Pushing open the high-end wooden door, Ning Xi rushed towards Yao Shuhua's bed anxiously. She didn't notice that there was an extra person standing next to her. She pulled Dr. An and asked: "Doctor An, what's wrong with my mother? Is she okay?
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Dr. An sighed and shook his head. His eyes fell on the man standing next to him. Ning Xi followed his gaze and saw the man next to him. She was stunned for a moment. Didn't Ma Chen say that he went to France just now?
?Why are you back?
Dr. An stood up, patted Nangong Zhan's shoulder helplessly, and said earnestly: "You are not a child anymore. You know that your mother has this disease, but you still make her so angry. You, I don't even know what to say."
is you."
"Take good care of it and don't leave any regrets in your life. After all, in this world, you really don't regret selling medicine." With that, Dr. An sighed and left with the medical kit.
Ning Xi stared at the unconscious Yao Shuhua on the bed. For a moment, she turned to look at the man standing next to her and asked softly: "Mom, what's wrong with her?"
Nangong Zhan glanced at Ning Xi blankly and said with a cold tone, "Ask me? Haven't you always been my mother's confidant? Don't you know?"
"I……"
"From now on, since you are the daughter-in-law of the Nangong family, you should fulfill your duties as a daughter-in-law and take good care of your mother-in-law. If my mother gets sick again, don't blame me for being rude to you."
Nangong Zhan turned to leave, but suddenly thought of something, turned around and said to Ning Xi: "Keep me close by. If my mother wakes up and wants to see me, ask A Biao to call me."
When he finished speaking, he was about to step out of the room, when Ning Xi stood up and called out to him, "A Zhan..."
The man suddenly stopped and turned his back to her. His figure looked cold, proud, noble, handsome and upright.
Ning Xi was afraid of disturbing the people on the bed, so she walked over and stood next to Nangong Zhan and said softly: "I... let's talk!"
Nangong Zhan glanced at her lightly, said nothing, and strode out of the room. Ning Xi also hurriedly walked out, closed the door of Yao Shuhua's room, and called her Filipino maid Xiao Tao to guard her.
In Nangong Zhan's study, the man sat with his legs crossed in front of the desk, flipping through the documents on the table with his slender fingers. Even though his mother was seriously ill in bed, he looked so blameless and cynical.
When Ning Xi walked in, he brought in his favorite Longjing tea and gently placed it beside his table.
Ning Xi also sat down, stared at his nonchalant expression and said, "I know that you are still unwilling to accept this marriage, but you shouldn't take it all out on Mom. She is old.
She also suffers from heart disease. If you keep doing this, she will really not be able to bear it."
"Besides, Mom is doing all this for your own good. A-Zhan, I don't expect you to change anything for this marriage. I just ask you not to worry Mom anymore or make her angry again, okay?"
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"Ha!" After hearing Ning Xi's words, Nangong Zhan threw away the documents in his hand, raised his eyes, and stared at the woman opposite him with amusement, a hint of sarcasm hanging from the corners of his eyes and lips.
"It's only been a few days, and I've changed my speech very quickly. I can call you mom so smoothly..." He narrowed his eyes, stood up and slapped the case, and spoke harshly to Ning Xi, "But I'm warning you, Du Ningxi,
Don't call my name like that, you don't deserve it. I feel disgusted when I call it A Zhan from your mouth. Who do you think you are? Do you really think you are the wife of Nangong Zhanming? Let me tell you, you really don't deserve it.
