Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

In Mu's hospital, Shangguan Ning and Jing Yichen, the couple's wounded, have a lot of spirit and body. Although Jing Yichen can't get out of bed, his face is not as ugly as yesterday.

The bodyguards in the ward have all been driven out by Jing Yichen. He does not want to tell the wife that the whisper is heard by those people.

Shangguan Ning has been staying in the side of Jing Yichen. The medicine sent by Mu Qing has no way to help him change because of an arm injury, so it was changed by Mu Qing, but she refused to send the meal. Let the nurse feed, but use her uninjured hand to personally feed Jing Yichen.

Just kidding, just think about Shangguan Ning and feel uncomfortable to die. If she let her see other women feeding her husband to eat, she will be directly burned to ashes by anger.

Although this other woman is a nurse in the hospital, the nurse is not good either! As long as it is a woman, it will not work!

Jing Yichen looked at the little wife around him and once again drove the diligent little nurse out of the ward, and the pale face showed a faint smile.

It’s a little vinegar jar!

However, even if Shangguan Ning does not refuse, Jing Yichen will not accept the nurse to feed him. In addition to Shangguan Ning feeding him, the rest will not accept it. No matter men or women, he would rather endure the pain of the wound. I will pick up the spoon and drink the porridge myself.

Shangguan Ning's wound is in the upper right arm, because the bullet hit the bones of her upper arm. In the past two days, her right hand has been unable to use force. She used her left hand for anything, but she has a lot of flexibility in her left hand exercise.

Jing Yichen's bed can be automatically adjusted, but it saves the strength of Shangguan to help him.

When she presses the button, the half of the bed is automatically raised, and when it is in the right position, it is turned off.

Then she put a pure white towel into the warm water and soaked it in her left hand, and then twisted the towel to the semi-dry with one hand, then gently shake it away, slowly wipe the face of Jing Yichen, and wait to see him become It was clean, and a small smile showed a happy smile.

She took the porridge to the small dining table dedicated to the ward, first tasted whether it was hot, and waited for the porridge to cool slightly, which took a spoonful to the lips of Jing Yichen.

Jing Yichen looked at her and she was always busy with one hand, she couldn’t care for herself, but she always took him first, and her heart was soft and messy, but it was very distressing.

If the killer is not dead, he thinks, he will not let him die easily, he will definitely let him taste what is better than death!

Looking at the spoon that was handed to the front, Jing Yichen's open mouth, full of happiness, ate the porridge that he could not see his eyes.

In the past, no matter how many multiple diseases were injured, no one has taken care of him with such care and patience as Shang Guan Ning, just as he is a child who needs to be well cared for, to wear, dress, and feed.

This kind of intimate care is really good, let Jing Yichen feel that he is a family, he is no longer alone.

However, he ate and ate, and suddenly said: "Have you ever taken care of Xie Zhuojun?"

His face was a bit ugly, and even the voice revealed an unpleasantness, as if his baby had been taken away by others.

Shangguan Ning glimpsed a little, then laughed.

She stuffed the last spoonful of porridge into Jing Yichen's mouth and smiled and said: "You can guess this wrong! I have not fed him, because he just woke up from the vegetative state and his body functions were all seriously degraded. In order to let him recover soon, the doctor had to smash, and he had to let him eat with chopsticks. So, neither I nor the two nurses had fed him."

"And, at that time, although I was engaged to him, but I have rarely said anything with him, I am embarrassed to do the kind of intimate things, so they are all professional care workers, I generally Only responsible for telling stories to him!"

Shangguan Ning is so shy in the end, I am afraid that no one is more clear than Jing Yichen, she will never be in contact with the opposite sex. When he was married to Guan Ninggang, she even blushes for a long time when she touches her hand. If she says something too much, she will turn red even with her ears.

Jing Yichen felt a little more comfortable, but raised a childish request: "Then I have to listen to the story!"

Shangguan Ning tempered smile, gave him a slight adjustment of the bed, soft tone: "Well, Jing Dabao, but, can you let your wife eat the meal first, wait for her to fill the stomach and tell you story?"

Jing Dabao?

This name is really hard to hear!

However, I haven’t waited for Jing Yichen’s protest. On the other side, Shang Guanning turned a smug look: “How is this name quite good? Or, if we have a son, we will call Jing Dabao better, and it’s good. Remember, I feel very blessed."

Jing Yichen’s moment was black, and he said helplessly: “Women’s daughter, can you set my son’s name so badly? Would you please consult his opinion, would you?”

This is the heir to the future, and will become the president of Jingsheng Group in the future! Dabao President? His little wife is really creative!

Jing Yichen made up his mind. After he had a son, he couldn’t let Shangguan Ning take the name. She couldn’t listen to her name!

But then, when can they have a son? I have been married for almost half a year, and I don’t see any movement. I may need to let Mu Qing give it a look.

He looked at Shangguan Ning's one-handed breakfast, and looked at her injured arm, or dismissed the idea of ​​letting her tell the story.

When she finished the meal, the nurse came to take away the cutlery, and Jing Yichen took a shot of the empty space around him. "Come here, lie here."

"I will touch your wounds when I move." Shangguan Ning disagreed. "Don't you still have to listen to the story? I am sitting next to you, okay?"

"I am not a three-year-old child, nor a vegetative person has been smashed my brain, what story to listen to! Make fun of you, obey, lie down beside me, I want to hold you. If you don't come, I will go down. The bed is going to hold you."

Shangguan Ning immediately compromised: "Well, I am lying with you, you don't move!"

Jing Yichen is really doing it. If he gets out of bed, the wound must be bleeding again.

Shangguan Ning took off his slippers, wore some fat sick clothes, and lay down to Jing Yichen, who was also wearing a sick suit, but still handsome and compelling.

Jing Yichen reached out and grabbed her. Shangguan Ning also reached out and gently held his generous waist. Both of them felt very steady and steady.

"Yi Chen, next time, this is not allowed, I am so scared."

Shangguan Ning's voice is low, with a little nasal sound. What happened in the last two days, she can't even think about it now, as long as she thinks, her heart will hurt so much that she can't help but want to cry.

Jing Yichen knew what she meant. He ignored the pain of the wound and turned his head and kissed her forehead. He whispered: "There is no next time."

If there is another time, I will still stand in front of you without hesitation.