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

Chapter 290
Lu Ming didn't bother to listen to Jing Dezheng's guarantee, so he let out a harsh word: "If you are reluctant to deal with your son, someone will help you."

Leaving aside the words, he pulled Jing Yiren and walked away.

"..." Hearing Lu Ming's words, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Jing Dezheng's back.

He clearly knew how capable Lu Ming was. If he really wanted his son to die, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

Thinking that Jing De was going forward in a panic, holding Jing Yiren's arm with trembling hands.

"Yiren! Dad, I beg you. Your elder brother has been abroad for the past few years and no one has taken care of him. He is a bit arrogant, but he didn't dare to hurt you. He must have been careless. You misunderstood him."

Jing Yiren looked back and looked at Jing Dezheng coldly.

"I can see clearly whether he did it on purpose. Why didn't you beg him not to trouble me before? If it's me lying on the hospital bed now, what would you do?"

It's not that she's cold-blooded. If people like Jing Che don't teach him a lesson, he will never learn from it.

And if she was really hurt today, if she wasn't Lu Ming's wife, the father wouldn't have even paid a visit to her.

Jingde is exactly how stingy and philistine, she has seen it before.

As he spoke, Jing Yiren calmly brushed away Jing Dezheng's hand.

Jing De was holding her hand tightly but refused to let go.

Responding to what Jing Yiren said just now: "If you are injured, I will kill him, and if he bullies you again, I will kill him."

Jing Dezheng swears that in order to keep his son, he can brag about anything.

Jing Yiren sneered: "Yes! It's a pity that I wasn't injured, so you don't have to kill him, right? Jingxi is lying on the bed, isn't he your son? You can beat Jingche for your daughter, and Jingxi doesn't care Yet?"

Hearing these words, Qiu Baihe stood up from the sofa and looked at Jing Dezheng to see what answer he would give.

Jing Dezheng turned his head in embarrassment, and glanced at Qiu Baihe's angry face.

Confused, he said, "When... of course it's my son!"

Jing Yiren made a small hook: "In that case, then help you kill that unfilial son Jing Che."

"..."

Jing Yiren shook off Jing Dezheng's hand, and left with Lu Ming...

After leaving the ward, Lu Ming was still worried and took Jing Yiren for a full-body examination.

I'm afraid that there is something wrong with her.

After checking, Jing Yiren was fine except for a little bit of skin on his elbow and ankle.

Probably when Jing Xi pushed her down, she accidentally wiped it on the floor.

Lu Ming personally applied disinfectant to her and put on a band-aid.

He moved gently and carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

The wound was so small that it could be ignored, but Lu Ming's actions to help her deal with it were so serious.

After taking care of his elbows, Lu Ming squatted in front of her, dragged her shoes, and put his feet on his knees.

First disinfect the ankle with a cotton swab soaked in iodine, and then carefully put on a band-aid.

Seeing Lu Ming's powerful arms with his sleeves rolled up, his well-defined and beautiful hands, and his careful movements, Jing Yi's heart shuddered.

When Jing Yiren looked at his index finger knuckles, which had been healed for a long time, there were still two tooth marks with such faint scars, and his heart twitched suddenly.

Recalling that when she was sick, Lu Ming took care of her and was bitten by her.

She didn't remember it at the time, and she didn't remember it until many days later.

She has never helped him deal with it, but every time she has a slight injury, Lu Ming will frown, worried, and carefully help her deal with it.

(End of this chapter)