When Jian Yiling walked out of the room and walked up the stairs, the warmth downstairs suddenly caught a glimpse of her.

The four eyes met, the warm expression was sad, and he stopped talking.

Her daughter has hurt her since she was a child, but now she ......

Warmth cried in Jian Shuxun's arms: "It's me who is bad, it's me who dotes on Xiaoling too much......"

Jian Shuxun has been in the mall for many years, no matter how big or small, he has never frowned, but today this incident made his eyes red.

"It's not just your fault, I'm also at fault, fortunately, it's still too late, now to start teaching well, it's still too late to teach Xiao Ling well." Jian Shuxun gently patted his wife's warm back.

Jian Shuxun was also in a bad mood, and he admitted that among the four children, he and his wife preferred the youngest daughter, both because the child was the youngest and because she was the only girl.

But this doesn't mean that they don't love the other three children, the third child has such a thing, and he is uncomfortable and distressed.

The husband and wife looked at themselves with sadness, regret, blame, and reluctance.

Such a look was unfamiliar to Jian Yiling.

In his previous life, after Jian Yiling's original parents discovered Jian Yiling's talent, they signed a contract with the research institute and left Jian Yiling in the research institute, in exchange, the research institute would give Jian Yiling's parents a large amount of high remuneration every year.

Jian Yiling rarely gets along with her parents, and when she meets rarely, their eyes are always detached and indifferent when they look at her, even if they are cold and warm, they are all formulaic, like a speech memorized in advance, and there is no temperature.

But the eyes of the couple looking at themselves were reflected in Jian Yiling's heart, inexplicably involving her emotions.

Maybe they didn't choose to believe Jian Yiling in this matter, but their love for Jian Yiling was true.

Wen Wen suddenly left her husband's embrace, ran up the stairs, and came to Jian Yiling's side.

Fifteen-year-old Jian Yiling is slightly petite than her peers because she was born prematurely.

She has a delicate face like a doll the size of a palm, and now she still has some baby fat on her face that has not grown.

At this moment, Jian Yiling's quiet appearance and not speaking made Wen Xin's heart even more uncomfortable.

Warm and cold, he scolded Jian Yiling harshly: "Xiao Ling, you have to admit your mistake in this incident, your father and I are going to the hospital to see your third brother in a while, you must go and apologize to him!" Beg his forgiveness! You're going too far! If you don't correct it well, neither your father nor I will forgive you! ”

Warmth has never been so strict with Jian Yiling.

Jian Yiling nodded.

Jian Yiling knew that it was pointless for him to forcibly explain that he didn't mean it now.

She vigorously denied that she would only push herself into the most dangerous situation like Jian Yiling in the original book.

In the evening, the warmth asked Sister-in-law An to make tonic soup and some meals, and after filling them in a thermos pot, she took Jian Yiling to the hospital together.

The house of the Jian family is in the middle of the mountain, and this area is a villa area, and the people who can live here are all powerful people in Hengyuan City.

The hospital where Jian Yunnao was hospitalized is half an hour's drive from her home and is the best private hospital in Hengyuan City.

Outside the hospital ward, Jane's father and Jane's mother saw that their arms were hung up by a bracket, their faces were pale, and their hearts were sour.

Jian Yunnao Jian Yuncheng's faces are fifty percent similar, both have delicate facial features and clear lines.

Compared with the eldest brother Jian Yuncheng, Jian Yunnao's facial features are still a little immature.

Now this slightly immature face was full of grief, and his eyes were almost desperate.

Jian Yunnao is only seventeen years old this year, and encountering this kind of thing will hit him too hard.

Jian Yuncheng, who was sitting next to him, had a straight face and was silent.

A gloomy color shrouded his handsome face.

"Yun Nao, my mother asked Sister-in-law An to make your favorite food, can you eat a little?" Warm stepped forward cautiously, with gentle movements.

Jian Yunnao tilted his head to the side.

Warmth knows that her son is uncomfortable.

He continued to carefully comfort and please him at the bedside, hoping that he would open his heart.

Jian Yuncheng next to her told Nuan: "Mo Shiyun came here just now, she brought some food over, and fed the third brother some food." ”