Because He Shaolin had one leg exposed, he quickly attracted the attention of pedestrians.

"Somebody's jumping! Somebody's going to jump!"

I don't know whose uncle shouted, and many people immediately gathered downstairs.

"Come down, don't affect the social order. Ning Wan frowned and looked at He Shaolin, saw him shake his head, and said to Fu Ting, "What are you doing in a daze? ”

He Shaolin stretched out his arms and said nervously: "No one is allowed to come, otherwise I will jump off now." ”

Fu Ting looked at Ning Wan, "Wanwan, now is not the time to joke. ”

Let's not talk about whether he really wants to jump, if he doesn't fall carefully, then he will become a sinner. After thinking for a long time, Ning Wan said coldly: "I will promise you when you come down." ”

The man finally decided to come down, but he didn't dare to move with his legs on the glass, and now he was a little numb, "Come and help." ”

"How can you help?" Fu Ting said slowly.

He Shaolin was going crazy, "My legs are numb, otherwise your brother and I will really die." ”

The man walked over and helped him down, "If you dare to play this kind of trick in the future, no one will save you." ”

"Who said I played tricks?" He Shaolin seemed unconvinced, "If it weren't for An Qing, I really didn't think it would be interesting." ”

Bang - the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and two security guards rushed in.

"Who's going to jump off the building?"

The door opened just now was too loud, He Shaolin was startled, and he was just about to stretch his legs outside in, but he was suddenly scared in again. Immediately after that, his body leaned, and most of his body appeared outside the window.

"Shaolin—" Fu Ting hurriedly grabbed one of his legs.

He Shaolin was head-down, and his head was immediately congested, "Help." ”

"Come over here and help!"

Under Fu Ting's cold drink, two security guards immediately rushed over and grabbed He Shaolin's leg with Fu Ting.

"I counted to three, and we worked hard. Fu Ting commanded.

"Good. ”

He Shaolin screamed, "The wind is blowing, you guys hurry up." ”

Sure enough, a strong wind suddenly blew outside, causing He Shaolin to shake. The wind blew, and the people by the window were blown to close their eyes.

One of the security guards, whose eyes were narrowed by the sand, forgot that there was someone on his hand and let go.

Although the other security guard grabbed his trouser leg, the wind was too strong, and coupled with He Shaolin's weight, the strength in his hand gradually decreased.

Fu Ting, who had been holding He Shaolin's ankle tightly, had half-closed eyes, and sweat was on his forehead, "Hard." ”

He Shaolin's body slid down a few points, and Fu Ting's body was forced to be dragged out......

Ning Wan panicked, "Be careful!"

"Hold on to me, I don't want to die now. He Shaolin's voice trembled.

Fu Ting was cold, "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!

"Now isn't the time to count me down, drag me up first!"

"Yes!" the man gritted his teeth, trying to pull his friend up on his own.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the two security guards couldn't open their eyes, so they naturally relaxed the strength of their hands.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ning Xiuyu had already gone out to find someone. After a while, a group of people came in.

With everyone's concerted efforts, He Shaolin was successfully rescued.

More than an hour later, He Shaolin was still a little afraid, sitting on the sofa with his knees hugged, and frequently wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.

Fu Ting was like a statue, staring at He Shaolin coldly.

"Can you not look at me like that?"

"No!" the man replied coldly.

Ning Wan got down from the bed and poured a glass of water for the two of them, "You all have a good rest, don't complain." ”

Fu Ting hurriedly got up and hugged Ning Wan up, "You are in the recovery period now, don't move casually." ”

"I'm fine......"

"Well, go to bed. ”

Ning Wan finally obeyed the man's instructions and lay on the bed, "You're almost rested, can you go?"

"You drove me away?" He Shaolin's chin rested on his knee, and his eyes flashed with tears, "It's so cruel that you drove me away just after I escaped death." ”

"He Dashao, I want to too, but I really don't want to see your aggrieved face like this. ”

He Shaolin looked at Ning Wan silently, "You haven't forgotten what you promised me, have you?"

If he didn't agree, maybe He Shaolin would do something? And he just agreed.

"Tell me, what are you going to let me do?"

"Help me talk to An Qing about good things. ”

Ning Wan snorted, "If you had said something good for me earlier, I would have agreed a long time ago." ”

"I see you just got in the situation, but you don't want to help me with anything, do you?"

"Whatever happened just now, now that I've decided to help you, you can go. ”

Just made a risky move, how can you leave so easily. He Shaolin said slowly: "First, help me say good things, and second, help me drive Mu Feiran away." ”

"Do you have a bottom line for being a human being?"

"What does this have to do with the bottom line?"

Ning Wan said to Fu Ting, "Take him away and let me be quiet." ”

"Did you agree?" He Shaolin's face was full of surprise.

Ning Wan ruthlessly poured a basin of cold water on the man, "Young Master He, you think too much, I also have a bottom line, you go now, I can help you say good things when you don't want to." But if you keep going, I'll let my husband cut off your relationship. ”

"Why are you still related to the severance of relations? My purpose is very clear, to be with An Qing. ”

"Take him away!"

Fu Ting and Ning Xiuyu stood in front of He Shaolin together, "Let's go." ”

"I ......"

Ning Xiuyu took He Shaolin's arm, "Let's go, Uncle Shaolin, otherwise you will regret staying." ”

"Do you want to go?" Fu Ting was a little impatient.

How could it be like this if you plan it well? He Shaolin puffed up angrily: "You can't talk and don't count. ”

"I promised to say nice things for you. ”

Fu Ting pushed the man outside, and finally closed the door. The man in the hallway was indignant, "Why are you doing this to me?"

"You've gone too far today. Wanwan had just had a miscarriage and was very weak. ”

It turned out to be a concern for my sister-in-law. He Shaolin immediately played the bitter card, and hugged Fu Ting in front of the patients and family members who came and went, "I was also forced to be helpless, I was bitter in my heart, bitter ......"

"Dad, go out and talk, it's likely to disturb Mom's rest here. ”

At Ning Xiuyu's suggestion, Fu Ting took He Shaolin out of the inpatient department.

The backyard of the inpatient department has mountains and rivers, and the environment is still good even in the cold winter. The two stood under a bare old poplar tree, each holding a cigarette in their hands, puffing.

"Thunder, what should I do?"

"An Qing is an emotional person, you can start with this convenience. ”

He Shaolin threw away the cigarette in his hand and hurriedly said, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Nope. ”

"Cut, saying it means not saying it. ”

Half an hour later, after Fu Ting and He Shaolin finished chatting, they blew a cold breeze outside for a while to ensure that the smell of smoke on their bodies dissipated before coming in.

On the sofa in the hospital room sat a girl with a ponytail.

The girl lowered her head, she was peeling the apple seriously, peeling the apple skin carefully, she handed it to Ning Wan, "Sister Wanwan, for you." ”