Weng Ling was wearing high-heeled shoes. Because she was protecting his hands, she didn't pay attention. She was thrown away by him. Her feet were unsteady and she staggered two steps backwards. In the end, she stepped on the grapes on the ground and fell firmly. on the ground.
"Miss Weng!" The guard hurried forward to help her up.
"Don't touch me!" Weng Ling whispered, kneading her painful ankle skillfully, after a while, she got over the excruciating pain, and then she stood up with the support of the guards.
"I didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have vented my anger on you." The vicious appearance of youth has seldom occurred these years.
Sheng Dong didn't know what happened to him today, his temper was so violent.
Weng Ling didn't expect him to apologize so sincerely, so she waved her hand quickly: "It's okay, I didn't stand firm myself, I know you are in a bad mood and shouldn't move forward, but you really can't be discharged from the hospital now, once Infected, the consequences are very serious."
Weng Ling explained softly, her temper was so good that it made people feel guilty.
Sheng Dong stared at her blankly, and suddenly thought of Wen Xiaoxiao from the past.
In the past, he had treated her so badly, even worse. At that time, she tolerated him without a bottom line.
It was always easy to forgive him.
Looking back, his young master's temper was too hurtful.
Over the years, he has restrained himself a lot. Facing Weng Ling's kind persuasion, he nodded and lay back on the bed.
The two guards looked at each other with astonishment in their eyes, they didn't expect the young master to be persuaded.
"Miss Weng, let me help you see a doctor."
Seeing that Sheng Dong no longer insisted on leaving the hospital, Weng Ling immediately felt relieved. She moved her ankle, which still hurt a little, so the guards helped her to find a nurse and asked for some medicated oil to rub.
Another guard stayed in the ward to clean up the mess.
"Miss Weng, you are amazing. I have been with the young master for so many years, and I have never seen him listen to anyone."
Weng Ling was taken aback, a little embarrassed: "Really? It should be because you are here, he can't help but leave the hospital."
"That's not true, the young master has such a temper, if he really insists on being discharged from the hospital, he can directly kill us with a gun."
Weng Ling's mood suddenly became exceptionally good, as if her injured ankle didn't hurt much anymore.
After rubbing some medicated oil at the nurse's station, Weng Ling returned to the ward.
The ground has been tidied up.
Sheng Dong's cold face heard the sound of the door opening, and saw her limping in, a little sorry: "Are you all right? Did you sprain it?"
Weng Ling smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, it will be fine tomorrow."
Only then did Sheng Dong nod his head, and turned his gaze to the window, wondering what he was thinking.
Weng Ling looked at his handsome and monstrous side face. She had never seen a man who could look so monstrous, as if he had stepped out of an anime.
The sunlight outside the window shone golden on his face, making him look even more unreal.
Weng Ling sat on the chair beside the bed, looked at it, and blushed.
"Well, I also stewed chicken soup for you. There is a little Chinese medicine in it, which does not conflict with the medicine you are currently taking. It is good for your recovery. Would you like to drink some?"
Weng Ling said the last four words very softly, almost inaudible, with a little shyness and anticipation.
Sheng Dong was not in the mood to analyze the emotions in her words, but he was very embarrassed for touching her just now, and now it is even more inconvenient to waste her thoughts, so he nodded.
"good."
Weng Ling didn't expect him to agree so simply. Thinking of what the guard said just now, a big smile appeared on his face.
He got up quickly and took out the chicken soup. It was fragrant but not greasy, accompanied by a faint fragrance of Chinese medicine, which made people move their index fingers.
Weng Ling rocked his bed, put another pillow behind him, and then fed him chicken soup with a spoon.
"Be careful, it's a little hot." Weng Ling wiped the corner of his mouth for him, not letting go of the slightest expression on his face: "How is it, is it good?"
"En." Sheng Dong nodded, but in fact he didn't pay attention to the taste of the drink at all, his thoughts were not here at all.
He was thinking about how to make Yuyu accept Fanfan, how to make them get along peacefully, how to resolve the hatred in Wen Xiaoxiao's heart, and how to make her change her mind.
"If it tastes good, drink more. What do you want to drink tomorrow? How about rib soup?"
"No need, I don't have much appetite." Sheng Dong pushed her hand away, not wanting to drink any more.
Weng Ling looked at the bowl full of chicken soup, but didn't drink much at all.
"Is... isn't it good to drink?"
"No, it tastes good, but I have no appetite and can't drink it."
Seeing his frowning, Weng Ling knew that he had something on his mind, so she didn't force him anymore.
"By the way, why do you have to be discharged from the hospital? You know that your current body is not suitable for discharge. Is there something important?"
Shengdong has no choice now, he feels depressed and uncomfortable, and needs a listener, so he tells her about Yuyu and Fanfan.
"The family is in a mess now, my grandparents are old, I am the culprit, but I can only lie here like a waste, I want to go back and have a good talk with Yuyu, I want him to accept Fanfan, I Want him to come home."
Seeing Sheng Dong's irritable appearance, Weng Ling could empathize with him.
For some of these things, she is also a bystander along the way, so she can understand his feelings better.
More importantly, she found that her real thought was that she didn't want to see him so decadent, and wanted to make him happy.
"Grandpa Sheng and Grandma Sheng are indeed very old, and it's not suitable for them to worry about you anymore. How about this, I can help you persuade Grandpa Sheng to let you go home, but you have to promise me one condition."
"What conditions?"
"I'll go back with you. When I get home, you must listen to me. If I don't let you do anything, you can't do anything! The wound on your body is still very troublesome. In fact, it is best not to go to the hospital, because the risk of infection is too high. When you grow up, since I made a guarantee for you in front of Grandpa Sheng, then I have to supervise it personally, and if something happens to you, I can't bear the responsibility."
"How about it, do you agree? If you agree to listen to me, then I will call Grandpa Sheng immediately for you. "
As long as he can go home, he can promise anything, let alone follow the doctor's orders.
"No problem, I can promise you, but, is this too much trouble for you, in fact, I can hire a private doctor."
"No, I don't feel relieved to leave it to others." After Weng Ling finished speaking, she realized that the words were too revealing, and added: "Speaking of arrogance, this good doctor is not convinced by other people's medical skills. You The wound is really troublesome, and ordinary people really can't guarantee it for you."
"Also, can the private doctor you found help you convince Grandpa Sheng?"