At this time, the air is not far away.

Gu Feng was sitting by the window of the cabin, his eyes were lowered, and his expression was very calm.

He pulled out a handkerchief and gently rubbed his gun.

Then throw it to Ah Yang behind him.

"She's really in Xya."

Gu Feng's voice was a little hoarse, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"She seems to be getting closer to Shang Jing."

Yang sighed silently.

Their young master, who has been full of anger since he reappeared in the rivers and lakes, has led the Heavenly Dao to be firmly at the top of the world's killer circle.

Their killers are hard to find, as long as they go out, they will definitely not miss.

The word "Heavenly Dao" has become a nightmare for countless political and business tycoons.

If he hadn't seen it in person just now, he would never have thought that the increasingly ruthless young master would show a helpless and bitter smile.

The plane had already flown away, but Gu Feng was still looking at the increasingly small building through the window.

The gaze is far-reaching, as if he is still looking at the pretty figure just now.

Xiao Yan.

Gu Feng took a heavy breath, and subconsciously covered his heart with one hand.

During this time, Ming Yan and Shang Jing have become the national cp of X Ya.

The love story of the president and the female bodyguard has been circulated in n versions on major forums.

Every version made him feel anxious, and sometimes he wanted to directly lead someone to shoot Shang Jing in the head.

But what qualifications does he have now?

Xiao Yan was already injured by him, and finally ushered in a new life.

Even if she really fell in love with Shang Jing, it was his own doing.

He was on the plane just now, and he saw Ming Yan holding Shang Jing with one hand, and gently wiping his forehead with a handkerchief in the other.

The action is as intimate as a real couple.

This scene was like a knife, digging a piece of meat in his heart.

Really, it hurts.

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Ming Yan hurried to her room as soon as she got off the plane.

There was a small baby boy lying on the hospital bed.

Her baby is more than a year old, and his body is very weak and thin.

Like a kitten, his face was a little sallow, and his small eyes were weakly half-open.

It's obviously bigger than Lin Yunhua's son, but it looks a lot smaller.

There are still a few tubes inserted in the small body, because of the fever, the baby has been crying, and within a few hours he has been crying so much that his throat is hoarse.

"Baby, don't be afraid, Mommy is with you."

As soon as Ming Yan saw the baby who was suffering, her heart trembled violently.

It's been a year and a half, and her baby hasn't recovered because of the sins she suffered when she was in her mother's womb.

I have to endure the pain of illness again and again, and I have to overcome difficulties again and again.

Every now and then, I have to have a fever and various complications.

Although she has been with him like this for a year and a half, every time she sees her child suffering from illness, Ming Yan can't help crying tears.

"Miss Ming, we will give your child a thorough treatment in the next two days. In the future, your child will no longer have a fever like this, and he will not have to be treated so often. But. ”

The doctor was silent, he knew that this news was extremely cruel for a mother, but Ming Yan would have to know sooner or later.

"But what?"

Ming Yan bit her lip tightly, and finally stopped crying quietly.

"But now we have to sacrifice his motor nerves in order to keep his brain from damage. Your child's motor nerves will be slowed down. ”