Chapter 1191 Little Angel and Psychosis 32
Chapter 1191 Little Angel and Psychosis 32
Chapter 1191 Little Angel and Psychosis 32
[This is what happened, now the two protagonists have broken up! 】
0731 told Jinchen what happened to the Jin family in the past few days, with a lot of gloating in his tone.
【Deserved it. 】
Jinchen commented.
He opened the window facing the garden and met Hill's gaze, who looked up from the swing. The two of them smiled at the same time.
"Ouch, why did you open the window to let in the wind again?"
Lawrence, who had been upgraded from a doctor to a mother, slammed the window shut, suddenly unaware of what a beautiful scene he had broken.
"You're about to have surgery. You need to take good care of yourself. If you catch a cold, the probability of success of the surgery will be reduced!"
Jinchen stared blankly at the window in front of him and turned around speechlessly, "Hill's angelic power will protect me."
Lawrence had already learned about Hill's angelic identity and clicked his tongue when he heard this, "That won't work either. His power can only protect you from dying during the operation."
"That thing in my brain still needs surgery to remove it."
As he was talking, Lawrence himself found it interesting, shaking his shoulders and laughing, "Oh, hey, the combination of theology and science makes it difficult for your operation not to succeed."
Jinchen rolled his eyes at him and asked calmly, "Are everyone ready?"
"Of course," Lawrence showed a mysterious smile, "I asked the best acting among my assistants to come over and keep it safe and well arranged for you!"
The two chatted for a while, and Hill had already gone upstairs. He walked a few steps quickly and threw himself into Jinchen's arms. He yawned softly and said, "Chen is going to have surgery, so rest more."
Jinchen smiled, pinched his cheeks, and hugged him, "Who needs a rest?"
"We all need a break."
Hill was determined and refused to move while buried in Jinchen's arms, becoming even more lazy.
"Yes, yes, you all need to rest. I, a poor person dominated by capitalists, need to work hard."
Lawrence was used to them handing out dog food all the time, turning around and running away after they complained.
A few days later, Jinchen's surgery date arrived.
Early that morning, Lawrence injected the medicine and the operation had to be completed within twelve hours.
Jinchen seemed unaware of the undercurrent in the house today. Everything was as usual, preparing for the afternoon surgery.
During lunch, Lawrence glanced at the servants waiting in the restaurant, and then looked at Jinchen.
The latter nodded slightly and kept feeding Hill, as leisurely as if he was going to take a nap instead of having an operation.
Lawrence ate lunch as usual, one bite after another, and Jinchen and Hill didn't seem to notice anything wrong.
A certain servant guarding the door breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body could finally relax.
After watching them eat lunch, the man followed them to the living room. Sure enough, within a few minutes, Lawrence, who was in charge of the operation, suddenly felt unwell and was taken upstairs by his assistant.
"Oh no...it's too uncomfortable. Help me to take a rest!"
Lawrence slumped on the sofa, as if he had been slept on by eight hundred big men, and it was uncomfortable to even move his fingers.
"Okay, doctor, I'll help you upstairs!" The drama assistant immediately cooperated, crying especially heartily, and helped Lawrence go upstairs.
The servant looked at the two people passing by with some confusion.
Isn't it just medicine that makes people feel stomachache? Why is this assistant crying like Lawrence is about to die?
Not long after, Jinchen and Hill both had more or less uncomfortable symptoms and went upstairs to rest early.
"What happened in the house today is not allowed to be told."
Butler Bob specifically warned everyone, which made the servant even more convinced that they had really been tricked.
When the housekeeper wasn't paying attention, he ran to the front house to report the situation.
"Okay, okay, they will indeed be tricked! Hurry...just go back and continue to guard. If there is anything else, report it at any time!"
Jin Xiangming was extremely happy, seeing that he could overthrow Jin Chen tomorrow, it was so satisfying!
After the servant left, Jin Xiangming immediately called again and was ready to annex Jinchen's remaining inheritance. Jinchen had no descendants and did not have time to make a trust inheritance. That inheritance and everything in Jinchen's hands , he wants to grab it!
Jin Xiangming thought he had a well-organized plan and was already reporting the good news to Jin Zhiyan and Fu Suhua in advance.
Little did they know that the Jin family's property had already been secretly transferred. Under Jin Chen's control, Jin Xiangming's identity as the head of the family was completely eclipsed. It only took a little external force to collapse the whole family.
Half an hour later, it was time for surgery.
All three people entered the operating room without any problems, and the assistant had changed into sterile clothes and was waiting.
"They are so stupid." Hill couldn't help complaining.
"With just those few people, how can we expect them to have any careful plans?"
After Jinchen finished speaking, the special anesthetic was injected.
Hill tied up his long hair, sat next to him and held hands, "I will protect you."
Before losing consciousness, Jinchen touched Hill's cheek, and then closed his eyes in a daze.
Lawrence raised the screen and warned, "You'd better not look at it. Jinchen said he was afraid of scaring you."
Hill nodded, still holding Jin Chen's hand, and the angel's power gradually entered.
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The surgery went very smoothly.
With the protection of the angelic power, almost no dangerous situations occurred, which also made Lawrence, who was originally mentally burdened, breathe a sigh of relief.
What surprised him even more was that the many wounds that originally needed to be sutured after the operation actually formed scars under the influence of divine power in just a few seconds, and then became lighter and lighter.
Until no trace of surgery is visible at all.
This scene was still a bit too scary for Lawrence, who had accepted scientific values since childhood.
He even began to suspect that if his experiment had not been completed, only Hill would be able to restore Jinchen's illness to its original state.
"When will he wake up?"
Hill asked, but his eyes did not move away from Jinchen's face.
Lawrence was silent for a few seconds, "Originally it was tomorrow or early in the morning, but now it seems... I should wake up later."
After all, all wounds should be healed!
Hill nodded, moved his chair, rested his head on Jinchen's arm, and stopped talking.
Lawrence was also used to it. When Jinchen was away, this little angel became taciturn and had trouble talking to anyone.
To a certain extent, these two people are a perfect match.
