Fast Transmute: The Fickle Villain is Su and Pampered

Chapter 440 That Doctor, Very Su (7)

"I don't think...it's not good..." Doctor Nasu waved his hand hastily.

Ling Lian snorted and laughed: "Listen, why are you being polite with me? It's not good to see you working so hard."

After that, Ling Lian ignored Su Yu's obstruction, and slowly, slowly, told him the plot after the movie.

What he said all of a sudden made Su Yu extremely depressed, but he was a little helpless.

Lingdong came back later and asked himself some recovery questions.

Ling Lian nodded: "I'm recovering very well, but I can't get up and walk around for the time being, and there is no problem communicating with people at ordinary times."

"Yes, that's good. Are you sure you're all right? Can you still recall the details of the night you were killed?" Lingdong asked again.

Ling Lian lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then said: "Ah, I can probably remember all of them, it depends on what questions you ask."

"En." Lingdong nodded and answered another call.

After a while, a few people in police uniforms opened the door outside the ward.

Those people didn’t leave ink marks when they came. They just recorded one by one and took notes. They asked about the time, place, people, the cause of the incident, and the results. Those people finished their work, gestured to Lingdong and left.

Before leaving, he did not forget to reassure Linglian, saying that they will definitely be able to catch the suspect, so that Linglian should not worry.

"You have been in a coma for a long time. Although the police went to investigate at the first time, but the lack of necessary clues inevitably made the investigation a little slower." Lingdong said, "When you wake up later, I am afraid that your memory will not be able to keep up, so I specially asked you to recuperate. It took me a few days to get them over."

"Really..." Linglian thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Ah, then I wonder if my sister saw where my phone was left?"

"Mobile phone? What do you want that thing for now? Do you want to play games?"

"No." Linglian sighed, "I have messages from my former creditors on my mobile phone. I have been lying in the hospital for so long and I still haven't paid back the money. I have to make it clear to them."

"Oh? That's right." Lingdong raised his eyebrows, "I didn't see your mobile phone when I brought you here, and it must have been robbed, or it may have been left somewhere. If you need it, I will tell you later Let me go buy you a new one, do you have a favorite mobile phone brand?"

Linglian shook her head: "No."

For so many years, she has been using the Xiaobawang that she bought in the second-hand market for 20 yuan. It only retains the most basic functions of surfing the Internet, reading posts, receiving and calling, and sending messages. Thousands of dollars, that kind of mobile phone, she never dared to think about it.

"I see." Lingdong sighed, "Those creditors are really patient. You started to pay back the money when you were young, and those people didn't rush, and they didn't know whether those people were good or bad. Yes It’s bad, you can’t pay much at a time, and those people haven’t forced you to pay back the money faster, that’s right, those people haven’t made you pay less for the money that should be paid.”

"It's a matter of course to pay off debts, and people have no obligation to make me pay less." Linglian said.

Speaking of which, she had to thank those creditors for not mentioning the high interest rates to her.

Ling Dong listened with a smile: "That's right. But I quite like your attitude towards things. As for repaying debts and the like, don't worry about it. After dividing our property, the money will be repaid. But it's just a matter of your words, and now it's the most important thing to heal your wounds with peace of mind."

Ling Dong said that she is not very busy today, but she can spend more time with Ling Lian.

Ling Lian asked why he didn't accompany the old man. A dying person needs someone to accompany him even more when he is sick?

Lingdong snorted: "It's strange that the old man would let me accompany him. If I accompanied him, he would probably be afraid that he would die sooner. Since he is so unwilling, why should I accompany him?"

At lunch time, Lingdong specially ordered a bowl of porridge for Linglian.

Ling Lian had seen the porridge delivered in the package before when he was part-time job.

It was a very high-end restaurant, and the shop where she worked was next door to that restaurant.

I heard from other people that a glass of Sprite and Erguotou cold drink can be bought in their store for more than 50. People like Hei Cheng go to their store...

It can only be said that it is the idea of ​​rich people, they don't understand.

She didn't expect that one day she would be able to eat food from any store...

"Porridge..." Linglian glanced at the box that was delivered.

"Ah, it's porridge." Lingdong said, "Don't worry about it, I asked Dr. Su, you're recovering well, and you can eat some digestible liquid food. Don't get up, I'll feed you..."

"how much is it?"

"Ah... I didn't pay attention." Lingdong frowned slightly, as if recalling the price, "About 100? I remember it was a three-digit number starting with [-]. Why are you asking this?"

Linglian shook her head: "It's nothing, I'm just curious."

So no matter how expensive things are bought by rich people, they never look at the price.

Lingdong's casual nature made Lingdong feel a lot poorer.

But the feeling of strangeness in his heart was only fleeting. Seeing Lingdong got up and began to unpack the package, Linglian watched Lingdong's movements expectantly.

To be honest, she has never seen what a bowl of porridge that costs more than 100 yuan looks like.

After opening the box, there were still a few carefully trimmed carnations inside.

Lingdong raised his eyebrows: "But I'm considerate, I know it's an order from the hospital, and I sent this item specially. Although this restaurant is a bit more expensive, the service and the quality of the dishes have never been mentioned."

After Lingdong said this, Linglian was even more looking forward to what the porridge would look like.

I saw Lingdong next, and slowly took out a bowl of... porridge from a small, beautifully packaged box.

porridge?

No, no, this bowl of white porridge must not be ordinary white porridge. After all, it cost a lot of money, so there must be something special about being so expensive...

It's a pity that just when Lingdong picked up the spoon to feed Lingpian, her phone rang again.

Lingdong took out the phone and looked at the display screen, then frowned again, put down the bowl and went out to answer a call.

Ling Lian was in the ward looking at the white porridge that Ling Dong put on the bedside table eagerly.

"I'm really sorry." After answering the call, Ling Dong opened the door and came in and said to Ling Lian, "There is something sudden in our company, let me go, I may not be able to accompany you, sorry."

"Porridge……"

"Ah, I'll ask the doctors and nurses in the hospital to feed you porridge later, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)