Late Marriage: Warm Wife, Let's Get Married

Lin Wensheng has just seen the thin and terrible woman. It seems that she is really ill, rather than sneaking into the hospital for any purpose... Moreover, in the investigation report he received, he has not seen this woman appear among people related to Tang qianrong.

So this woman should have nothing to do with Tang qianrong?

Although he thought so, Lin Wensheng's cautious character still made him feel a little worried. However, he lost his feeling for a moment when an Jingxing shouted the word "father" on impulse. At this moment, he seemed to really become Jingxing's father and shouted his father's Jingxing. He really couldn't bear to refuse any of her requests

Thinking so, Lin Wensheng nodded slightly to the two people holding Jingxing nearby. This action allowed Jingxing to contact the woman.

Jingxing's whole mind was focused on why Lin Xiaocuo became such an idea. He didn't realize that just at that moment, Lin Wensheng's psychological changes and the actions of these people around him.

Lin Xiaocuo didn't seem to see herself. Even if she stood up from the wheelchair, she still walked forward without God, just like a puppet. The whole person looked like a puppet doll with lost soul, which made people feel very distressed.

"Small mistake!"

Jingxing's voice is not small, especially in such an open and quiet place, it is impossible for the other party not to hear, but Lin Xiaocuo is a state as if he is immersed in his own world, and has no response to an Jingxing's voice at all.

Seeing Lin Xiaocuo like this, Jingxing could guess that something must have happened to her after he and qianrong left Bicheng. At that time, because he was thinking about children and qianrong, he didn't even have time to say goodbye... Plus after he returned to New York, The phone number and everything have been changed... Has she contacted herself, but found that she couldn't find herself?

Thinking of this, Jingxing felt a burst of sadness. Without thinking about it, he walked over, grabbed her arm and shouted: "Lin Xiaocuo! Little mistake, what's the matter with you? Don't you know me? I'm Anjing, OK! "

This time, Jingxing's voice was much louder than just now. Lin Xiaocuo's godless eyes flashed a light and finally landed on an Jingxing's face. Finally, there was a little almost imperceptible fluctuation in his expression.

"King... OK?"

Her dry lips touched up and down mechanically. The words she spit out were like the cold and stiff voice of a robot after someone turned on the switch. Although she didn't know what happened to Lin Xiaocuo after that, how could she get to New York? What the hell happened?

"Little mistake, what's the matter with you... Don't you recognize me? Why are you here... And how are you so thin? "

She felt uncomfortable at the bottom of her heart. She firmly grasped Lin Xiaocuo's arm and supported her body. Even so, Lin Xiaocuo still didn't have much weight under the support of her patient. The nurses and bodyguards on one side came to help, because her own wounds didn't heal, but when she saw them lifting Lin Xiaocuo, Jingxing still couldn't help saying: "be careful and move gently..."

After all, Lin Xiaocuo now looks really fragile.

When she returned to the ward, an Jingxing wanted to take Lin Xiaocuo to her ward. Lin Wensheng disagreed. Later, she told Lin Wensheng about her many experiences with Lin Xiaocuo in Bicheng and her poor physical condition, I really can't turn a blind eye to an old friend... Today's Lin Wensheng looks better than before... I thought he wouldn't agree, but I didn't expect that after I begged several times... He actually agreed.

"I can ask someone to put her in the ward opposite you, but let someone take care of her. Since I'm a friend of Jingxing, I should treat you well. After all, I'm a good friend of my baby daughter. "

Lin Wensheng finally said with a smile. An Jingxing remembered that he had just blurted out the sentence "Dad" in a hurry... His cheeks were hot and he was a little embarrassed.

Lin Wensheng was very satisfied when he heard Jingxing call his father. He was ready that he would never hear anjingxing call his father in his life

However, I heard it today. Even if it's just a cry in a hurry, it's enough for me. Even if I can only listen once in my life, it's enough.

"Uncle Lin... I..."

"It doesn't matter. I know. I didn't force you to have any title for me. You just said it when you were in a hurry and didn't think about it. If you feel comfortable later, you can continue to call me uncle Lin... As long as you are happy, Jingxing."

Lin Wensheng smiled kindly. An Jingxing looked at the white hair on the temples of the middle-aged man in front of her. For a moment, she felt that she was so sorry for him. She also hoped that she could speak out the word "father" without hesitation like an ordinary daughter... However, at this time, the more she wanted to do so, at the moment of opening her mouth, But the more she couldn't shout... She tried several times, and the two words were in her throat, so she couldn't say them.

"Go back. It's cold. It's hard to meet your friends today. I won't accompany you for dinner. You can eat with your friends. I'll see you again tomorrow." Seeing the embarrassment on an Jingxing's face, Lin Wensheng kindly shifted the topic. An Jingxing knew that her father did this for her own good. Although she also wanted to call her father to make him happy, it seems that she really had no choice but to give up in the end.

At dinner, Lin Wensheng said that he had something to deal with and left. He arranged Lin Xiaocuo's ward opposite him, very close to him, but the only condition was that in addition to Lin Xiaocuo himself, even her former nurses were sent away and replaced with the nurses Lin Wensheng found to take care of her.

Dinner was sent to Lin Xiaocuo's ward. When she passed from her ward, Lin Xiaocuo was lying on the hospital bed and staring out of the window.

"Small mistake?" She gently shouted her name. Maybe it was the previous meeting in the park that made Lin Xiaocuo recover some sanity. When she heard the voice of an Jingxing, she turned back a little, looked at Jingxing's face and slightly twisted her eyebrows. After a while, she whispered: "Jingxing? Is that you? "