Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"I'm not in the mood to prepare for the meeting." Even if nangongsen is angry again, the work still needs to be carried out.

"Yes!"

Nangongsen put away his bad mood and went to the meeting room. The tense meeting lasted until night.

Ji Liangchuan has been in the manor and has no plan to go back to LANWAN. Nangong Yue is also interested and doesn't bother.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Come in."

The bodyguard stood trembling at the door, looked at his husband and hardened his head.

"Sir, you haven't eaten all day. If you don't eat any more, your body will endure. " With a look in the bodyguard's eyes, the servant appeared at the door with a dinner plate. He didn't dare to go in and looked at his feet against his head.

Ji Liangchuan looked up and smelled a smell of rice.

"Well, how are you doing?"

The servant respectfully put down the plate and withdrew soon.

"Sir, I've checked and there's nothing wrong. The second lady didn't come back and has been studying in New Zealand. " The bodyguard said.

Ji Liangchuan didn't say anything. The bodyguard naturally kept silent.

The meal was quite comfortable. After dinner, Ji Liangchuan rested alone in the back mountain of the manor.

The air is cool and comfortable.

It's just, when he's free. What hovered in his mind was the face of Nangong orange. No matter what her attitude towards herself was, he was thinking about it.

Hate, why did she hate him?

Ji Liangchuan really can't figure it out. What do you hate him for?

Late at night, Ji Liangchuan held his mobile phone. Finally, he couldn't help sending a message to Nangong Orange: the gas is gone. Let's sit down and talk when we have time!

This message sank into the sea and didn't get a reply until Ji Liangchuan went to bed.

As far as the county hospital in city a, Han Jingshu was in a hurry.

Nangong orange was smashed on the construction site and is unconscious now. The head was wrapped in gauze, and the scratch on the face was more obvious. What was more fatal was the injured position. Only a millimeter of steel bar penetrated her heart, and even the gods could not save her life.

Han Jingshu stood outside the intensive care unit, rubbing her hands and pacing back and forth. Nangong orange's advice before going to bed came to mind, and she had to do it.

At that time, Nangong orange's consciousness was lax, but she grabbed her hand. She was as angry as you said: "don't tell my brother about my injury. Block... Block my injury. It can't be transmitted to Nangong group. I don't want to make it difficult for my brother to do it. Remember... If I die, bury me in the sea... "

I don't know if she can survive a disaster.

"After three days, she can get back her life and cultivate herself in the future!" The doctor's words also floated in her mind.

If she can't last three days, how should she explain to Nangong family?

What to do!

Han Jingshu was at a loss to sit on the stool in the corridor and felt out her mobile phone to see the time.

Didi

Nangong Sen's missed call jumped out of his mobile phone, while Ji Liangchuan's message jumped out of Nangong orange's mobile phone.

chat?

After thinking about it, Han Jingshu replied two words instead of her friend: no regrets, so she clicked send.

The information didn't come in. Han Jingshu leaned against the stool and slept.

Three days later, Nangong orange was transferred to the general ward.

"Sorry to worry you." Nangong orange holds Han Jingshu's hand and looks at her sunken eyes. She feels guilty.

"Nangongsen sent someone to take over your work. He doesn't know about your injury for the time being. He asked you to go back to Yin city. Are you going back? " Han Jingshu asked.