Chapter 71: Little Jue, come have some chicken soup

Ling Jue did not say a word. She sat quietly in the back seat. She opened the car window and looked out at the late night. The lights flashed past her eyes, imprinting some starlight in her pupils.

The city was very quiet but noisy at the same time.

Ling Zhensheng sat in the passenger seat and said in a heavy voice, "Xiao Jue, the surgery is scheduled for next weekend. The matter of going to grandma's house has been temporarily put on hold."

Ling Jue yawned and said softly, "I told you, I won't have the surgery."

"You'll die if you don't do the surgery!" He roared, "The doctor said that your condition is better than before, but this... It's like the last ray of light..."

His voice lowered again and he chuckled, "You know very well that I won't let you die. I'll fight for this thirty percent success rate. Even the grim reaper can't take you away from me!"

Ling Jue could not help but clench her fists. Must she be treated to death?!

"Lord Jue, let's ignore him. It's next week anyway. There must be a way to stop this."

Tang Yuan wished it could go to Ling Zhensheng's head and take a dump. It rubbed against Ling Jue's face and said, "Lord Jue, Tang Yuan is here."

Ling Jue took it down and kneaded it in her hands. She said in an indifferent voice, "Then, how are you going to deal with the person who hurt me?"

"..." Ling Zhensheng's voice froze. The person who hurt him.

After his body was found to have a problem, he went to look for Ling Sheng and the others.

They did admit that they bullied him, but not all of his body was caused by them.

It should be said that he was already sick. It was just that they had bullied him and made his condition even more dangerous.

Therefore, he did not know how to use the three children to give Ling Jue an explanation.

"Little Jue, I will ask them to apologize to you. You are my child, and so are they. Therefore, I love you a lot, and I love them too. Even if they were in the wrong, I can't send them to prison, right."

Ling Jue yawned and leaned against the car window. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, not saying another word.

Did she need an apology?

Hehe.

When they got home, the children were already asleep. Mu Xueling came out. It was getting late, so she was leaning against the pillow to sleep.

Ling Zhensheng felt a warmth in his heart when he saw this. He walked over and picked her up.

"Hmm..." Mu Xueling suddenly woke up when she was picked up. When she opened her eyes and saw him, her face was flushed red. "You're back."

"Yeah, don't sleep here and catch a cold." Ling Zhensheng carried her to her room.

"No, honey, put me down first. It's getting late. Xiao Jue must be hungry. I made chicken soup to warm him up." She struggled to get down. She even stole a glance at Ling Jue who was standing there, her face blushing.

"Xueling..." Ling Zhensheng's heart softened and he put her down. "You... Why are you so busy?"

"Honey, Xiao Jue is still sick. We can't be careless." She looked at him coquettishly and walked into the kitchen quickly.

Ling Jue wanted to go upstairs after drinking a glass of water, but when she heard Mu Xueling's words, she smiled coldly and stood still.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Ling Zhensheng finally noticed the bag in his hand.

It was a black bag, and there seemed to be two bottles in it.

"It's nothing," Ling Jue answered calmly.

"Xiao Jue, come drink it before you go to sleep. You have to take good care of yourself in the future." Mu Xueling walked out with a bowl of hot chicken soup in her hand. Her face had a kind smile.