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Chapter 1793
Boye smiled and said: “How do you feel today?”
“I’m all right.” Jacob insisted.
Boye said, “How could it be so fast. You have to treat Xiaobian at least half a month. However, fortunately, I came in time and did not delay the treatment time. If you come late and your organ failure is serious, then it will be troublesome.”
Zhan Han Jue said: “Aren’t you a genius doctor? Are you afraid of trouble?”
Boye said angrily: “So you just worked hard for me, didn’t you? Jue’er, I can tell you that grandma is getting older and she will die someday. Now you have to take good care of your body, you have to think about Zhengling, hello she is good.”
Jacob was silent.
He thought of Zheng Ling, physical disorder recurring again, such a fragile heart, such a weak body, if he hadn’t been by her side to take care of her. What should she do?
“I see.” He whispered.
Boye stretched his brows and smiled: “Don’t you want to see Zheng Ling? Go? She is next to you.”
Jacob opened his eyes wide in shock, anger and surprise intertwined in his eyes. “She has been by my side these days?”
Boye nodded.
Jacob jumped off the bed, before he could even wear his shoes, he dashed out.
Pushing open the door of the next bedroom, when he saw the thin and quiet person lying on the bed, his heart seemed to be weeping blood.
He dragged a heavy pace to Zhengling step by step, sitting on the chair beside the bed, tears rolled down in disobedient but disobedient.
“Cheng Ling.” He gently stroked her face.
She closed her eyes tightly, and was as quiet as a lifeless puppet without a soul.
Jacob buried his face on her chest. Holding her hands, weeping in pain.
The seven-foot man stands upright. Even in the doom of the Tourmaline Manor, he did not shed a single tear, but at this moment he cried like a child.
The heart that is harder than steel is completely melted by the beauty of Zheng Ling, and the weak and powerful guardian of Zheng Ling.
“Fool. You are not in good health. You have to go to Yuncheng and ask others to go. Why do you want to go in person?”
“Do you know, I can’t see you when I wake up, how worried about you?”
“You always treat me so nicely. Can you love yourself?”
Jacob’s murmured a thousand words, but he couldn’t get a slight response from Zheng Ling.
The bottom of his eyes became colder and colder, and finally condensed into frost. It seems that this cold air has penetrated into the limbs, making him cold as an ice cellar.
“Brother Jie is useless, he didn’t protect you.” A bloodthirsty cold light flashed under his eyes, and his handsome face became gloomy. He held Zheng Ling’s hand and unconsciously increased his strength, and an aura of destruction lingered on him.
Boye stood at the door, fearing that Jacob’s grief would be excessive and hurt his newly healed body. So he walked slowly to him, and told me in detail: “Juer, Zheng Ling can hear your voice and feel your touch. Don’t be sad, it will affect her mood and is not good for her body. Rehabilitation.”
Jacob raised his head in fright, staring at Zheng Ling’s face in a daze. But Zheng Ling still closed her eyes tightly, her palm-sized face was as quiet as a doll. There was no response.
Jacob gently picked up the messy hair for Zheng Ling, and the hostility around his body gradually disappeared, turning into a soft finger, enveloping Zheng Ling.
Boye looked at Jacob, every subtle expression on his face did not escape her eyes. His grief is for Zheng Ling. His monstrous anger is also because of Zheng Ling. And his quiet tenderness is also because of Zheng Ling.
Zheng Ling is the source of all his emotions.