Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Bao Jingxing relayed her words to the doctor on the other side of the phone.

How dare the doctor neglect Bao Jingxing, and quickly replied: "As far as I know, that patient is recovering well. Although he is in a wheelchair, he did leave the hospital sober!"

Ever since Chu Xiannian grabbed him by the collar and drove him down from the position of attending doctor.

He couldn't get in touch with Bao Jingxing for a while, and he didn't dare to run back to the original hospital with his tail between his legs. He endured the humiliation and became an acting doctor just to observe the situation of Qin's mother up close.

Now it seems that his choice is indeed correct!

"I see." Bao Jingxing nodded slightly, and asked according to Qin Yiren's intention: "If the patient goes home to recuperate, do you still have a chance to go to the Qin's family to apply for a family doctor?"

"I'm afraid not."

The doctor's voice became bitter: "I... well, the patient's family members seem to guess that I know you, so..."

It's not that his medical skills are not good, but that he was really implicated by Bao Jingxing!

Understand the meaning of the doctor's words.

Bao Jingxing didn't insist anymore.

After a few perfunctory sentences and hung up the phone, he looked sideways at Qin Yiren, who had a false alarm and lingering fear, helped her to sit on the sofa, turned around and went to the small kitchen to warm her a cup of milk and put two spoonfuls of honey on it.

Watching the milk slowly boil in the small pot.

Bao Jingxing thought absently. He had met Qin Er twice. Qin Er was not a businessman, nor was he a particularly shrewd man.

Coupled with the fact that Qin Er's mother is lying on the hospital bed, it is difficult for any filial son to be 100% rational, and even suspect that the attending doctor has something to do with him.

With that said...

To be so shrewd and drive away the doctors he sent, there is only one person who can do this—Chu Xiannian.

Recalling Chu Xinian's strange persistence at the funeral, even after seeing the ashes, he still didn't seem to believe that Qin Yiren died accidentally, what a troublesome character.

"Goooooooooo."

Bring the milk in the pot to a full boil.

Bao Jingxing poured it into a cup, found cookies and fruits in the refrigerator, stayed for a few more unnecessary minutes, and then slowly returned to the living room.

Even though he had delayed the time, he still saw the little woman on the sofa wiping her tears in a hurry.

but.

Not only was her mother safe and sound, but she had recovered and returned home, which was definitely the best news Qin Yiren had received.

"Jing Xing."

Great joy and great sorrow vented his emotions, Qin Yiren's heart that had been hanging in the air finally calmed down a little, and his gaze towards Bao Jingxing was no longer as complicated as before, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for making this call for me."

Bao Jingxing hooked the corners of his lips, put the tray on the coffee table, and put the cup into her hand, "Aren't you going to be awkward this time?"

Qin Yiren took a sip of the warm milk, and unconsciously smiled back.

The safety of her mother allowed her to calm down and think carefully about how to return to China, instead of letting go of all the responsibilities of being a Qin Yiren and staying by Bao Jingxing's side obediently.

Any relationship must be based on an equal relationship, otherwise it is doomed not to have a fairy tale ending.

This was not only for herself, but also for Bao Jingxing.

He stared down at the smiling lover.

Bao Jingxing vaguely realized something, lightly brushed the corner of her milk-stained lips with his slender fingertips, and said in a low voice, "I was wrong."

Qin Yiren was stunned, her heart beating fast.

Raising her eyes to meet the man's gaze, she tentatively wanted to talk to him, but before she could speak, she heard his next words: "As long as you stay by my side, everything else is up to you."

Qin Yiren: "..."

Compared with Bao Jingxing's domineering attitude that almost put her under house arrest these days, this can indeed be called a compromise.

pity.

Not the kind she wanted the most.

But no matter what, this represented a good start, revived Qin Yiren's hope that was about to be shattered, and hoped that Bao Jingxing would really calm down and talk to her seriously.

And the wedding is Bo Jingxing's obsession.

If she had a chance to convince him, the only chance would be after the wedding, and she wouldn't miss it.

……

The next day.

Bao Jingxing kept his word and no longer prevented Qin Yiren from socializing.

Qin Yiren played with Alice openly, and sat by the lake fishing with a fishing rod, chatting and laughing seemingly comfortably.

Because Alice lost her mother when she was young, it makes people feel distressed to be sensible.

Qin Yiren saw the shadow of himself in her childhood, so he couldn't help but feel pity for this child and was willing to spend time with her.

On the grass not far away.

Bao Jingxing's slender figure stood in front of the half-person-high drawing board, holding a charcoal pencil for sketching in his hand, and concentrated on outlining his slender silhouette.

"Sister." Alice turned her head to peek at Bao Jingxing, and whispered to Qin Yiren: "Don't you hate me, brother?"

Qin Yiren smiled, and said in a soft voice: "Alice is the cutest little angel, he doesn't hate you."

"But my brother doesn't like me coming to play with you."

Alice pouted her mouth, still a little uncomfortable, and was obviously hit hard.

"It's because..." Qin Yiren showed embarrassment, and explained hesitantly: "He thinks that I often come to play with you and has no time to play with him, so he is very unhappy, that's all."

"Eh?" Alice's eyes widened in surprise, and the fishing rod in her hand fell into the water, "Brother is obviously an adult, but... ah, my fishing rod!"

talking.

The little guy subconsciously wanted to pick up the fishing rod that fell into the water.

Such a dangerous posture frightened Qin Yiren to grab her and put his fishing rod into her hand: "You use mine, I'll go back and get another one."

Seeing that the fishing rod drifted a little farther, Alice said regretfully, "...um, come back soon."

Qin Yiren agreed to come down, got up and went to the small wooden house dozens of meters away to look for other fishing rods.

Alice sat alone by the lake, looking bored at the float floating on the water, the fishing rod in her hand suddenly sank.

"Sister, a fish has been hooked!"

Jumping up happily, Alice grabbed the fishing rod and wanted to lift it up.

But the strength of the fish was surprisingly strong, she bit her lip and blushed, but she couldn't lift the fishing rod up.

Looking back at the noble and distant Bao Jingxing, Alice didn't dare to ask for help, and she was unwilling to give up the fishing rod, thinking about holding on until Qin Yiren came back.

however.

She overestimated her strength.

The force from the fishing rod was unbelievably strong, and he pulled the fishing rod and dived deep into the lake.

Alice's face turned pale, Steel Fang let go of the fishing rod, it was already too late!
"Pfft!"

The water splashed around the lake, the fishing rod fell into the water with a bang, and the little girl carved in pink and jade on the shore disappeared.

At a distance of more than ten meters.

Bao Jingxing finished the last stroke slowly, glanced down at the time on the watch, and looked at the lake with cold and heartless eyes.