"Didn't you hear? Say it again, Li Jinzhe is negotiating with Dean Cheng today."
An Ning's originally calm voice became a little nervous.
Song Wei couldn't help but snicker when she saw the change in An Ning's face.
"What, worried?"
An Ning understands Song Wei's temptation and unreasonable feeling
I don’t know whether to love this person more or hate him more
An Ning feels tired
How did the two of them end up in such a situation?
I can’t love, I can’t hate, I don’t know who to blame, so I have to blame myself
I don’t even know how to express my worries.
"It's up to him"
An Ning waved his hands feebly and smiled bitterly.
Whatever he wants
Let him die
Women always like to say that
But if it were true, who would be willing to do it?
So when An Ning heard that Li Jinzhe was injured and admitted to the hospital, the hand that was pouring boiling water shook and he poured it all over his feet.
Because the weather was getting hot, An Ning was wearing sandals, and the hot water poured straight onto An Ning's insteps.
She screamed in pain
When Li Mu saw it, he quickly pulled her feet under the cold water and kept running. He scolded her heartbrokenly: "Why are you so careless?"
Then I picked up An Ning and went to the hospital.
We went to the Li family hospital.
After Shen Ran found out, he rushed over
An Ning sat motionless and did not refute Shen Ran's request to go to the VIP ward.
An Ning hasn't been out for a long time
It actually feels like a world away
I was numb from the heat just now and didn't feel anything, but now that I'm taking the medicine, the pain is even more obvious.
An Ning's small, white and tender instep was burned red, and it looked like it was going to cause blisters.
Shen Ran carefully lifted An Ning's foot and blew on it little by little, hoping to relieve the pain.