Chapter 272 I Promise Not to Kill Him

Shangguan Ning's eyes were slightly red, she hugged him tightly and said firmly, "No, he can die, but he must not die in your hands! You have endured it for so many years, you can't give up now! You If you kill him, Dad will be very angry, and grandparents will be sad and disappointed! Everything that belongs to you will be lost, for him, it's not worth it!"

Jing Yiran was lying on the ground, thinking that after Shangguan Ning saved him, she would hear warm words from her, but in the end, she said, it's not worth it!

Is he so worthless even if he dies? Is his life so worthless?

His heart was extremely desolate, and under the attack of anger, he spit out a big mouthful of blood, and then lost consciousness and fell into endless darkness.

In a trance, someone fed something into his mouth, it was warm and bitter, and it was hard to swallow. The person fed it over and over again tirelessly, and he drank the bitter thing uncontrollably.

There was a unique sweetness on that person's body, like the sweetest chocolate, which made him a little intoxicated.

A cool little hand gently caressed his chest, as if it could soothe his pain.

"What a fool, why don't you know how to run after being beaten?"

Is she talking about him? Yes, it was her, a woman.

Her voice is very nice, crisp, sweet, with a little bit of coldness, and a little bit of distress.

who is it?

Who is taking care of him?

Her voice... had a strange familiarity to it.

He tried hard to open his eyes and take a look at the people around him, but his eyelids were too heavy to listen to.

Jing Yiran struggled in the darkness for a long, long time, like a century, and finally at a certain moment, he opened his eyes.

The purpose of entering is his familiar room, familiar furnishings, familiar doctor...

But what about the person in the dream?

The three doctors in the Jing family who were in charge of treating him were all men!

Could it be that he was just dreaming?

"Second young master, are you awake? Do you feel any discomfort? Does your chest still hurt? Are you dizzy?"

Seeing that he was awake, the doctor immediately stepped forward to inquire.

Jing Yiran didn't answer any of his questions, but frowned and asked, "Is there a woman to take care of me?"

"Uh..." The doctor was stunned for a long time, he was really shocked by Jing Yiran, the second young master with a heart, he was hurt like this, and he was still thinking about women!

However, there is still a woman to take care of him.

The doctor said honestly: "The old lady has been taking care of you for the past two days, and now she should have ordered the kitchen to cook food for you. Every day, the old lady asked the kitchen to..."

"Besides my grandma, are there other women?" Jing Yiran interrupted the doctor before he finished speaking.

The doctor said in an uncertain tone, "Aunt Wen?"

Aunt Wen is a servant of the Jing family. She has worked in the Jing family for many years. She is fifty-one years old this year and is responsible for Jing Yiran's daily diet. When the second young master is sick, Aunt Wen will naturally take care of him.

Jing Yiran said a little irritably: "No, it's a young girl! Are there any?"

The doctor immediately shook his head and said bluntly, "No!"

The second young master is crazy about women! Even his life is almost gone, yet he is still thinking about women, he looks half-dead now, even if there is a peerless beauty standing in front of him, he can only be anxious and can't do anything!

The doctor said tactfully: "Second Young Master, you need to rest well. After suffering such a serious injury, it is normal for your brain to have hallucinations and dreams. You will recover after a few days of rest."

Jing Yiran looked at him suspiciously.

Dream? Hallucination?

Is it really a dream?

After thinking about it for a while, he became extremely tired, and then fell asleep in a drowsy state.

In the study room of the main building of the Jing family villa, Jing Yichen sat opposite Jing Zhongxiu, his expression was not as cold and distant as before, but he was talking to his father in the most normal tone.

"Dad, I hurt him, you just punish me according to the rules."

Jing Zhongxiu looked a little stern, and he asked coldly, "Are you planning to beat him to death?"

Jing Yichen didn't say anything.

According to his temperament, he would definitely say "yes" without hesitation now, he doesn't bother to lie.

But there is no way, he is a strict wife, and he has to listen to his wife.

When Shangguan Ning was at home, he told him no less than ten times not to admit that he wanted to beat Jing Yiran to death, not to make Dad angry, to speak well, and absolutely not to allow him to fight after a few words .

Seeing that his son did not speak, Jing Zhongxiu relaxed slightly.

It should be just an ordinary squabble, and Jing Yiran was seriously injured when he got angry and couldn't control it.

His tone eased, and he said lightly: "Whether you admit it or not, he is your younger brother. You can beat him and scold him, but our Jing family must not have a brother-in-law situation. You can't kill him, this is My bottom line is the lowest. Zhang Rong owes you, she deserves to die, but Yiran doesn't owe you anything."

Jing Zhongxiu is not feeling well at the moment, he is actually partial to the eldest son, he really wants to give everything he owns to the eldest son, and let him inherit the entire family business of the Jing family, but Jing Yiran is also his son, he can't Throw this son aside and don't care about anything.

In order to maintain the balance between his two sons, he had already tried his best, and now the situation was getting worse and worse, which made him very tired.

Jing Yichen saw his father's expression in his eyes. He didn't understand his father before, thinking that his father had always favored Jing Yiran, which was why he was so harsh and indifferent to him. Now, he knows that he is the one who is favored, and he understands in his heart that Jing Zhongxiu is only fulfilling his father's responsibility to Jing Yiran.

He was suddenly fortunate that Shangguan Ning stopped him in time, otherwise, Jing Yiran would have died at his feet, and if he really killed Jing Yiran, Jing Zhongxiu would blame himself and feel guilty for the rest of his life—the eldest son killed him once Son, he, as a father, deserves the blame.

Jing Yichen suddenly raised his head, looked at Jing Zhongxiu and said, "Dad, as long as he doesn't move Ah Ning, I won't kill him. I promise you this."

Jing Zhongxiu was slightly taken aback. He had wanted his son for a long time, but he hadn't realized it. He didn't expect that he would make the promise so easily today!

His son has grown up completely! He knew he was thinking of his father!

Jing Zhongxiu felt very relieved, a huge rock in his heart finally let go, a smile appeared on his always majestic face: "Okay, I get it. If he touches Ah Ning's hair, I won't let it go Let him go, if he hurts Ah Ning, I will drive him out of Jing's house! This is also my father's promise to you!"