When the servant saw Nangong Ling's car approaching, he hurriedly walked out of the courtyard and waited for the master's decision. Since Nie Tong came to this villa, every night, she would wait except for waiting. However, the final result would disappoint her and disappoint her.
She lost her mind. At this time, all the glasses and vases in the room were smashed to pieces by her, and the servants did not dare to step forward to stop her.
Nangong Ling handed the key to the servant standing at the door. Hearing the sound inside, he couldn't help but frown. Nie Tong would never come back. When he opened the door, he saw the cup.
As well as the remains of the vase, several young servants with scratches on their bodies stood motionless.
When Nie Tong heard the sound of the door opening, he thought it was another servant coming to dissuade him. The vase in his hand flew towards the door without any warning. When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but stepped back, but the vase had already passed by.
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Nangong Ling turned sideways, and the vase fell with a "clang" sound, leaving several marks on the wall. The servant behind was so frightened that he covered his face with his arm. Nangong Ling looked at this situation, and he could tell
, this seemed to have become a common occurrence when he was away. Looking at Nie Tong hiding on the sofa, he thought of Nangong Hao's words again, tried hard to suppress his anger, stepped forward to control the servants one by one, and then sat down.
Come to Nie Tong's side.
Nie Tong's face was filled with tears, and there were some blood stains left by the glass on her hands. She saw that the cold Nangong Ling did not look at her, but sat quietly next to her. All the grievances in her heart turned into tears at this moment.
, leaning sideways in Nangong Ling's arms, commanding him: "Why!? You promised me to get married, but do you really regard me as your bride? I really don't care how many women you have outside
, I just ask you to take some time to accompany me at night, I will be lonely too, Brother Ling, what should I do? I don’t want this either."
Nangong Ling did not push Nie Tong away and let her tears drip onto his high-end designer suit. Falling in love with him was a mistake, but because of the grievances between her parents, it should have been more difficult to restrain their feelings.
Painfully, the room had become much quieter. Nangong Ling put Nie Tong's hand in his palm and stroked it carefully. If possible, he would rather be her dearest person for the rest of his life: "It's very late. Go to bed. I've already arranged the wedding."
Now that you are ready, feel free to be a beautiful bride."
Nie Tong especially hated Nangong Ling's indifferent expression, but in front of him, she would always be as humble as a maid. After hearing such words, she could only wipe away her tears, put her arms around his neck, and sit on his lap: "
I am also very tired, so you hug me and coax me to sleep like you did when you were a child."
The two people in the room were sitting on the sofa and cuddling with each other. Nie Tong's tears fell again unknowingly. Falling in love with this ruthless person was the most painful thing in her life, but at this time, she had no look back.
the road.
After Nie Tong fell asleep, Nangong Ling carried her back to the bedroom. He looked at the time before dawn, massaged her temples with his hands a few times, and then walked directly into the study. After the maid on duty brought her a cup of coffee,
Then he went downstairs to clean the battlefield just now.
After a sleepless night, memories were racing through Nangong Ling's mind. When Jiang Xiyan's sudden figure came into his mind, he had to get up and go to the bath next to him to wake himself up.
A few hours passed quickly in Nangong Ling's busy life. In the early morning, the servants downstairs began to prepare breakfast. Nie Tong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stood up. When he saw the environment he was in, he thought of everything last night and couldn't help but
Shouting loudly, "Brother Ling, Brother Ling..."
Nangong Ling heard the sound and came to the bedroom from the study. When Nie Tong saw Nangong Ling appear, he lay back on the bed with peace of mind. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he was startled by the red in front of his eyes.
When entering the door, Nangong Ling had already noticed the blood flowing from Nie Tong's nose. He quickly took out a tissue from the table and handed it over, and sat next to Nie Tong to wipe it for her.
Nie Tong raised his head, his nose had been blocked by the tissue, but it didn't take long for the blood to flow out again, and he kept changing the tissue in his hand.
Nangong Ling looked at Nie Tong, who was bleeding profusely, and began to feel anxious. Recently, he discovered that Nie Tong had lost a lot of weight, and this happened to him in the office last time, but he didn't think too much about it at the time.
The servant who received the call was shocked when he saw the scene. He rushed forward to clean Nie Tong's face. Nangong Ling stopped another servant and asked, "Has the lady appeared recently?"
Have you ever been through this situation?"
The servant lowered his head and trembled, and answered in a low voice: "Yes...when Miss just came back...it happened a few times. Last time, my foot was pricked and there was a lot of blood. It couldn't be stopped no matter how hard it was. And recently it has also been...
I have always had a fever, but it got better after taking antipyretics. This is the first time this has happened today."
Pushing aside the busy servant next to him, Nangong Ling picked up Nie Tong, who was covered in blood and sweating, and ran directly downstairs. The driver was already waiting at the door. After they got in the car, he accelerated the accelerator and flew towards the hospital.
The doctor arranged all the examinations urgently, and Nie Tong's bleeding was stopped. She was also very nervous. She grabbed Nangong Ling's hand and held on tightly: "Brother Ling, I'm afraid, I don't want to do it.
Check, I don’t want to do it..."
Nangong Ling held her little hand, and the cold hand had no warmth because of fear. This kind of Nie Tong made Nangong Ling feel even more distressed. This was the sister he grew up with. No matter what happened, he would not
Regardless: "Don't worry, it's just a routine check. It'll be fine. I'll be waiting for you here."
Finally, Nie Tong obediently let go of Nangong Ling's hand and was pushed into the examination room by the doctor.
In the lounge, Nangong Ling paced back and forth. Today's society is very developed, and Nie Tong's symptoms have made him suspicious, but he can only wait for the results of the examination.
Half an hour later, Nie Tong was injected with anesthesia and fell asleep. The attending doctor brought Nangong Ling to his office and handed the test results to Nangong Ling's hands. The usually serious doctor could only
Neng explained the condition carefully: "President, Miss...she has leukemia, and it is in the advanced stage..."
Nangong Ling quickly looked through the information in his hand. He didn't understand many of the English data, but when he heard such an answer, he didn't believe it. He raised his head, with worry in his eyes: "How is it possible? She has no symptoms.
None, I just had a nosebleed when I woke up this morning. Are there any errors in these tests?"
The young doctor shook his head. No one had expected such an answer: "This situation has not happened for a day or two. I think the lady just didn't say anything. There is another thing that I don't know whether I should say or not."