My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Jing Yiran looked at the familiar or unfamiliar faces in and out of the house, and the door of the study on the second floor opened and closed, closed and opened, from evening to late night, and from late night Till dawn.

Since Jing Yichen was in a critical situation, Jing Zhongxiu began to use his power. In the middle, except for a trip to the hospital, he spent the rest of his time in the study, and then people at home kept coming and going.

Some Jing Yiran had seen it, some he had only heard of it, and some he had not seen or heard of it.

However, looking at the momentum and cutting edge of these people, we know that these people are all giants and all are leaders in various fields.

One of the women impressed him.

Not only because she is the only woman coming tonight, but also because she has an excellent face and a bumpy figure, but her eyes are clear like autumn water, but the moment she looked at him, that kind of sharp The falconry of the falcon made Jing Yiran's hair fall immediately, and there was a feeling of being stared at by death.

Jing Yiran came out of the cold sweat, and then guessed her identity.

She should be the top killer Angel wanted by the world, and the second killer Angel in the global killer ranking! In the top ten of the killer list, the only woman!

She has no false hair and no moral bottom line. It is rumored that her parents were all shot by her own hands, when she was only 14 years old!

She is a killing machine without any emotion. No matter how difficult the task is, she can complete it without any influence.

Some people say that she has some mental defects, so she is not human, so she is a natural fit to be a killer.

However, the woman that Jing Yiran met today didn't have any mental impairment at all! I just don't know if her face is her true face. It is said that she is beautiful and touching, it should be true.

Even the world's second-ranked killer is here, Jing Yiran can't imagine what the identity of the other people he doesn't know is! It seems that Jing Yichen was injured, making Jing Zhongxiu completely angry.

He has always known that the most powerful person in this family, and even in the entire city A, is not the old man Jing Tianyuan, nor Jing Yichen, who is mysterious and ruthless to outsiders, but his father. Jing Zhongxiu, a person who does nothing at chess.

He is an extremely powerful man, and the power in his hands is simply unclear. At the same time, he is also a responsible man. As long as he is to be guarded by him, he never pushes it, no matter how disgusting or unpleasant he is, He will bear it silently.

Jing Yiran knew clearly that he could live to the present without dying under Jing Yichen's hands, all because of Jing Zhongxiu's shelter.

His feelings for Jing Zhongxiu are very complicated, with admiration and admiration, alienation and fear, and hatred and resentment.

Because in Jing Zhongxiu's heart, his real son will always be only Jing Yichen. Even the name Jing Yiran was not taken by him, but by the old lady.

How sad, his father refused to give him his name. From birth to the present, his father has never hugged him, let him know how to cry, and even swears very little-he never only scolds Jing Yichen one.

The door of the study opened again, and Jing Zhongxiu, who was deployed overnight, came out from the inside.

Sleepless all night, he was still in a straight suit, dignified and indifferent. There was no expression on the face very similar to Jing Yichen, only the red blood in his eyes revealed his fatigue and anger.

He walked downstairs, and the butler immediately ordered the servant to set up breakfast and wait for his simple wash to eat.

Jing Zhongxiu glanced at Jing Yiran, who was standing aside, and said faintly: "Don't go out recently, there are things that must go out, and bring more people around."

After he finished speaking, before Jing Yiran responded, he turned to the bathroom to wash.

Jing Yiran looked at his tall back, and he did not feel warm because of his words, but there was a kind of desolation. He used a voice that only he could hear, and said softly, "Yes, Dad."

...

In Mu's Hospital, after a whole night of rescue, the shadowless lamp in the emergency room finally went out.

This means that the operation is over.

Shangguan Ning had been staring at the operating room all the time, when the lights went out, he immediately stood up and wanted to enter the emergency room to see the man who didn't even want her life.

She was worried all night and blamed herself all night, for fear of hearing a bad result.

She wanted to go in to see him, and wanted to go in and call his name, but she was afraid that going inside would affect the doctor's operation on him, and she could only stop her footsteps stiffly and keep her from outside.

Seeing the end of the operation at this moment, she wanted to run to him with the fastest speed! Urgently want to hear the doctor say he is fine!

But because she kept a posture for too long, her two legs were numb, she slammed together, and her body immediately fell forward uncontrollably.

Ahu and Li Duo immediately supported her from left to right and shouted, "Mrs. Young, be careful!"

Shangguan lingered for a while, said "I'm fine", and then stumbled into the emergency room step by step. A Hu and Li Duo followed her, but did not go in, but kept outside the door with due diligence.

A **** air that made Shangguan Ning's heart hurt came to the face. This smell seemed to pull her back to the moment when Jing Yichen was shot. The warm blood in his body splashed her face, making her like Struck by lightning, tearing his heart apart.

In addition to Mu Qing in the emergency room, the top surgeon in Mu's Hospital saw Mu Qing waving at her and signaled several tired doctors to go out first.

In Shangguanning's eyes, there was no one at all at this moment, only the man lying on the operating table with extremely weak breathing and a pale and papery face.

She stepped over to him step by step, looking at his pale and handsome face, looking at the wound on his chest that had been bandaged, and looking at the bullet in the stainless steel tray that was taken from his chest and still stained with blood She couldn't hold back anymore, took his cold hand, and fell on the operating table to cry.

Mu Qing picked up the mask and white rubber gloves covered with blood, patted Shang Guanning's back gently, and told her in the language that best comforted her: "Sister-in-law, don't cry, the bullet missed. Jing Shao is all right. He is in good health, but he has lost too much blood. He should be able to wake up tomorrow. You have to take good care of him and don’t let yourself down

His words worked abnormally.

Shangguan Ning wiped her tears, lifted her swollen eyes, and saw Mu Qing's blushing eyes because she was undergoing a highly intensive surgery all night. She was grateful: "Doctor Mu, you worked hard, thank you! Thank you! You rescued him!"