Duan Jingxing can't walk if he wants to, Song Ting just won't let Duan Jing walk now.

"Don't leave now, wait for you (nǎi) (nǎi) to come first, you (nǎi) (nǎi) are also there now!"

Song Ting knew that whatever he said was useless to Duan Jingxing, and now the only person who could contain Duan Jingxing was Old Lady Duan alone, and he had already thought about how to keep Duan Jingxing before he came, knowing that Duan Jingxing had sent Song Chiyue over.

Hearing this, Duan Jingxing narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Ting, and a trace of light passed in the depths of his eyes.

"Uncle Song, I don't really understand why you call me (nǎi) (nǎi), Song Chiyue is now in treatment, you call me (nǎi) (nǎi), what can I do (nǎi) (nǎi) to help Song Chiyue (qíng)?"

Song Ting looked at Duan Jingxing's current watch (qíng), knowing that Duan Jingxing might be very unhappy in his heart now, but Song Ting was not afraid that Duan Jingxing would be angry, he stood here and frowned and said:

"If I hadn't called the old lady over, wouldn't you have left by now? The old lady also said that you should wait here, she will come over soon, and Yueyue will definitely be the first person she wants to see when she wakes up. ”

Duan Jingxing took a deep breath, he looked at Song Ting's current watch (qíng) and gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Uncle Song, do you think you can keep me in this way, if I want to leave, no one can stop me."

Duan Jingxing slammed Song Ting's hand off, and after dropping such a sentence, Duan Jingxing turned (shēn) and walked towards the elevator, it was enough to send Song Chiyue here.

Song Ting looked at Duan Jingxing's back here, his whole face was already red, his eyes sank, and when he wanted to stop Duan Jingxing, Song Ting heard his wife crying over there.

Song Ting took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, he turned to look at his wife, and when he saw that she was crying like this now, his heart softened, and he immediately stepped forward and patted his wife's back.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen (qíng)."

As soon as Song Ting finished saying this, the agent spoke on the side:

"She's been getting more nosebleeds lately, and she's getting more and more uncomfortable."

"Maybe she has to stop her work now and let her concentrate on receiving treatment at the hospital."

The agent frowned, and he didn't know when Song Chiyue's illness (qíng) would get better.

As soon as Song Ting and his wife heard this, their faces turned a lot whiter, and their hearts trembled by these words, and they didn't know what to do.

"Let's go find someone else, Yueyue can't delay any longer, if it is delayed any longer, we really can't help Yueyue, there's no hope......"

The woman grabbed Song Ting's hand.

"Since Ah Yan is unwilling to help us, then let's find someone else, I'm really worried that something will happen if Yueyue drags on any longer......"

Song Ting listened here and chuckled in his heart, Fu Yan still refused to nod and agree to help, what else could he do now, could he still watch his daughter die like this?

Song Ting closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Don't worry, I will arrange someone to look for it, but it may take a little time to find it, I will look for Fu Yan a few more times, and Fu Yan will always change again if I look for it a few more times."

Song Ting still vaguely appeared in his mind the conditions that Fu Yan told him, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and his brows were furrowed.

And after a few of them waited here for almost half an hour, Old Lady Duan really came here, and Song Ting and they would not say that Song Chiyue's illness was very serious, that it was some minor illness.

As soon as Old Lady Duan came here, she looked at Song Ting, her eyes flustered a lot.

"How's it going, how is the month (qíng) doing now?"

"Old lady, don't worry, it's just some minor illnesses and pains, it will be like this after working for a long time, now Jing Xing is no longer here, it is estimated that he doesn't want to stay here, we have no way to force this child, he has his own ideas."

Song Ting pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled a little embarrassed.

After hearing Song Ting say this, Old Lady Duan's face changed, and she looked at Song Ting with a frown and took a deep breath:

"When did you force him, he is a stubborn temper and doesn't understand anything, you wait here, I'll go and find him now!"

"Wait for Yueyue, if it's okay, you can call me, and I'll call someone over."

Old Lady Duan is angry now, she originally wanted to match Duan Jingxing and Song Chiyue wholeheartedly, but now that Song Chiyue is sick, Duan Jingxing is not on Song Chiyue's side (shēn), she doesn't give the old lady any face, how can the old lady endure it.

Song Ting opened his mouth and called the old lady, but the old lady had already turned (shēn) and left, and Song Ting was not in a hurry when he looked at her back as she left, and he didn't plan to go over to help the old lady.

Old Mrs. Duan was already old, and she was in a wheelchair when she was fine, but now she is walking over, so you can see how nervous Old Madam Duan is.

When Mrs. Duan arrived at Duan Jingxing's office, she really saw Duan Jingxing sitting there looking at the computer, smiling heartlessly, and Mrs. Duan's face suddenly dropped.

"Duan Jingxing!"

She stood at the door and stretched out her hand and slammed Duan Jingxing's door, and Old Lady Duan stared at Duan Jingxing with a frown.

"What are you doing now, look at you like this, you tell me what you are doing now!"

It can be seen that Mrs. Duan is really angry.

Duan Jingxing sighed, immediately got up from the office chair, he went directly to the old lady (shēn), helped the old lady and walked inside, and laughed.

"Ms. Duan, I'm just waiting for you to come over, I'm waiting for you."

Duan Jingxing's playful tone once again made Mrs. Duan's heart burn with anger, after she was helped by Duan Jingxing to sit here, Ms. Duan directly pushed Duan Jingxing's hand away, Ms. Duan's eyes flashed a trace of essence, stared at Duan Jingxing and asked rhetorically:

"Don't you know that Yueyue is sick now and is being treated? Why are you still giggling here, did your father educate you so heartlessly? ”

Duan Jingxing listened to Mrs. Duan's words, he pursed the corners of his mouth, and his eyes flashed:

"(nǎi) (nǎi), do you know what diseases other people have?"

Duan Jingxing looked at Old Lady Duan and snorted lightly, he wanted to see if Old Lady Duan would continue to want to marry Song Chiyue if she knew that Song Chiyue (shēn) had a blood disease.

"Even if it's a minor illness, you have to care about it!"

"Minor illness?"

After Duan Jingxing heard Old Lady Duan say this, the fox questioned for a moment.

"Isn't that a minor illness?! Is it difficult or what kind of cancer? ”

Old Lady Duan was asked by Duan Jingxing like this, and her heart (qíng) became even worse, and she snorted coldly at Duan Jingxing.

Duan Jingxing sighed thoughtfully, and he said, how could Song Ting tell Old Lady Duan that Song Chiyue was suffering from such a thing as a blood disease (qíng), a trace of light passed in the depths of his eyes, and then he pursed the corners of his mouth.

"(nǎi) (nǎi), a minor illness and a small pass, is it worth it for you to come all the way to the hospital? And if you don't have a person with you, don't you think you're still a young lad and you can go wherever you like, and you don't think about how inconvenient your legs and feet are? ”

Duan Jingxing asked the old lady here.

The old lady frowned and looked at Duan Jingxing:

"I'm telling you now, why don't you care about Yueyue, even if someone else is a minor illness, you have to take a look, not for you to ask me here why I don't bring someone."

Old Mrs. Duan was originally angry, but because her grandson cared about her like this, her heart (qíng) suddenly changed a lot.

"(nǎi) (nǎi), I also said, Xiaotong doesn't need to be nervous about a small illness, someone will care about her, she is not me, what do I care about?"

Until now, Duan Jingxing hadn't sent a message to Fu Yan, and as soon as he returned to the office just now, he was dealing with another patient's matter (qíng), and Duan Jingxing realized that he still had so many things (qíng) to deal with.

"Patients more serious than Song Chiyue are still waiting for me, how can I waste time caring about these minor illnesses?"

Duan Jingxing let out a chuckle when he said this.

"Also, you obviously have inconvenient legs and feet, and Uncle Song doesn't know it, right? Why didn't he know to help you up? ”

Duan Jingxing thought of this, and there was a glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes, and he said that Song Ting was using Old Lady Duan.

"How can you think like this, your Uncle Song's daughter is still being treated inside, how can others still have the heart (qíng) to take care of me, okay, you clean up, now you can go down with me and see how the moon is doing."

Duan Jingxing dodged the old lady's movements.

"(nǎi) (nǎi), I still have serious patients waiting for me to deal with here, and I don't have time right now."

"Do you want to deal with it now? I just came in and saw you laughing as you watched the video, did you look like you were dealing with a seriously ill patient (qíng)? ”

Old Lady Duan furrowed her brows and frowned and asked rhetorically.

There was a gleam in the depths of her eyes:

"Now your father is busy with the company's affairs (qíng) in the company and can't take care of your marriage, and these things (qíng) are in my hands to manage, why are you so ignorant and don't know what to listen to?"

Speaking of this, Old Lady Duan's tone was a little pleading.

Duan Jingxing closed his eyes, Old Lady Duan's words were taking advantage of his filial piety to the old man.

"(nǎi) (nǎi), you know my (xìng) grid, no matter how much you say, I won't go, I'm going to deal with work matters (qíng) now, if you really want to go, you can call a nurse to help you down."

After Duan Jingxing finished speaking, he opened his eyes and walked to the desk, he didn't want to say this to Old Lady Duan anymore.

"I have already done what I promised you, and now I don't owe anything to you, so don't think about threatening me with something (qíng), I have my own ideas, and it's useless for you to threaten me."