He really didn't remember anything about what happened in the dream.

Probably with the remnants of his body's instincts, it seemed that he could tell him that the dream was happy and sad.

He sat for a while, and when he came to his senses, he was ready to go and see his sister.

The little girl seemed to be asleep again, and there was some food on the bedside table next to her, all of which could be made up, and about half of it was eaten.

There is also a separate copy next to it, which should have been specially prepared by Aunt Zhou for him.

In this way, he was indeed very hungry.

After a few casual bites, the long-abandoned mobile phone rang.

He quickly swallowed his meal and spoke directly on the phone.

There's something going on on the company's side.

Fortunately, Huang Qianqian used that dream to help him delay his sleep for an extra four hours.

Otherwise, according to his current frequency of tossing, it would be a miracle that there was no sudden death.

Do you need to fight so hard?

Is the money earned?

Others may not understand, but it is enough for him to know it in his own heart.

He can't relax, and his sister is ...... There's only my sister left.

Jiang Jingli gave an order to the assistant opposite, saying that he would prepare for a meeting when he arrived at the company.

He straightened the quilt that Huang Qianqian had not completely covered, and then closed the curtain on the other side of the window.

Then he closed the door and turned off the lights and walked out.

The doctor also said that because this is a relatively large operation, the effect of this anesthesia may last a little longer.

Now it may be that the residual effect of the drug has not dissipated, otherwise how can this girl stay there and sleep so quietly with her usual noisy energy?

In fact, he was wrong, is the brain like the kind of person who will be affected by the effects of anesthetics?

No, no, no, how is that possible?

As soon as he left, here, the big guy sat up directly.

And in front of her, there was a faint phantom floating in the void, a girl in a long white dress, the original owner of this body.

"Thank you."

Perhaps the most regrettable thing she ever did was to commit suicide.

"It's time, it's time for you to go." Her tone was not undulating, cold and indifferent.

seems to be particularly ruthless, but in fact, Jiang Lingmiao knows that she is a good person.

She waved at her, leaving behind a sentence that seemed somewhat ambiguous before leaving.

"It's not fate that rules everything about you, as long as you have the ability, you can also control your fate."

For a long time, the room fell into an eerie silence.

I don't know how long it took for Huang Qianqian to spit out a few words casually.

"Do you control your destiny......"

After that, she recovered very quickly, and the stitches could be removed in about three days.

Of course, this must be indispensable to the sassy operations that she herself is secretly fueling.

However, in the current situation, there are limits to the recovery that has just been made.

I can't see the bright light for a long time, as if apart from this, the doctor really didn't even check out any other sequelae.

It's a miracle in the history of medicine.

Awesome.

can't see the strong light, Boss Huang can't learn from someone else's god, wear a blackout white silk on his eyes.

So at this time, our pretending to be a necessary artifact is about to appear.

Sunglasses.

Originally, she wanted to be discharged from the hospital directly, but Jiang Jingli forced her to observe in the hospital for a few more days.

(End of chapter)