yiren?

(End of this chapter)