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On hearing this, Jing Baoer immediately nodded heavily, "OK, we know. Next, we won't go to see him. We will wait for him quietly outside..."

"The sterile intensive care unit is completely transparent. If you want to see him, you can look at him from a distance through the glass outside..." Dr. Su said.

Jing bao'er nodded and didn't say a word.

What Dr. Su said made Jing bao'er feel very uncomfortable.

Jingbao'er is really worried.

Jing bao'er is scared.

I'm afraid Jing Rong won't be able to spend the next 48 hours safely.

If she really can't survive the disaster, if Jingrong really dies, then she What will it be like?

What kind of pain will she have?

Thinking of these, Jing bao'er's inner guilt deepened a lot.

Jingbao'er feels like a sinner.

She thinks she's the killer, the killer!

At this moment, jingbao'er suddenly felt as if he was about to lose his footing. He seemed to have been pulled out of his body. He was completely soft.

In order to prevent himself from falling down, Jing bao'er holds the wall beside him with his hand.

Only in this way can she not fall down.

Now Jingrong is still in a state of uncertainty. She can't fall down.

She must hold on until Jingrong gets better

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After Jingrong is pushed into the sterile intensive care unit, Yeming and jingbao'er stand outside the unit, looking at Jingrong from a distance through the glass.

Jingrong is in a bad condition now, with all kinds of pipes and instruments connected to him.

His face looked pale, as white as iron.

The lips are even more white.

Such a scene looks like it is dying.

This kind of scenery deeply hurt the eyes of jingbao'er and Yeming.

Especially jingbao'er, looking at this kind of scenery, there is no way to describe the taste in her heart.

There is no way to express her grief in any words.

No matter what kind of words to describe her pain, will appear very pale.

Her fourth uncle.

The man she's loved since she was nine.

Now, because she's the culprit, she's lying so weak in the intensive care unit.

She is really a sinner, the biggest sinner in the world.

"Yeming little brother, I feel so bad in my heart. I feel like I'm the culprit..."

"If I could go back in time, I would never do that again I will not choose to treat my fourth uncle in that way... "

"Little brother Yeming, I love my fourth uncle so much. I don't want to have anything to do with him..."

Jingbao'er puts her hands on the clean tempered glass, and looks at Jingrong, who is extremely weak, through hazy tears, telling her heart to Yeming word by word.

Although looking at Jingrong, Yeming's anger to Jingbao didn't disappear at all.

But Yeming still sighed, wiped his tears, patted jingbao'er on the shoulder and said, "Miss Jing, you just know you're wrong. When Sishao wakes up, you'll use the rest of your life to make up for your debt to Sishao..."

"Miss Jing, really don't make trouble with Sishao any more. In this world, no one can treat you better than Sishao. Do you think luoshao treats you better? No matter how good he is to you, can he be less than the four of us? " Night and night.

Jing bao'er didn't speak. He just kept crying. Tears ran across his face.

She really wants to go to Jingrong's side, hug Jingrong well, and tell Jingrong, "fourth uncle, I love you. Wake up quickly. After you wake up, we'll be together and never separate again..."

But she couldn't go to him.

Between them, although only separated by a thin tempered glass, but it seems to be separated by mountains and rivers in general far away.

In this day, too many things really happened.

All kinds of things come one after another, Jing bao'er is almost out of breath.

Now jingbao'er feels like he's pressing a huge stone on his chest. It's very uncomfortable. His whole heart seems to be unable to beat.

"Little brother Yeming, if my fourth uncle can really survive this time, I will treat my fourth uncle well and stay with him well. I will never doubt him or distrust him any more. I will believe everything he says and does. I will help him and spend my life peacefully..."

"I will never leave my fourth uncle, never torture him, never torture myself..."

Jing bao'er said word by word again.Crying too long.

Jing bao'er's eyes have swollen into walnuts.

The eye socket is extremely painful.

But this kind of pain is not worth mentioning compared with heartache.

"Miss Jing, I hope you can do what you said. After Si Shao wakes up, the first thing you have to do is to show Si Shao your own attitude and tell him all the things you're saying to me now to make him feel at ease."

"The second thing you need to do is to have a good talk with Luo Shao, and then completely get rid of the relationship with Luo Shao, and never get involved with him again."

"No matter how good Luo Shao is to you, you can't get involved with him any more. Keeping a certain distance from other men is the greatest love for Si Shao."

With these words, Yeming sighed a long time.

Jing bao'er nodded and said nothing more.

Now she is really tired.

I'm too tired to speak.

I'm too tired to talk.

She felt tired both physically and mentally.

I hope this crazy, wind, storm and rain can pass quickly.

I wish Jingrong could open her eyes earlier

I hope everything can be back to the past in an instant.

"If I can, I really hope that Si Shao is a wave, a swinger, and a son. At least in that case, he won't be trapped by love and lose his life for love." Night and night.

With that, Yeming sighed again.

"Maybe you don't like to hear what I've said to you today, or even feel harsh. But it's all from my heart. What I've been holding in my heart for so many years..." Night dark way.

"When I say this, I hope you two can be well and wake you up with sharp words. Miss Jing, don't blame me." Night and night.

But Jing bao'er shook his head and said, "how can I blame you? Little brother Yeming, I understand what you said. Although what you said is really not pleasant, I know that you are doing it for the good of both of us... "