Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

"Miss Ning, please go back to your room."

A bodyguard flew over.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at Donglan Yue, frowned, stood still and said, "I want to see Donglan Di! You let me talk to him... "

Donglan Yue is now unwilling to pretend to be kind to her. She can only say these things to Donglan di.

"Take her back to her room!"

But before she finished, Dong lanyue suddenly interrupted her with an emphasis. The bodyguard immediately stepped forward, grabbed Ning Qiao's slender arm and said, "Miss Ning, please go back to your room!"

Yes, please. In fact, the bodyguard dragged her into the room.

"You let go of me! Let go! What are you doing? " Ning Qiaoqiao screamed and struggled with both hands and feet, but he was not the opponent of the bodyguard at all. He was directly pushed into the room.

"Bang!"

The bodyguard closed the door.

Ning Qiaoqiao ran to the door, slapped the door panel and shouted out: "Donglan Yue, I want to find Dr. Song! Dr. Song! I don't want the quack here! Son of a bitch... "

At the end of the cry, she was angry and kicked the door.

……

Outside the door.

Across a door, there was a constant cry of Ning Qiaoqiao.

The bodyguard frowned and said respectfully, "second young master, she suddenly insisted on looking for Dr. Song. Does she already know that Dr. Song has been accepted by us..."

"Impossible!" Donglan Yue's expression and eyes were very cold. He narrowed his eyes and disdained the tunnel: "she is managed here and can't get in touch with the outside news. How can she know that Dr. Song is dead?" After a pause, he continued, "besides, what if she knows? Just find an excuse to perfunctory her. Can she turn the sky upside down? "

"Yes." The bodyguard accepted respectfully and said, "the second young master... She said she would change a doctor to treat her..."

"Then change it for her. She can change it as she likes. It's no problem every day." Donglan Yue sneered.

"Yes, my subordinates understand what to do." The bodyguard is respectful.

Donglan Yue really changed her doctor, but not Dr. Song.

"Go and call Donglan Yue. I'm not talking about changing a doctor like you!" Ningqiao stared coldly at the doctor carrying the medicine box.

"Miss Ning, the second young master is very busy now. He has no time to see you. I advise you to cooperate with the treatment." The doctor is neither humble nor arrogant.

"I don't believe your medical skills. I ask for a good one!" Ningqiao is not angry.

The doctor smiled: "Miss Ning, even if you shout until tomorrow, you will still get a doctor like me. Well, I'd better deal with the wound for you."

Ning Qiao, of course, didn't want the doctor to treat her wound. On the grounds of poor medical skills, he kicked the doctor out directly.

Closing the door, Ning Qiao leaned against the door panel with a frown.

Donglan Yueguo really didn't invite Dr. Song for her, and what did the doctor say just now mean?

No matter how she shouted, it would only be a doctor like him. This means telling her that Dr. Song is dead, isn't it?

Ning Qiaoqiao couldn't tell what it was like. There was an emotion in her heart that seemed to jump out, which made her want to shout hysterically, but she couldn't shout. She had to bite her lips tightly and endure it.

Next, Ning Qiaoqiao didn't have the strength to find Donglan Di again, and forced him to ask when he would contact Yu shaomo. He also didn't have the strength to find Donglan Yue again and asked for a doctor, because she was really ill.

Knowing the news of Dr. Song's death and being tossed for so many days in a row, Ning Qiao's body was more fragile than ordinary people, and finally couldn't support it anymore.

Donglanyue didn't take it seriously at first. He still found a doctor for her, but he began to be anxious after he didn't get better.

After all, ningqiao is still very important to them now. Even if she is going to die, she must not die now.

The doctor changed several times, but ningqiao's disease still didn't improve.

"Cough..."

At noon, Ning Qiao lay on the bed and made a violent cough.

"Click."

The bedroom door was opened from the outside. Ning Qiao covered his lips and narrowed his eyes. Dong lanyue came in with a doctor in a white coat.

"Did you change people today?" Ning Qiaoqiao looked away from the box in the doctor's hand. His pale lip raised a weak sneer and said, "save your strength. As I said earlier, the people here are quacks and can't cure me at all."

"Ningqiao, don't play tricks!"

Donglan Yue frowned coldly.

Ning Qiao felt funny, looked at him coldly and said, "you call a doctor every day, watch me take medicine and give me injections. What tricks do I play?"

Because her illness didn't improve, Dong Lansheng had scolded Dong Lansheng. Dong Lansheng's eyes sank and ordered the doctor: "cure her for me! As long as you can cure her, I'll give you as much money as you want! If you can't cure it, you don't want to live! "

"Yes..."

The doctor bowed his head obediently and seemed frightened.

“……”

Ning Qiao looked at the scene with ironic eyes.

Donglan Yue thought that by scaring the doctor, she would be cured.

In fact, the doctors who treated her before didn't do their best? But her physical condition is different. Their medical skills are not enough.

I'm afraid only one person in the world can cure her, but that person is dead.

She has been ill for several days, and Donglan's three father and son are very obvious, but even so, she didn't invite Dr. Song, which shows that there is only one reason. Dr. Song is really gone.

"Cough, cough..."

Ning Qiao covered his lips and coughed again.

Donglan Yue was obviously not interested in seeing her treatment process. He turned and walked away. The doctor put the medicine box on the table and took out some medicine bottles and instruments from it.

Ning Qiao took a breath and looked at his every move. His voice was weak and said, "you don't have to be busy. No matter what you do, you can't cure me."

"How can I do it without trying?"

The doctor said.

"It's no use." Ning Qiao smiled and said, "I don't despise your medical skills, but you really can't cure me. Save your strength. Go out and tell Donglan Yue to change another person. Anyway, he plays this game every day."

"Really?" The doctor came over, slightly opened some quilts, took her hand out from under the quilt, saw some blue and purple pinholes on the snow-white arm, frowned and whispered, "I thought you should have some confidence in me, second young grandmother."

Ning Qiao smiled: "I... what do you call me?"

Before he finished, he suddenly stopped. Ning Qiao looked straight at the plain looking strange man standing in front of him.