Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1264 Give me another week
"No, I've been sleeping..." Nangong Jing's dark eyes flashed a hint of worry, and she silently stepped aside.

"Uncle Ji, in the past two months, we have guaranteed that she has slept ten hours a day and looks good. Shouldn't she be getting better?"

Yang Hui pushed Ji Zhong towards the bed with a worried expression on his face.

Ji Zhong nodded slightly, stared at Jian Junxi, and said while putting down the box: "Don't worry, I'll take a look..."

"Okay..." Yang Hui pushed the chair beside the bed, motioning him to sit down.

Ji Zhong picked up Jian Junxi's left hand and checked her pulse. There was a flash of shock in his old eyes, and he lowered his eyes to hide the strange emotion.

Clearing his throat, he said lightly, "Master is fine, it's just that his body is going downhill.
She should also feel that everything will be more difficult than before, and her spirit will not be as good as before..."

"Then what should I do?" Lin Yiyi couldn't help but her eyes turned red when she heard it, and she was so anxious that she didn't know where to put it...

"Uncle Ji, tell us the truth, does she really have three years left?" Yang Hui asked excitedly with red eyes.

Ji Zhong's face froze, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Don't worry, sir, as long as she maintains this state now, she can get pregnant within two years."

"That's good, that's good!" Yang Hui breathed out when he heard him say this.

"Gong Jing..." Lin Yiyi stared at Nangong Jing anxiously.

The clouds and mists in Nangong Jing's eyes were surging, and his heart was like being hit by a storm. Thunder and lightning raged, and the heavy rain fell violently. They beat his heart one by one, and said hoarsely:

"Give me another week, if she is still unwilling, I will arrange artificial insemination..."

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui looked at each other, staring at Jian Junxi on the bed, not knowing what to say
Anyway, this matter, no matter what, cannot be delayed any longer...

The blood on Ji Zhong's face faded, and the hand that pulled up the medicine box trembled slightly...

"Uncle, aunt, I want to ask Grandpa Ji alone how to take care of her..."

Nangong Jing opened her mouth with a face of sincerity, her eyes were calm and without any emotion.

"Okay, then Uncle Ji, you..." Yang Hui wanted to keep him, but he was also worried that such a request would embarrass his old man.

"It's okay, sir, don't worry, I'll leave after the young master wakes up." Ji Zhong's eyes were a little dull, as if he didn't feel relieved if he didn't see her wake up.

"That's good, then you talk to Gong Jing, we'll come back later!" Yang Hui pulled the reluctant Lin Yiyi out of the bedroom after speaking.

"Okay!" Ji Zhong nodded slightly.

At this moment, even breathing is heavy.

Nangong Jing pulled the quilt for Jian Junxi, turned off the headlights, leaving only a dim desk lamp, and said in a low voice: "Let's talk outside!"

"Okay..." Ji Zhong was slightly astonished in his eyes, and followed him out the door.

When the two came to the sofa, Nangong Jing didn't speak, but just picked up the tea set expressionlessly.

Press the button to boil water, it looks like he intends to make tea for Ji Zhong.

After Ji Zhong sat down, he looked at him with some deep meaning. There was no wave on his wrinkled face, but the blood vessels all over his body were like tight steel wires.

Not because he was afraid of Nangong Jing, but because he didn't know what Nangong Jing wanted to do?Or, what does he want to know from himself?
Nangong Jing put the tea leaves away and waited for the water to boil. Her dark pupils glowed with a deep light, and the kingly aura emanating from her body made people feel a strong sense of oppression inexplicably.

Looking at Ji Zhong, he asked leisurely: "She is calling you Grandpa Ji, right?"

(End of this chapter)