"No, I don't. Kang Yi glanced at Ning Bing'er in surprise and continued to drive shyly.

"Take it, you won't be comfortable going to Feng Jie, it's okay, my apartment is empty and empty, you can take it." Ning Bing'er understood Kang Yi's cowardice, and forced the key into his hand.

From the moment he opened the trunk and saw the luggage and belongings, she understood.

Kang Yi is indeed homeless, it is impossible for him to go to the home in the capital at present, he will not live permanently at his friend's home for him with a good face, and the hotel is not a last resort for him, it is impossible to go, so she has already deduced that his current situation is similar to what she imagined.

The black Santana is smoothly parked on the hospital parking lot.

"Lin Yiyi, remember to call me if you have something, or come to your apartment to look for me, do you hear?" Kang Yi pulled the woman who was about to step out of the car door.

Worried about her, genuinely afraid that she would be hurt, this is Kang Yi's truest thought in his heart, but he can't give her any meaningful promise, after all, there is a woman in the morgue waiting for her to visit and take care of the aftermath.

Those little hands with the cold of the underworld, there was a moment of warmth flowing, very comfortable, very warm, but it was too short, and in a few seconds, Ning Bing'er snuffed out this heat flow in her heart.

This life has just begun, and her darkest and terrifying side has not yet been exposed in front of him, and she doesn't want him to fall in love with her in a daze.

must let him see his true colors clearly, let him know clearly what kind of woman he is, and whether he is worthy of his love?

Then let him make a choice.

Although Ning Bing'er was afraid that Kang Yi would leave her in her dreams, no matter what, the responsibility she was carrying at present was more important than that of her children.

She could only refuse ruthlessly and give up against her will.

"Thank you, Uncle Police, I am a good citizen, and there will be no danger. After saying that, he walked out of the passenger cab without looking back.

Turning around, tears continued to run down her cheeks, and she couldn't bear to wipe them, so that he could not see anything unusual.

Looking down at the mobile phone information, it was densely packed with Ning Xiangtian's missed call prompts, dozens of calls, from yesterday morning to this afternoon.

Before I could finish reading the short message, the phone call came in immediately.

After waiting for a few seconds, Ning Bing'er picked up the phone very reluctantly, and said in a cold tone, without a trace of warmth: "Something?"

When I finally got through the phone, I was responding to a sound coming from the ice cellar, and my heart tightened with pain, and I scolded angrily: "Where did you run yesterday?"

This kind of care, without a trace of weight, was blown away by the breeze before it was spoken.

Too humble, too shallow, too weak, to touch that rock-solid heart at all.

"There's something to say, there's nothing to hang up. Ning Bing'er stood at the corner of the stairs, wiped away her tears, and said coldly.

For the person she hated, she didn't want to think much about whether he really cared about herself or crocodile tears.

"Bing'er, where are you now?" Ning Xiangtian on the other end of the phone put down all his dignity and asked very humbly, his tone was extremely sincere, and he was so low that there was no trace of the young master's temper.

"Hospital. As soon as the voice fell, the phone hung up.

Ning Bing'er didn't know why she told him that she was in the hospital, maybe she was soft-hearted, or maybe she wanted to know what had happened in the company in the past two days.

No matter what, Ning Bing'er told Ning Xiangtian that it was not out of liking this man.

likes this kind of vague emotion, which is not worthy of being used on Yuan Xuefei and Ning Xiangtian at all.

At least that's how Ning Bing'er views Ning Xiangtian now.

In addition to the familiar smell of disinfectant water, the VIP ward has a faint sandalwood fragrance, which is quiet and ancient, and the nose is comfortable.

After all, it is a VIP ward, and the corridor is sparsely populated, and the visiting guests are very literate to stay in the living room of the ward, which seems even more deserted.

Standing at the door of the ward, Ning Bing'er took a deep breath calmly, looked in from the door and window glasses, and saw that the nurse Wang Ma was carefully wiping her father's body, and her father's expression was extremely indifferent, and his eyes were full of despair, like an eggplant that had just been beaten by frost, languishing and at the mercy of him.

Looking at the vicissitudes of life of the old face full of grievances, the folds of the door are obvious, deeply imprinted with the traces of time.

The heart twitched and ached again, her father was really old, and he wanted her to do her filial piety, she couldn't be willful, she couldn't act recklessly, and she had to use her brains to do things.

"Dad, are you better?" "Dad, are you better?" Ning Bing'er pushed open the door and called softly.

This sweet and soft voice is like a natural sound, and the aftermath lingers, endlessly, touching the sleeping numbness in the heart, and becoming extremely excited and excited.

Wang's mother, who bent down to wipe her father's body, dragged her bulky body and turned around slightly, her square face smiled happily, and that smile still failed to hide the traces of the good years, and her skin was still sallow.

It's just that those eyes are very charming, compared with the village women in Dashui Village that they have just come into contact with, they are not stupid, they are cunning, but this time they look at the matchmaker mole at the corner of her mouth, and they want to laugh inexplicably.

"The eldest lady is here?" Wang Ma stood up happily and beckoned, her eyes with a hint of excitement, which soon disappeared, filled with an inexplicable annoyance.

What's going on, even the nurses have complaining eyes?

What has happened in the past two days?

The man on the hospital bed tilted his mouth weakly, saliva kept flowing down, but he couldn't make any sound, and his cloudy old eyes were mixed with pain, happiness, happiness, and shame.

Ning Bing'er pursed her lips in distress, and glanced around the ward, it was so empty as if she had just moved in, and no one had come to visit.

"Dad, have you eaten?" Ning Bing'er walked to the hospital bed, sat down slowly, put her head on her father's chest, listened to the man's solid and powerful beating sound, and looked at the deserted ward with great satisfaction.

What happened in the past two days?

What about Chen Hongquan?

Has Yuan Xuefei done her duty?

Or are the company's shareholders persecuting again?

......

Ning Bing'er was thinking too much in her mind, always guessing what was going on?

Only in front of her, she has controllability, will she feel at ease.

Her father is always not in front of her, she always stays in the ward alone, she can't stay in the ward at any time, no one tells her what happens in the ward, she is anxious, anxious.

"Dad, have you eaten? Bing'er fed you. Ning Bing'er raised her head, looked at her father with a sweet smile, and wiped the saliva from the corners of her mouth with a piece of paper.

"Mama Wang, has my dad eaten?" Ning Bing'er smiled slightly and spoke to Mama Wang very politely.

There is no trace of the eldest lady's temper, nor does she look down on the nurse's face, she is very gentle, very calm, very calm, and she looks like she is the same, and she is really educated.

"Miss, Mr. Ning's meal hasn't been delivered yet. When Wang Ma said this, she was very flustered in her heart, and she didn't know what to do.

There are no food deliveries yet?

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