Chapter 3 Must Admit Mistakes

When Jian Yiling walked out of the room and walked up the stairs, the warmth downstairs suddenly caught a glimpse of her.

Eyes meet, warm and sad expression, hesitant to say anything.

Her daughter has been in pain since she was a child, but now...

Wen Nuan cried in Jian Shuxuan's arms: "It's my fault, I dote on Xiaoling too much..."

Jian Shuxuan has been in the shopping mall for many years, no matter how big or small, he never frowned, but today's incident made his eyes red.

"It's not just your fault, I'm also at fault. Fortunately, I still have time. Now I can start teaching well, and it's still too late to teach Xiaoling well." Jian Shuxuan gently patted his wife's warm back.

Jian Shuxuan was also in a bad mood. He admitted that among the four children, he and his wife preferred the youngest daughter, not only because the child was the youngest, but also because she was the only girl.

But that doesn't mean they don't love the other three children. The third child has such a thing, and he feels distressed and distressed.

The couple looked at themselves with sadness, pity, blame, and reluctance.

Such eyes are unfamiliar to Jian Yiling.

In the previous life, after Jian Yiling's original parents discovered Jian Yiling's talent, they signed a contract with the research institute and kept Jian Yiling in the research institute. In exchange, the research institute would give Jian Yiling's parents every year. A hefty paycheck.

Jian Yiling seldom gets along with her parents, and on the rare occasions when they meet her, their eyes are always distant and indifferent. , there is no temperature.

But the look in the eyes of the couple looked at them, but it was carved into Jian Yiling's heart, inexplicably involving her emotions.

Maybe in this incident, they didn't choose to believe in Jian Yiling, but their love for Jian Yiling is true.

Nuan suddenly left her husband's arms, ran up the stairs, and came to Jian Yiling's side.

Fifteen-year-old Jian Yiling is slightly smaller than her peers because of her premature baby.

He has a face as delicate as a doll the size of a palm, and now there is still some baby fat on his face that has not grown.

At this moment, Jian Yiling's quiet and silent appearance made Wen Wen's heart even more uncomfortable.

Wen Nuan calmed down and sternly scolded Jian Yiling: "Xiao Ling, you must admit your mistake this time, your dad and I will go to the hospital to see your third brother, you must go and apologize to him! Please forgive him! You What you've done is too much! If you don't correct it properly, neither your father nor I will forgive you!"

Nuan has never been so strict to Jian Yiling.

Jian Yiling nodded.

Jian Yiling knew that it was meaningless for him to forcefully explain that he didn't do it on purpose.

She kept denying that she would only push herself into the most dangerous situation like Jian Yiling in the original book.

In the evening, Nuan asked Ansao to make soup and some meals. After filling them in a thermos, he took Jian Yiling to the hospital together.

The Jian family's house is in the middle of the mountain. This area is a villa area. Those who can live here are powerful people in Hengyuan City.

The hospital where Jian Yunnao was hospitalized was half an hour's drive away from home and was the best private hospital in Hengyuan City.

Outside the ward of the hospital, Jane's father and Jane's mother saw that their arms were hung up by brackets, their faces were pale, and their lifeless sons felt sour.

Jian Yunnao and Jian Yuncheng's two brothers' faces are 50% similar, with delicate facial features and clear lines.

Compared with his elder brother Jian Yuncheng, Jian Yunnao's facial features are still a little immature.

Now this slightly immature face is full of grief, and his eyes are almost desperate.

Jian Yunnao is only seventeen years old this year, and this kind of thing has hit him too hard.

Jian Yuncheng, who was sitting next to him, had a stern face and remained silent.

There was a gloomy look on Jun Yi's face.

"Yunnao, mother asked Ansao to make your favorite food, would you like to eat a little?" Wen Nuan stepped forward cautiously and moved gently.

Jian Yunnao turned his head to the side.

Warm know that the son is uncomfortable.

He continued to comfort and please him carefully by the bedside, hoping that he could open his heart.

Jian Yuncheng next to him told Wen Nuan, "Mo Shiyun came here just now. She brought some food and fed her third brother some food."