A heavy rain suddenly poured down from the sky. It was just dawning in the early morning. The city that had been quiet for a night gradually began to become noisy again, and the flow of cars and people gradually increased.
A butterfly had its wings wet and could not withstand the impact of the rain. It hit the glass with a flutter, splashing liquid, and left the world with just a flutter.
Ling Jie's eyebrows moved, and he quietly looked at the blur and liquid, and his thoughts gradually returned to the past.
He didn't know what he was thinking of, but a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. He opened the window, and the icy cold wind blew in from outside the window and touched Ling Jie's face, which was cold. But his expression was not the same.
Nothing has changed because of the cold wind, and she still smiles brightly and sweetly.
Ling Jie clearly remembered an argument with his father when he was in junior high school. Because his father was so excited, he suddenly slammed the table and said, "I'm going to get out of here..."
That was the last shadow of his father left in Ling Jie's heart. Since that time, Ling Jie has never seen his father again, nor has he heard any news about his father.
"Bang bang..."
There was a loud noise in the room, which sounded like a heavy object falling from a low place. Ling Jie picked up a fruit knife next to him and rushed into the room angrily, shouting, "Damn it.
Rat, I'll dissect you alive today if you don't want to."
When he came to the room, Ling Jie flashed the fruit knife and waved it in front of him, trying to scare the mouse. Unexpectedly, he swallowed a burst of saliva and said, "Bingtong, you're awake."
It turned out that Bingtong fell from the head of the bed to the ground. Ling Jie hurriedly helped Bingtong up and held her on the head of the bed. He carefully leaned her against the head of the bed, holding her shoulders and looking left and right, "
Does your back still hurt?"
Bingtong shook his head, his lips were a little pale, the knife on his back was really severe, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Ling Jie stared at him, his tone reproachful, "Why don't you move? Look, now it's better, you fell out of bed again, and I thought you were a mouse..."
Bingtong twitched her lips, but she couldn't smile when she wanted to. Lingjie poured her a glass of hot water and fed her a few sips, but he felt that her complexion was better, and then he said, "This is Tengfei Hospital.
,The doctor has just given you a clear cut of the wound, the doctor said
It's okay. As long as you practice more, you can recover. As for the scar, I have also asked you about it. The top doctors in the country will come over and smooth it for you. They said that it can be restored to its original appearance 100%.
It won't leave any trace."
Bingtong suddenly felt something inexplicable in her heart, and looked at Ling Jie in surprise, "Why do you care about me so much? Since you are already so cold-blooded, why do you have to force yourself to do things you don't like to do."
Ling Jie didn't expect Bingtong to say such a devastating sentence. The breath he was about to exhale seemed to be stuck in his throat. It took him a while to exhale. He smiled and said, "Are you hungry? Already.
I haven’t eaten anything all night.”
Bingtong didn't say anything, she just turned her head away. She didn't dare to look at Ling Jie's face for some reason, "I'm not hungry."
Even though he said these simple words, Ling Jie felt endless pain in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, "I have something big, big, and secret to tell you, do you want to listen to it?
"
Women are generally more curious, and Bingtong is no exception. Especially Lingjie's pile of descriptions, such as "big, big, secret," aroused Bingtong's curiosity, but she didn't show it, deliberately
He said in a cold voice, "What?"
Ling Jie chuckled, "The two hundred brothers under Chu Hai finally understood and surrendered to the Kingdom of Abundance. In the end, I have to thank you for this."
How could Bingtong not know what Lingjie meant by these words? That day, Bingtong and Lingjie had a big quarrel about Lingjie's way of life. It was Bingtong who strongly suggested that Lingjie reduce unnecessary things.
Killing, but Ling Jie now told himself that two hundred brothers under Chu Hai had surrendered. In other words, he listened to his own opinions, and his new brother still had a kind heart like himself. It can be seen from this that
, my weight in his heart is still quite numb...
Bingtong felt ecstatic in her heart. After all, Ling Jie was still Ling Jie, but she couldn't show it, so she glanced at Ling Jie and her tone became much better, "So is Chu Hai dead?"
Ling Jie shook his head, his eyes calm, "No, he was saved by an extremely skilled expert. Chen and his three brothers combined are no match for that expert."
Bingtong was suddenly shocked. Chen Zhen's skills were considered good, but he and thirty brothers couldn't beat that man. That man's skills were indeed good. "Have you found out the identity of that person?"
Ling Jie shook his head, "There's no way to find out. I guess Chen Zhen was knocked unconscious at that time, so he didn't have time to remember the characteristics of that person. It's okay if Chu Hai is dead. Whether he dies or not doesn't have much impact on us.
Influence."
Bingtong suddenly coughed, and his already pale complexion turned pale due to the cough, which made people feel a little pity for him. Ling Jie hurriedly held his shoulders and patted the base of his neck gently, "No.
Just rest for a while if you can talk, I'll buy you some food, what do you want to eat?"
Bingtong felt much better, at least she knew that Ling Jie was not as cold-blooded as she thought, "As long as you buy it, I like it."
Ling Jie immediately looked bitter, God knows what she likes to do, "How about... I call Zhao Beijia and ask her to help make some food for you?"
When she mentioned the food cooked by Zhao Beijia, Bingtong's face changed drastically, "No, no, no, I think let's forget it. You can just buy something, such as fish head soup or something."
Ling Jie secretly observed Bingtong's face, and sure enough, this guy's face turned half blue. It seems that Zhao Beijia's cooking is truly the best in the world, and more terrifying than poison. Zhao Beijia, Zhao Beijia, you are so amazing!
Ling Jie pretended not to hear clearly, stood up and walked out, muttering, "Oh, fish head soup, um, I'll call back right now and ask Zhao Beijia to make one for you."
Bingtong's face turned cold, "Ling Jie, Ling Jie, stop, stop... If you dare to call Zhao Beijia, I have no interest in you..."
Ling Jie shrugged his shoulders, turned around and gave Bingtong a startling smile, "Don't worry, I won't let Zhao Beijia cook this time, I'm going to do something incredible."
Illness looked at Ling Jie angrily, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling, "What's more incredible?"
Ling Jie chuckled, making Bingtong's scalp feel dizzy. "To show my sincerity, I have to cook the food myself this time. It's fun."
Obviously, a drop of sweat bigger than a fist fell from Bingtong's forehead, "Can you eat the food you cooked?"
What's more obvious is that Ling Jie's eyes were as big as a person's head, "Ah? Let me tell you, my cooking skills are definitely not on the same level as Zhao Beijia's."
Hearing that Ling Jie wanted to cook for herself, Bingtong felt very happy in her heart. Only now did this guy know how to care about her, "Oh? It's good if you can eat it. Okay, today I will try the cooking skills of famous chef Ling."
Already."
Ling Jie nodded repeatedly and said seriously, "If Zhao Beijia's cooking skills can be regarded as a cooking fairy, then I can say that she is a cooking god. Don't worry, I'm leaving."
A few minutes after Ling Jie left, Bingtong suddenly realized, "Aren't the Cooking Fairy and the God of Cooking similar... Ah, Ling Jie... How can you eat such a meal when you come back..."
In Bingtong's room, Ling Jie still had a smile on his face, but as soon as he walked out of the room, the smile on his face gradually faded, and was finally replaced by a frown. Li Bao immediately came up to him, "Brother, Miss Bingtong's injury
how's it going?"
Ling Jie took a deep breath, "I'm not worried about her injuries. What I'm worried about is her heart. If she doesn't agree with the way I do things..."
Ling Jie suddenly stopped and said no more. He changed the subject and asked, "Are Mu Qing and Chen Qiang awake?"
Li Bao looked frustrated, "Not yet, it has been a full eighteen hours, and they are still in the critical stage. The doctor said they may die at any time."
Ling Jie suddenly stopped and the car was silent. Li Bao had something to say, but when he saw Ling Jie like this, he didn't say anything.
"Take me to see which ward they are in." Ling Jie said calmly.
Li Bao nodded slightly. When the two came to Chen Qiang and Murong Qing's ward, there was a doctor guarding the room, recording the electrocardiogram next to him. When he saw Ling Jie and Li Bao coming in, he put down the pen in his hand.
After playing it, he made a silent gesture.
Ling Jie nodded quickly, and the doctor gave him a grateful smile, and then started taking notes. Ling Jie stood aside and watched quietly, looking at the faces of Chen Qiang and Murong Qing for half an hour.
.
The doctor then put down his pen and stood up, signaling Ling Jie to follow her outside the ward to talk.
"Who is in charge here?" The doctor raised his eyes, looking at Ling Jie and Li Bao in disappointment.
Ling Jie felt a sudden pain in his heart, "It's me. How are their injuries? When will they be able to pass the critical period?"
The doctor looked Ling Jie up and down, and then said, "Please come with me."
Ling Jie asked Li Bao to stay and watch Chen Qiang and the other two, while he followed the doctor into the office.
"Doctor, you've been betrayed. If you have anything to say, just say it." Ling Jie found that he was very nervous at this time. His heart was always tightening.
The doctor took out a report, handed it to Ling Jie, and explained, "The injuries of the two men are not serious. The man is better. He just injured his liver. The liver has a strong regenerative ability. He should be able to recover for a few days."
During the dangerous period, that woman is in danger."
Ling Jie suddenly leaned forward, "What's wrong?"
The doctor was disappointed, "The woman's injury was serious and she broke a section of her spine. If surgery is needed, there is only one way. That is to use her cells to clone and regenerate the spine bones, but this requires too much technology. Only
Only the National Academy of Medicine has this technology.”
The doctor looked at Ling Jie apologetically, his eyes more or less apologetic, "So, this woman probably can't be saved. It's impossible for the National Academy of Medical Sciences to treat an ordinary person so easily."
People use this technology.”
Ling Jie seemed to be deflated, "Are there no private institutions in other countries that have this technology?"
The doctor shook his head, "This technology is still in the research stage in the world and has not been put into the market. It cannot be bought with money."
Seeing Ling Jie's disappointed expression, the doctor explained, "Sir, we have tried our best. You... have to be mentally prepared. Even if she wakes up, she will not live for three days. If she is very important to you, I suggest you