Hearing Bai Jue's words, the last hint of hope in everyone's heart was completely shattered.

They knew more or less about Bai Jue's medical skills, and even he had no choice. What should Jing Wu do?

The atmosphere is heavy and the needles are sound.

After a long time, Rei wiped the water from the corner of his eyes and reached out to hold Jian Qing's hand, "Xiao Qing'er, Jing Wu will definitely wake up. Don't worry too much. Now you just need to take good care of your baby. We will handle the rumors and reporters outside."

Jian Qing put down the bowl, her thick eyelashes drooped lightly, covering the light in her eyes, "Mom, I want to deal with those rumors myself, don't worry."

Halfway through, she pulled her hand back and gently stroked the wedding ring on her hand, her eyes looking cold and sharp, "No one can say bad things about Xiao Jing, no one."

The cold voice, the wind and clouds are light, but there is a bitter anger.

Rey and others looked at her, their eyes became complicated and more distressed.

"Jian Qing, don't take care of anything by yourself. We are a family." Quan Hao's serious expression softened a little, and he said in a warm voice.

"Your dad, you said it's right. Tell us if you have anything to do." Rey patted her on the shoulder, his voice gentle.

Jian Qing nodded, "Dad, mom, I want to take Xiaojing back to Shijin Haoting."

"Return to Shijin Haoting?" Rey was surprised.

"Auntie, don't worry, we will also live in Shijin Haoting during this period." Bai Jue interrupted.

Quan Hao looked at Jian Qing and said, "Just make a decision."

He thought that if Jing Wu was awake, he would definitely agree with Jian Qing's decision.

What's more, Jingwu's current situation is indeed more suitable for recuperating from the Shijin Haoting.

"Thank you dad." Jian Qing said.

Rey sighed softly, "You silly kid, what did the family say thank you."

"Jian Qing, there are reporters at the doctor's door now. If you take Jingwu back, you may be surrounded by them halfway." Quan Mingxuan frowned as he thought about the reporters who were blocking the hospital door.

Jian Qing sneered, "If they are not afraid of being peeled off, then they can just block people."

The arrogant words are filled with murderous aura.

Jane Luo and Black Jack exchanged glances, and the corners of their lips curled up in similar curves.

At this time, Jian Qing would be unlucky.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

The knock on the door sounded again.

Quan Mingxuan and his group looked over and remembered Song Xirou, who had just been locked outside by them.

Could she still be dead and not leaving?

Jane Luo took the lead and walked over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the woman was wearing a hospital gown, which was eye-catching.

He leaned against the door frame, looked at her leisurely, and said in surprise, "It turns out that something more annoying than a fly looks like this."

"I'll come and have a look, too." Bai Jue walked over and sang with Jian Luo.

He looked at Song Xirou, his eyes fell on her scarred face, and said with a smile without a smile, "Tsk tsk, it's still ugly. I'm going to be disgusted with breakfast."

The two of them were squeezing each other, and Song Xirou blushed and her body trembled, "You, don't go too far."

Jian Luo took out his ears, "Bai Jue, this sound is even worse than that of a duck."

Haha, very noisy.

"Hey, how did you talk?" Bai Jue glared at him in disagreement.

Jian Luo looked at him innocently, "Isn't it?"

"Of course not. The duck has offended you, why are you insulting the duck like this?" Bai Jue glanced at Song Xirou's angry face and said slowly.

Ducks have dignity, too.

Jian Luo slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, I've gotten my tongue wrong. It should be that the duck's voice sounds better than the sound she speaks."

Facing a scheming bitch like Song Xirou, what kind of gentlemanly demeanor, haha, it doesn't exist.

"puff!"

A burst of laughter broke out into the air.

Quan Yifei saw Bai Jue and his two gazes over, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and her shoulders could not help but tremble.

She swears, she really didn't laugh on purpose.

What Bai Jue and Jian Luo said was so funny.

If this is the Spring Festival Gala, you can make a guest appearance in minutes.

"Enough!"

Song Xirou clenched her fists and shouted angrily.

"Song Xirou, no one here welcomes you. If you don't want to ask for trouble, I advise you to leave quickly." Quan Mingxuan said coldly.

Song Xirou ignored him, glanced across the ward, and finally fell on Jian Qing.

"Jian Qing, I have something to talk to you."

She looked at Jian Qing with a stubborn look, as if she had to talk to Jian Qing before leaving.

Jian Qing glanced at her indifferently, "Let her come in."

Jian Luo and Bai Jue walked away. Without their obstacles, Song Xirou walked in easily.

The light of her eyes glanced at the inner room, feeling like she was scratching her heart and lungs, and she wanted to rush in and see if Quan Jingwu was really in a coma.

She thought her little thoughts were well concealed, but she didn't know that from the moment she stepped into the door, all her little movements were captured by Jian Qing.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Song Xirou retracted her gaze and saw that Rui and her group had no concealed their discomfort for her, and she was even more angry.

Even though she was angry, she still had a smile on her face, "Jian Qing, I heard that President Quan was seriously injured and unconscious. I thought that he and I were in the same hospital, so I came to visit him. I wonder how President Quan was doing?"

Jian Qing narrowed his eyes and a cold light flashed, "How do you know we are in this ward? Who else tells you that Xiao Jing is unconscious?"

No one spoke, and looked at Song Xirou quietly.

"I..." Song Xirou bit her lower lip lightly, "I only found out after reading the news. The reporters blocked the door of the hospital. I also asked the nurses in the hospital to find out that President Quan lives in the ward on this floor."

"Is that true?" Jian Qing pursed her red lips, her eyes filled with a suffocating and oppressive feeling. "I don't know when the nurses in this hospital will reveal the patient's privacy everywhere."

When Quan Mingxuan heard this, he glanced at Song Xirou with contempt.

The news of Jingwu's hospitalization has been blocked by them. Without their instructions, the doctors and nurses in the hospital could not easily reveal the number of Jingwu's wards. Does Song Xirou think they are so easy to deceive?

"Jian Qing, President Quan's car and I collided yesterday. Now the news has spread to the capital. The city is full of storms. I wonder if you have any solutions?" Song Xirou smiled embarrassedly and changed the topic. "I know President Quan must have had something to do yesterday, so he was in a hurry to leave after a traffic accident. Don't worry, I won't blame him. If you have anything to help, I will do my best to help."

She used her lifelong skills to act, but unfortunately the people present only felt that her acting skills were really poor.
Chapter completed!