Everyone's life is limited, in the long road of life, we can not expand the length of our life, we can try to expand our width, cultivation and education are all the time for life to work hard for us to add points and supplement nutrition, so that we will go more smooth and comfortable in the future.

Ning Bing'er, who had been sitting on the bed and pretending to have nothing to do, didn't care, heard her father's call, bent down, took out her clothes, but her eyes were staring at the man in front of her, observing the skinny man in front of her like a monster, always wanting to see his internal organs and heart.

"Dad, give!" When Ning Bing'er handed the clothes to her father, her eyes didn't leave Peng Peng's gaze, she wanted to see more closely, whether this fool was really stupid or really stupid?

If you don't give others a way to live, you are blocking your own way!

Ning Guowei took the clothes, slowly took out a card from the inner lining of the suit very calmly, then looked at the young man and said: "Xiaopeng, there are 80,000 yuan in this card, which is my medical fund for this month, where can your company use it first, and remember to come over on time tomorrow afternoon, I will give you the rest of the money together, and I will definitely not let you lose your job." ”

The tone is soft and gentle enough, as if an elder cares for his beloved junior, without blame, without boredom, and without coldness, everything seems very bland.

Peng Peng took the card, felt relaxed and happy, and felt that he finally wanted to get back a little loss for the company, at least his job was saved.

A person's pattern not only determines a person's height, but also can see a person's character and quality.

"Thank you, Mr. Ning, you also rest early, I'll go first, see you tomorrow." Peng Peng happily took the card and said.

"Let's go!" Ning Guowei glanced at his eyes, still with a shallow smile, looked at the poor child with fatherly tenderness, waved his hand, and said goodbye to him easily.

Watching her walk out of the ward with light steps, the ward quickly returned to quiet, a weird smile rose on the corner of Ning Bing'er's mouth, and the whole arc looked a little exaggerated and disdainful, and then glanced at her father, who was bowing his head and was sluggish, and his dejected appearance looked distressing.

It's just that the stubborn Ning Bing'er is not willing to be soft or coquettish like her father, and has been watching her father sit in a wheelchair and sigh silently.

Distressed!

It's just that this kind of distress makes Ning Bing'er more sober, and she can't blindly reveal her details or strength, otherwise her father will use her ability and strength more unscrupulously.

At this time, Ning Bing'er was very selfish and understood like this!

"Bing'er, Dad is sleepy, help Dad go to bed. Ning Guowei's tone was heavy, and his face turned even more pale as he looked at Ning Bing'er and said.

No matter how angry she is, it is impossible to ignore her father's body, after all, Ning Bing'er can't do it, hearing her father's request for help, Ning Bing'er still lowered her body, bent down, and struggled to carry her father to bed.

At this time, his father was skinny and didn't have much to do, and Ning Bing'er had exercised, although he was thin, he could still pick up his father.

"Bing'er?" Ning Guowei saw that he was picked up by his daughter and princess, and looked at her with a frightened expression, shocked again.

This child with amazing energy can surprise himself at any time, Ning Guowei looked at his daughter incredulously, and looked at him with his mouth wide open.

"Dad, I was surprised, I have practiced for several years in order to protect myself, so it is no problem to hold you. Ning Bing'er was still angry, unwilling to dwell too much on these boring topics with her father.

And Lao Jianghu could also hear the grievances and unhappiness in his daughter's tone, slowly lay down, and looked at his daughter calmly, with those cloudy and dark red eyes, squinting slightly to see what kind of person the daughter in front of him was.

"Dad, when will Uncle Chen come tomorrow?" Ning Bing'er wanted to know what important documents Chen Hongquan was holding in his hand that could help the company come back to life?

It can't be some secret book, or a pass for heads of state, right?

Hearing his daughter's question, Ning Guowei thought of something, anxiously took out a phone number from his coat, handed it to Ning Bing'er, and said mysteriously: "I'll pick up at the airport at nine o'clock tomorrow, and then call this number when I arrive, this is your Uncle Chen's new number." ”

Seeing her father mysteriously arranging tomorrow's work, Ning Bing'er felt even more weird, is there any mystery in this?

Ning Bing'er didn't know, so she could only wait to see Chen Hongquan tomorrow to reveal the answer.

"Okay, oh yes, Dad, what's the Wang Ma?" Ning Bing'er came for so long before she found that the nurse Wang Ma had not appeared, and she felt very strange.

"Wang Ma, let's go, I quit her. Ning Guowei's eyes once again flashed with an obscure expression.

Before talking about Yuan Xuefei just now, there was also a look in his eyes once, this kind of look contained too much doting and tolerance, and Ning Bing'er once again rose in her heart, inexplicable anger.

"Why?" Ning Bing'er looked at her father with cold eyes, this man always felt that he could hide everything, and he didn't know how skillfully Ning Bing'er's micro-expressions were learned.

"If it's not suitable, I'll be dismissed. Ning Guowei turned around with difficulty, trying to avoid these sensitive topics.

What does it mean to avoid talking about it?

Could it be that the dismissal of Wang Ma is also related to Yuan Xuefei?

What is the reason for my father's chronic suicide last time he took medicine, and who do you want to lure to confess?

Thinking of this, Ning Bing'er seemed to understand something, her eyes increased a little hatred and hatred, and she said angrily: "Dad, who did you want to lure out last time you took medicine behind your mother's back?"

Knowingly, the way of asking the place saved a lot of detours, Ning Bing'er was tired and didn't want to go around in circles with her father anymore, since she loved him, believed in him, and wanted to help him, she had to completely help him heal the stubborn disease in his heart.

"It's Wang's mother, who has been doing tricks and feet in my medicine, wanting me to die early, and finally I found out and fired her. Ning Guowei kept his back to Ning Bing'er, and said in a light tone, very gentle, without waves, and calm.

"Is it? Isn't it a scapegoat?" Ning Bing'er's tone was cold with a sense of coldness, and just a few words made people feel goosebumps when they heard it, and they were afraid of the owner of this voice from the heart.

This kind of low and cold sound, low frequency and short but can travel far away, and every word is complaining about the dissatisfaction and anger in the heart, only this kind of joke that sounds like a random joke is actually more fierce than a sharp sword, and can easily pierce your chest, so that you are unconscious and have died without realizing it.

This is Ning Bing'er's low sense of anger!