Being threatened so far, the woman gritted her teeth fiercely, "I'll just leave, why are you pretending to be cold!"

Watching the woman leave with her waist shaking, the bartender slowly let out a breath, and smiled at Jing Yihong: "Boss Ling, I'm really sorry for the facts just now, I'll treat you to a glass of wine, and I hope you don't have the same knowledge as this kind of person .”

"There's no need for alcohol. Don't let such a scheming woman enter the bar again."

"Yes, yes, yes." The bartender agreed repeatedly, and quickly mixed a glass of wine for him.

Nangong He hurried into the bar, saw Jing Yihong sitting alone at the bar drinking, and walked towards him quickly.

"What's the matter with you? What's the matter now, and you're still drinking in the bar?" Nangong He was a little worried about him, so he couldn't help showing a bit of blame in his tone.

Jing Yihong smiled bitterly, "What does it have to do with me? No matter how much I pay, in the eyes of outsiders, I'm just a softie who climbed up to the Nangong family."

"Why do you think so?" Nangong He frowned, he had never thought this way before, and he never thought that Jing Yihong would look down on him so much.

"Did you hear any gossip? Didn't you never care what others said before? What happened today? Did you quarrel with Chia?"

Jing Yihong shook his head, "It's nothing, I just don't know the meaning of everything I do."

"Why do you think so? If it weren't for you in the company, I'm afraid I would be suppressed even worse by those shareholders now."

Nangong He reached out and patted Jing Yihong's shoulder, comforting him: "In my heart, you are a symbol of security, and I believe it is also in Qian Ya's heart."

Seeing that Jing Yihong's face was still gloomy, Nangong He said with a guilty expression on purpose: "Don't belittle yourself, don't forget, you are one of the best in Mangcheng, if it wasn't for helping me, you would have I can go back and be your boss."

The originally suppressed mood was relieved a lot because of Nan Gonghe's words, Jing Yihong raised his glass and smiled helplessly, "I am too negative."

Nangong He clinked glasses with him, and the two drank the foreign wine in the glasses.

When the two came out of the bar, Jing Yihong was completely drunk, and it was only because of Nan Gonghe pulling his arm and dragging his waist that he didn't fall to the ground.

Nangong He took a lot of effort to stuff the person into the car, then let out a long sigh of relief, called the driver to come over, then opened the door to get in the car, sat in the co-pilot and waited quietly for the driver to come.

The car window was knocked twice, and Nangong He, who had already fallen asleep in a daze, woke up suddenly. Seeing the driver, he immediately unlocked the car door.

The driver got into the car and asked in amazement, "Si Shao, weren't you still working overtime at the company two hours ago? Why did you come to the bar to drink again? Are you in good health?"

"No problem, it's better than him getting drunk in a bar alone, so that Chiya won't worry."

The driver asked at the right time: "Do you want to send President Ling back to the villa on Qingnan Road?"

Nangong He was about to agree, but suddenly thought of something, and immediately changed his words: "Go back to the old house."

Even if Jing Yihong was sent back to the villa, no one took care of him. Right now, Ruan Qianya was guarding the old man in the hospital, and Li Ma had to take care of the children in the villa, so she had no time to take care of him.

On the way back to the old house, Nan Gonghe called Ruan Qianya and told her that Jing Yihong was with him, reassuring her.

When Ruan Qianya heard that Jing Yihong was drunk, how could she let it go?
After hanging up the phone, Ruan Qianya sat alone in the ward anxiously, muttering to herself: "I don't know if Nangong He can take good care of him, and I can't leave..."

Before she finished speaking, she clearly saw the old man's fingers move twice.

Ruan Qianya's eyes widened in surprise, "Grandpa, can you hear me?"

The old man didn't open his eyes, but moved his fingers again, and Ruan Qianya cried out of joy.

She rang the bell vigorously, and the doctor rushed over with a panicked expression, "What's wrong?"

"He moved his fingers a few times just now. Is he going to wake up?" Ruan Qianya's hand holding the doctor's arm was trembling, excited and nervous at the same time.

The doctor was also very surprised. He didn't answer Ruan Qianya immediately, but carefully checked the old man.

To the doctor's surprise, the old man's heartbeat was very strong, and he had a strong sense of survival, as if he was trying to wake himself up.

But he chose to hide the truth from Ruan Qianya.

"Miss Ruan, I'm sorry, the patient shows no signs of waking up."

"How is it possible? I clearly saw his fingers move just now!" Ruan Qianya didn't believe the doctor's words, but her heart was still filled with disappointment.

"It's just a muscle twitch caused by his prolonged coma, it doesn't mean he's about to wake up."

The smile on Ruan Qianya's face disappeared in an instant, and she slumped on the chair, with the heavy disappointment in her heart making her breathless.

The doctor left after comforting her a few words. The moment he walked out of the ward, he called Nangong Lingyu with a gloomy expression.

"Master Ling Yu, Chairman Nangong may be awake."

"What did you say? Didn't you say that the chances of him waking up are not high? Besides, haven't you been taking medicine to make him unconscious?"

Nangong Lingyu was so startled that he immediately sat up from the chair, with an expression of disbelief and panic in his eyes.

The doctor didn't expect this to happen, but it happened with such a low probability. This is probably what people call a miracle.

"Maybe it's because Ms. Ruan stayed by his side talking and chatting with him all day long, which constantly stimulated his consciousness and strengthened his willpower to survive."

Human willpower is a very powerful thing, and sometimes it can even fight against serious diseases, which is something that medicine cannot explain.

The doctor asked worriedly: "Master Ling Yu, what should we do now?"

Nangong Lingyu was silent for a few seconds, secretly exerting force on the hand holding the phone.

No matter what, the old man can't be woken up, otherwise everything they carefully arranged will be in vain.

A killing intent flashed in Nangong Lingyu's eyes.

"Find a chance to cut the weeds and roots, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

The doctor turned pale with fright, "Master Ling Yu, this is going to go to jail!"

The doctor was terrified and did not dare to take this risk.

Nangong He could only coerce and lure: "You have to help us, you have no choice now, if you don't agree with what I said, once the old man wakes up and the matter is revealed, do you think you can still escape?"

The doctor was startled, and he was already on the verge of riding a tiger.

After all, the doctor was still desperate, so he nodded weakly, "Okay, I will think about it carefully."

As soon as Nangong He dragged Jing Yihong into the door, he saw Feng Yiyun sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Nangong He's complexion sank immediately, and he asked coldly, "Why are you in the old house?"

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