Chapter 953
Jian Junxi turned his head slightly and looked out the window, only then did he understand why they were suddenly so weird, with one hand inserted into the pocket of their trousers, Ji Zhong, stay or kill?

"Master, I'm sorry, I know I said something wrong, no matter what you decide, I have no objection..."

Ji Zhong opened his mouth quietly, and there was no ripple in his calm eyes, as if he had already put life and death aside...

Jian Junxi stared at him suddenly, in his heart he couldn't tell who was trustworthy?Who can't believe it... The old man in front of him has a very similar behavior style to Jiang Yichuan.

The same self-sacrifice for others, the same gratitude for repayment, the same disregard for life and death, the poison held tightly in the pocket, and finally did not take it out.

He calmly warned: "Don't tell anyone about me anymore!"

"Yes, don't worry, young master. When I came back from you that day, Nangong Jing came to me and also asked about your physical condition..." Ji Zhong frowned and replied, his wrinkled face was slightly worried.

Jian Junxi's brows were tightly furrowed, the cold air was raging all over his body, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a cold arc, and he said coldly: "Then what did you say?"

Ji Zhong told the story of meeting Nangong Jing again. After Jian Junxi finished listening, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice, "Thank you..."

"Don't say that, I'm sorry for you!" Ji Zhong thought of her illness, and all kinds of complicated emotions came to his heart.

Jian Junxi looked at his old eyes with faint tears, as if he saw Jiang Yichuan in an instant, his heart ached, and he turned his head choked with sobs...

"Master, your body won't last long, you have to..." Ji Zhong hadn't finished speaking...

"I know..." Jian Junxi turned cold, and suddenly took out a prescription from his pocket.

He stretched out his hand to him, and said calmly: "You help me prepare it, and ask Wen Hao to pick it up when it's all done."

Ji Zhong took the prescription in her hand, frowned slightly, and looked up at her.

At first, I wanted to persuade her, but seeing that her complexion was not very good, thousands of words were stuck in her throat, and finally only one sentence: "Okay..."

After saying goodbye to Ji Zhong and returning to the car, Wen Hao asked, "Master, where are you going now?"

"Go pay homage to Mr. Ling..." She looked out the window, her eyes dark and unpredictable.

"Okay." Wen Hao raised his eyebrows slightly and started the engine. Not long after, her mobile phone rang in her bag. She took it out to take a look, and then slid the answer button...

She didn't speak, and there was a moment of silence on the phone, just when Jian Junxi looked impatient and was about to hang up.

Nangong Jing asked hoarsely, "Why didn't you call me back when you woke up?"

"Busy..." Jian Junxi's voice was as cold as ever.

"Oh..." Nangong Jing's voice implied disappointment.

If she doesn't wake up again, he will also go crazy, because Lin Yiyi and his wife have been guarding, he can only hold back, desperately trying not to think about it, working day and night
Her eyes were tired, and her thin lips were surrounded by stubble. Of course, she couldn't see all of this, and he wouldn't let her see it...

Jian Junxi's deep eyes narrowed slightly, if possible, she really didn't want to have anything to do with him.

But right now, apart from him, Nangong Jing, she can't find anyone else who can help her. Maybe he won't agree, but she still decides to try to talk to him.

Sighing, she moved her lips: "Let's have dinner together tonight, and the location will be sent to you later!"

Nangong Jing was silent on the phone for a moment before replying lightly: "Okay..."

(End of this chapter)

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