.........

After coming out of the inpatient building, Jialing took out his mobile phone, found a number from the address book, and dialed it.

The phone was quickly connected, and a man's deep voice came from the other side.

Say. The man was concise and to the point, and only spat out one word, and his tone was so cold that it was not like words.

Even if he didn't face each other, Jialing could imagine how cold the expression on his face was.

Jialing was inexplicably nervous, and beads of sweat oozed from the palm of his hand holding the phone.

"Kyaukjiao has finished surgery. She reported Ning Jiaoyi's situation to the man opposite, "She's fine, not in any danger." ”

The man opposite was silent for a few seconds, and then asked her, "Where is Fu Dingsi?"

"He ......" Jialing licked his lips, "He hasn't come to see Kyaukjiao in the afternoon, so he should still be with Ning Wanwan." ”

"Huh. ”

The man let out a snort.

This smile is too cold.

Jialing didn't dare to answer.

"Look at her. After the man dropped these three words, he directly pinched the phone.

A busy sound in the earpiece made Jialing breathe a sigh of relief.

She put away her phone and walked in the direction of the supermarket.

**

Upstairs ward.

After Jialing left, Ning Jiaoyi picked up the computer next to her and began to read the design draft.

Actually, there was no need to fight so hard, but it was too boring to be alone, and she wanted to do something else to divert her attention.

She has almost prepared the design draft for next early spring.

When Ning Jiaoyi took the hand-drawn board to change the lines, the door of the ward was pushed open.

She only thought that Jialing was back, and she didn't look up, and continued the work in her hands.

Fu Dingsi never expected to see this scene after he entered the ward.

Ning Jiaoyi is in this posture, where does she look like a person who has just donated bone marrow?

"Jialing, you-"

Ning Jiaoyi said that he was generally stuck.

After seeing Fu Dingsi, she was slightly stunned, and then grinned and showed a mouthful of small white teeth.

Although she smiled brightly, after all, she had just undergone surgery and had no makeup, so she still looked a little haggard.

"Husband, you've finally come to see me. ”

Fu Dingsi walked to the bedside and handed her the medicine in his hand.

"What is this?" Ning Jiaoyi blinked curiously.

"Look at the manual. Fu Dingsi adheres to his style of cherishing words like gold, and he refuses to say a word.

Ning Jiaoyi: "It turns out that you care about me so much, and you brought me medicine." ”

Fu Dingsi: "......"

Ning Jiaoyi put the notebook and hand-drawn tablet aside, raised his hand and poked his abdominal muscles, "When are we going to have a wedding?"

"There will be no wedding. Fu Dingsi's refusal was direct and crisp, "Don't dream." ”

Look, it's really a vivid and flexible interpretation of what is crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

Ning Jiaoyi raised her head and looked at him, "Do you think that after Ning Wanwan's operation, I won't be able to threaten you?"

"Let me think," she touched her chin, "you must be thinking about how to divorce me, right?"

Fu Dingsi: "......"

It seems that she is not stupid.

He hated being threatened the most in his life, thinking about what Ning Jiaoyi had done before, Fu Dingsi couldn't wait to kill her.

Give her a wedding?

Oh, it's not possible in the next life.

"I'm guessing right, but unfortunately, I'm not going to divorce you. ”

**

After the operation, Ning Jiaoyi stayed in the hospital for five days and was discharged without any major problems.

She is a typical person who can't stay idle, and she has been paralyzed in the hospital for five days, and everyone is suffocated.

In the past five days, Fu Dingsi only came once after the operation, and there was no one behind him.

"Kyauk-kyo, are you going to tonight's drinking party?"

Jialing pushed open the door of the design room and found Ning Jiaoyi.

Ning Jiaoyi stopped what she was doing, "What kind of drinking party?"

Jialing asked, "Have you forgotten? We were invited to the reception of Fortune magazine tonight. ”

"I really forgot, what time is it?" Ning Jiaoyi rubbed her temples, probably because there have been too many things recently, and her brain capacity is not enough.

Jialing: "Seven o'clock." ”

Ning Jiaoyi: "Okay, I know, you can go with me." ”

"I'll revise the draft tonight, and Yan Qijiang will go with you. Jialing raised his eyebrows, "He will come over in a moment." ”

Ning Jiaoyi: "You two have discussed it." ”