Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

"Don't be sad. At any rate, my wife is lying in the hospital and not in the car of that hateful Director Chen. My wife was injured and became a burden. Chen Ming threw her away in a panic. Otherwise, we may not be able to rescue her now." lady."

After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he looked at Ji Tingqiu.

At this moment, his figure showed a bit of decadence, no longer as upright as before.

"Xiao Yu, you can see... But I hurt her again. I can't count how many times I hurt her. Whether it was accidental or intentional, Cong Rong probably won't forgive me anymore." Ji Tingqiu said mockingly. explain.

So what if he had no choice but to do it, he fired the gun himself.

"Chairman, I believe Madam will listen to your explanation. Sometimes speaking directly will avoid misunderstandings." Seeing that he still couldn't cheer up, Xiaoyu quickly added.

At least she felt so.

The chairman would die for Sister Cong Rong.

After following Ji Tingqiu for almost ten years, Xiao Yu has never seen Ji Tingqiu be so entangled with any woman.

This has never happened to Qi Yu.

In her eyes, the chairman just loves Sister Cong Rong miserably.

But he keeps his head down and doesn't say anything good about himself, and he is tough-talking, so the couple always has endless misunderstandings and obstacles.

"I hope, even if she can forgive me, I will not forgive myself." Ji Tingqiu said to himself.

Will letting go make Cong Rong suffer less harm?

Will letting go make her live a comfortable and free life?

If this is the case,

So, just let it go.

"Xiaoyu, watch here, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." Ji Tingqiu stood up and walked through the not-so-bright corridor, and finally disappeared into the darkness around the corner.

"Weird, the chairman is weird. How could he be in the mood to smoke at this time?" Xiao Yu muttered in her heart but didn't think much about it.

The flower bed at the front door of the hospital is now invisible.

Suddenly, gray-white smoke slowly floated out from the dark flower bed, and after a closer look at the lush green plants as tall as a person, there was a little light of fire.

Ji Tingqiu was smoking silently in the darkness.

There were already scattered cigarette butts that had been crushed under his feet.

after an hour,

The ground was piled with yellow-brown cigarette butts. After smoking the last cigarette and wiping it out, he turned around and walked back to the emergency operating room with firm steps.

The two big lights outside the operating room just turned from red to gray. The door slowly opened, and nurses and doctors walked out one after another.

"Doctor, how is my love?" Ji Tingqiu rushed up and took the doctor's arm and asked.

A choking smell of smoke rushed into his nose, and the doctor frowned dissatisfied and held his breath.

"Compared to the damage caused by second-hand smoke on your body, I personally think that bullet is relatively light." After the doctor finished speaking, he shook his head and left speechlessly.

He originally stayed up late to risk his life for surgery, but when he came out he inhaled a nose full of second-hand smoke.

"What a fool! Another bar of life energy has been consumed."

Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

After the nurse pushed the bed out, Ji Tingqiu quickly stepped forward to take it.

With the blue bed sheets as the background, Cong Rong's face looked even paler and bloodless. At first glance, it looked like a pair of latex gloves left by a doctor on the hospital bed.

"Cong Rong!"

"lady!"

Xiao Yu and Ji Tingqiu called her name at the same time, but Cong Rong's eyes were gently closed, and her curled eyelashes hung weakly on her lower eyelids, as if she was going to sleep forever.

Ji Tingqiu's eyes suddenly turned red.

He finally understood what he ultimately wanted.

Watching Cong Rong go away to be healthy and happy is far happier than watching her lying bloodless on the hospital bed again and again.

"Wake the patient up after half an hour. Don't let her sleep anymore. She should avoid eating just after the operation. Drink more rice porridge to replenish body fluids."

The nurse hung the saline and other infusion bags on the support frame and then left with a few simple instructions.

Xiaoyu quickly dragged a stool to the side of the bed, "Chairman, I'm going to see if there is a convenience store outside and buy some porridge for the young lady in case she wakes up hungry."

"Go ahead and buy her some menstrual products for hospitalization." Ji Tingqiu instructed carefully.

Xiaoyu admired in her heart,

"My chairman is amazing. Now he can even talk about aunt's scarf. He understands women better than me."

After Xiao Yu left, only Ji Tingqiu and Cong Rong were left in the ward. The lights in the corridor outside had been turned off, leaving only a row of green dim lights.

Ji Tingqiu felt that the headlight above his head was dazzlingly white, so he stood up and turned off all the lights in the room.

In the darkness, he lay on the bedside holding Cong Rong's body, tears falling silently and sinking into the white sheets.

"Cong Rong, wake up. When you wake up, I will let you go... This time, I won't stay."

Six years ago, he and Cong Rong met at the beach.

That night was also so dark, and two equally miserable people were tied together from then on.

Having been in the business empire for many years, he clearly knows that everything depends on the right time, location, and harmony.

When Keai fell in love with Cong Rong, he didn't want to hear about the right time, right place, and right people.

Because the night they met was too miserable, there was no weather, there was no good location in the dilapidated lighthouse, and the only person he was with was his mother Hua Anyue who was about to die.

Think of it this way,

This love is indeed very painful and difficult.

Unfortunately, the damage done to Cong Rong is irreversible.

Thinking of this, Ji Tingqiu's big hand touched Cong Rong's flat belly, where their third child had once been.

The tears became raging for some reason. Ji Tingqiu buried his head in the sheets, his shoulders shaking deeply.

After a while, when he was a little tired and about to fall asleep,

The small hand held by the big hand suddenly moved.

"stupid……"

Cong Rong slowly uttered a word with difficulty.

"Are you awake? Really awake? Does it still hurt? Do you blame me?"

Ji Tingqiu asked a lot of questions in succession. He held Cong Rong's hand tightly, his eyes a little red from crying.

"No..." Cong Rong shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

She knew that Ji Tingqiu must be blaming himself.

Cong Rong's vision went dark, and the huge figure suddenly covered her down. He didn't even try to suppress her, but just wrapped her gently into his chest.

"Baby, I'm sorry for following me and making you suffer."

Ji Tingqiu stroked her hair lovingly, and the faint smell of disinfectant covered up her original scent of bitter orange blossoms.

All this reminds him,

Cong Rong once again suffered because of his hospitalization.

Cong Rong didn't have the strength to speak, and the anesthetic had not worn off yet, so she could only let him hold her and listen to him express his apologies and annoyance.

She felt a little wet on the top of her head, and was quite surprised.

"Tingqiu, are you crying? You're so stupid. If you didn't shoot, I might have been stabbed in the throat and died. Don't blame yourself... um..."

Warm lips suddenly swallowed up all her comfort.

Ji Tingqiu held the back of her neck with one hand and held her other hand with the other, wrapping Cong Rong in his arms as if he were caring for a baby.

From her soft lips to her neat teeth to the light tip of her tongue, she swept and occupied her little by little.

Cong Rong felt as if he was saying goodbye tenderly.