Chapter 1677 We Will Grow Old Together

He almost growled: "I'm your husband, what can't you tell me? Do you think you can hide it from me?"

"...Don't go to the hospital." Jing Tong raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were a little timid, "I'll tell you."

Jiang Yu's tone was a little slower: "Okay." Then he ordered Zhou Butler, "You go first, no need to use a car."

Butler Zhou had to leave with a solemn look.

"...Have you not eaten yet?" Jing Tong bit her lip, and seemed to be a little afraid of him for some reason, "Why don't you eat first?"

"How can I have an appetite if you are like this?" He sighed lightly, and carried her back to the room and put her on the chair.

Jing Tong looked away, avoiding his gaze.

Jiang Yu held her face, making it impossible for her to avoid his gaze: "Tongtong, our medical team is the most advanced in the world. No matter what the problem is, even if it is a terminal illness, there is a great chance of cure. I will accompany you, don't be afraid."

Jing Tong blinked, and there seemed to be a few more tears in her eyes: "There is something... in my body... It has been growing, and it is growing very fast..."

Jiang Yu's heart sank, he half squatted, kissed her forehead, and breathed a little fast: "Well... I know. It's no big deal, just have surgery to remove it."

"But you can't take it away..." Jing Tong's voice was a little choked, "No."

"Why can't you? It must be that Dr. He's medical skills are not enough. I will take you to a consultation tomorrow. There must be a solution!" Jiang Yu stroked her face with his hand, and said almost fiercely, "Tongtong, you will get better, I swear!"

However, the man's fingers trembled unconsciously, his thumb and index finger were hot, but the other three fingers were abnormally cold.

Jing Tong couldn't help but hold his hand, and her throat couldn't help but choke.

She originally just wanted to play a joke on this man, but she didn't expect Jiang Yu's reaction to be much bigger than she thought. He still looked calm, but that was just a habit. In fact, he had lost his composure long ago, and his trembling right hand showed the panic in his heart.

Jing Tong had no intention of testing him, but in this situation, she couldn't help but blurt out: "Jiang Yu, if I die..."

"Shut up!" The man hugged her tightly, his breath was very disordered, "Don't talk nonsense! You will live a hundred years, and we will grow old together!"

Jing Tong blinked, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, laughing, but her eyes became more and more burning.

This was probably the first time she saw this man lose his composure.

"Jiang Yu..." She called his name softly, her voice unusually lingering.

Jiang Yu's throat rolled, his arms tightened a little, and after a while he uttered a low "hmm".

"Let me go first, I have something to tell you." Jing Tong's breath fell on his ear.

However, Jiang Yu couldn't have any romantic thoughts at this time. He paused before letting her go, his dark eyes falling on her face: "Tongtong."

Jingtong grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her lower abdomen, her voice carrying some secret joy: "No need for surgery, it will come out in another eight months."

Then, Jingtong had the honor of seeing a dull expression on this man's face for the first time, and she almost couldn't help laughing.