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49. jing heng and i will soon get married

The man who suddenly appeared in the ward had an elegant and handsome face, looking no more than thirty years old, tall and slender, wearing a simple black coat, but full of imposing nobility, dark eyes, and a slightly pale face.

Jing Yilun was pinched by the man's wrist, and without seeing how he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and couldn't help but change his face, and said angrily: "What kind of person are you!"

The corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his hands became more and more forceful, forcing Jing Yilun to scream in pain, and shouted without grace: "Chen Sen!" Wu Ning! Let you guys look at the door, how do you work?! "

"Are you calling them both?" The door of the ward creaked open, and Han Jing, who was dressed in black leather, stood expressionless at the door, carrying two strong men who had fainted in his hands.

Two strong men, like chickens in his eyes, easily carried them in his hands, their eyes were closed, their faces were pale, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Jing Yilun was suddenly stunned, no longer had the strength to shout, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand, and he begged for mercy very wisely: "Big brother, two big brothers, we have something to say... This is a hospital, it would not be good to disturb the patient's rest..."

The man's bottomless eyes glanced at his other hand, and said softly: "Take the hand away."

Jing Yilun then remembered that he was still holding Zhuo Jingheng, quickly let go of his hand, and hurriedly retreated.

The man let go of him and put his arm around the teenager who was stunned in place for some reason, not responding at all.

Jing Yilun seized the opportunity and turned his head and wanted to run, but was blocked by Han Jing, who was standing at the door, and stunned with a crisp and sharp palm.

Han Jing asked expressionlessly, "Sir, how to deal with these three?"

The man, that is, Zhou Zhiyu, only glanced at the three people who fainted on the ground: "I don't want to see them in Jiangdu anymore, just send them away." Brother Jing's side, I will explain."

Han Jing answered, and quickly dragged the three men on the ground out, not forgetting to thoughtfully help Zhou Zhiyu close the door.

Until the silence in the ward was restored, Zhuo Jingheng still did not come to his senses.

He stared at Zhou Zhiyu fixedly, his amber eyes did not dare to blink, for fear that in the blink of an eye, the man in front of him would disappear.

Zhou Zhiyu also looked at him intently, and a pair of warm palms touched him up and down, and only after confirming that he was not injured did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked at Zhuo Jingheng's dumbfounded look and couldn't help but smile.

His eyebrows were already handsome and warm, and when his thin lips were slightly hooked, he was even more affectionate, and just a smile dispersed all the materials of early spring, leaving only a melting warmth.

Zhou Zhiyu sat down on the edge of the hospital bed, gently pulled Zhuo Jingheng, and as before, took the slender and thin teenager into his arms, and said softly: "What's wrong?" Looking at Uncle Zhou like this, I haven't seen him for a few days, so I don't know him? "

Zhuo Jingheng sat on his lap, his still slightly trembling body was surrounded by a warm embrace, and the familiar sense of security flooded him like a tide, instantly making his eyes red.

"Uncle Zhou..." his hand holding Zhou Zhiyu's clothes trembled a little, and asked in a panic, "Uncle Zhou, my father, he——"

"He'll be fine." Zhou Zhiyu's warm palm stroked his back from top to bottom, and soothed in a low voice, "Jing Yilun is scaring you, I asked Han Jing to confirm that Big Brother Jing is in the company and is busy with a meeting."