In the consulting room, Song Feixue covered her head and shook her head in pain.
"Ah, my head hurts so much..."
The doctor was guiding her, "Ms. Song, think about it carefully. Who have you seen and where have you been before the 6th of this month?"
"I, I..."
Song Feixue looked pale and very weak, "I can't remember..."
As he said that, he started to tremble. "No, I don't want to think about it! Ah Zheng!"
Nie Zheng immediately came forward, "Feixue, I'm here."
The moment she saw Nie Zheng, Song Feixue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and held his hand.
"It's good that you are here. I'm so scared, really scared."
"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Nie Zheng reassured her, "Look clearly, this is Qinyuan, no one can hurt you."
Song Feixue's eyes were red and she held Nie Zheng tightly. "Zheng, I don't want to see outsiders."
Nie Zheng waved to the doctor, and the doctor withdrew. "Okay, it's just me."
Song Feixue lowered her eyes and swallowed, "What should I do?"
Nie Zheng didn't know how to persuade her. After all, what happened to Song Feixue was not an ordinary thing.
"Zheng, can I still be okay?"
Song Feixue covered her eyes in pain.
"Now, I even hate myself... How did I become like this? Zheng, I'm sick, I'm a madman!"
"Don't say that." Nie Zheng frowned, "It will get better. It will definitely get better."
The cell phone vibrated in Nie Zheng's pocket.
He knew it was Xiaoxiao and it was wrong of him to hang up the phone like that, but he had no choice.
Song Feixue's eyes suddenly darkened, "Is it her?"
Yes. Nie Zheng was silent and nodded.
"She..." Song Feixue's face froze, "Does she know about me?"
Nie Zheng shook his head, "I didn't tell her. This is your business, I'm not qualified to say it."
Song Feixue breathed a sigh of relief. This is what Nie Zheng is good at.
Nie Zheng is not a woman, and she can treat such things as gossip when she opens her mouth. Respecting friends is an upbringing in Nie Zheng's bones.
He hoped that Song Feixue could survive this incident safely and continue her life. Of course, it would be best for her to die here.
"..." Song Feixue couldn't hold back and leaned into Nie Zheng's arms.
"How great would it be if you came that day? If you came, I would, I wouldn't..."
Nie Zheng frowned. As a friend, it was true that he didn't believe her that time. Things had happened, and Nie Zheng could only try his best to help her.
Nie Zheng said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry."
Song Feixue raised her head, "Azheng, you will help me, right?"
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded, "Of course."
"Heh..." Song Feixue laughed, "I knew it would be like this."
She pointed to his pocket and said, "Your cell phone has been ringing. Answer it quickly."
In front of Song Feixue, Nie Zheng hesitated.
"It doesn't matter."
Song Feixue smiled lightly, "If you find it inconvenient, then go pick her up outside. I'll be fine. You and Xiaoxiao are together, and I'm happy for you."
Um.
Nie Zheng nodded, "I'll wait for you to rest before I go back to her."
"Then she won't be angry?" Song Feixue laughed.
"No." Nie Zheng shook his head, and when he mentioned Feng Xiaoxiao, there was a soft light in his eyes, "Xiaoxiao is not that ignorant. Although, she is a bit childish."
"so……"
Song Feixue smiled and nodded, "That's good, I just don't want you to have any more misunderstandings because of me."
Nie Zheng nodded, "No, don't think too much."
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After Song Feixue took a rest, Nie Zheng immediately called Feng Xiaoxiao back.
"Nie Zheng!"
Feng Xiaoxiao answered almost immediately, with a sharp voice that could penetrate Nie Zheng's eardrums. Nie Zheng rubbed his eyebrows.
Dumbfounded, "I heard it."
"snort!"
Feng Xiaoxiao hummed, "You said you'd fight in a moment, but I've been waiting for a long time! What are you busy with? Are you..."
"I'm here at Fisher."
Feng Xiaoxiao was startled. This was originally what she wanted to question Nie Zheng, but Nie Zheng said it so straightforwardly and openly, which made her look stingy.
"..."
Feng Xiaoxiao looked sour and pouted, "What are you doing?"
Haha. Nie Zheng laughed, "Xiaoxiao, Feixue is my friend, and she is different from you. Didn't we make it very clear?"
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao puffed out her cheeks. Although she agreed, there was nothing wrong with her whole body.
"You promised me not to think wildly." Nie Zheng coaxed in a gentle voice.
Feng Xiaoxiao seemed to have hit cotton with a fist, "...oh."
Then he asked: "Are you coming over today?"
Nie Zheng raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's very late today, tomorrow, okay? I'll pick you up tomorrow."
It was indeed getting late, and Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't say much.
After hanging up the phone, Feng Xiaoxiao remembered that she hadn't even told Nie Zheng properly about the script of "Gone Together".
Originally, she wanted to share this joy with him.
"never mind."
Feng Xiaoxiao threw the phone away and fell on the bed. Suddenly, she lost interest. Although she could call Nie Zheng now, she had no desire to talk at all.
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Nie Zheng has been really busy recently, and Nie Hongxin went home.
Because the account book was not found, Nie Zheng spent a lot of money and used various connections to bail Nie Hongxin out.
The day Nie Hongxin returned to his old home, Nie Zheng also went back.
Ye Wanrong dressed up carefully, and nervously asked her son from time to time, "Zheng, am I okay with this?"
Well, Nie Zheng nodded, "Very beautiful."
This is not a simple compliment from a son to his mother. Ye Wanrong has been pampered since she was a child, and she married into the Nie family. Of course, she is better maintained than ordinary people. But in terms of appearance, Ye Wanrong is much younger than her actual age.
However, Nie Zheng felt worried when he looked at his mother's eyes. It was a desolate and lonely look. He only hoped that Nie Hongxin would get better after he came back.
From the entrance, the old butler's voice came: "Mr. Nie, you are back."
Ye Wanrong's body shook violently, and she stared straight ahead. Then, Nie Hongxin walked in wearing a long windbreaker and tugging on cotton slippers.
"Hongxin." Ye Wanrong stepped forward and looked up at him, "You are finally... back."
Nie Hongxin chuckled and yawned.
He glanced at Nie Zheng and said, "Go home, don't be so exaggerated. I feel uncomfortable and want to take a shower and sleep."
"good."
Ye Wanrong hurriedly agreed, "I'm going to give you some water right away. You've been suffering these days."
Nie Hongxin laughed and said, "I gave birth to a good son and lived a wonderful life. Where did I suffer? Haha."
Nie Zheng frowned, Nie Hongxin had already gone upstairs.
"mom."
Nie Zheng picked up his coat and said, "They are back, you... just take care of yourself."