I lost my horse after agreeing to a divorce with the crazy villain

Chapter 686 Newborn

Mrs. Jiang entered the delivery room.

After all, she was getting older, and it was really hard to have this baby.

At 35 weeks, I had to unload early because of high blood pressure.

Now I am undergoing examination in the delivery room, waiting for the examination to be completed for a caesarean section.

****** is currently waiting in the hospital.

When Jiang Xingzhi left, Father Jiang had already moved his office out of the operation, and was waiting for his wife while working.

Mr. Jiang sat firmly on the chair outside the operating room.

When he saw Jiang Xingzhi, he waved to Jiang Xingzhi.

Jiang Xingzhi walked over and sat next to Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang asked him: "Did you go to southern Xinjiang this time?"

Jiang Xingzhi nodded.

Mr. Jiang stared at Jiang Xingzhi and sighed.

He asked: "The thing on your back has not been solved, right?"

Jiang Xingzhi: "He can't solve it."

Mr. Jiang hesitated to speak.

Normally, as long as Yan Wu dies, the things on Jiang Xingzhi's back should disappear.

But now that Yan Wu is dead, why is that thing on Jiang Xingzhi's back still there?

Mr. Jiang said to Jiang Xingzhi worriedly: "I will arrange for someone to finish your physical examination."

"No need." Jiang Xingzhi said, "I'm in good health now."

Mr. Jiang fell into silence again. He looked at Jiang Xingzhi silently.

Jiang Xingzhi lowered his eyes and said, "Grandpa, at your age, don't worry too much."

Mr. Jiang: "You are taking away my little rights little by little, because you are worried that I will hurt my body by worrying too much, or because you think I am getting in your way, and you want to kick me away as an old man."

When Jiang Xingzhi heard this, his body froze slightly.

He put his hand on Mr. Jiang's shoulder and patted lightly: "Grandpa, you think too much. You should be fond of grandchildren at your age. In the past, it was my incompetence that made you worry so much. It won't happen in the future." .”

Mr. Jiang laughed softly: "You are worthy of being my grandson. I am very happy to see you like this."

Jiang Xingzhi lowered his head, his eyelids drooped, and his long eyelashes blocked all the emotions in his eyes.

Mr. Jiang saw that there was no sign of relief or guilt on his face.

Smiling and smiling, he also lost his smile.

He asked: "Xingzhi, are you still blaming me for A Wu's death?"

Jiang Xingzhi: "No, I don't blame you."

He didn't blame anyone. Her "death" was all caused by him from beginning to end.

Mr. Jiang didn't think this was Jiang Xingzhi's sincerity.

Since Yan Wu's death, the little power he had and the connections he had were all being stripped away and devoured bit by bit by Jiang Xingzhi.

Although he had retired in the past, he had also moved from the front desk to behind the scenes.

He and his grandson have always cooperated very well.

But now he is just an old man with no real rights, completely ignored.

Of course, Mr. Jiang likes this kind of comfortable life.

But the feeling of not having any rights in my hands is not pleasant.

"You still blame me for arranging that truck." Mr. Jiang sighed lowly.

His voice was a little rough and weak, but it was extremely firm.

He said: "Xing Zhi, as I said, I like A Wu, but if I have to choose between you and A Wu, I will choose you without hesitation."

Jiang Xingzhi moved his fingers.

That truck was arranged by his grandfather. When he found out the news, he almost collapsed.

(End of this chapter)