private marriage

Wu Juan pleaded on the other end of the phone, "Nuan Nuan, let me tell you the truth, I don't have much money, I can't find anyone to help..."

"How much do you need, I'll call you."

Wu Juan froze for a moment, "You...you don't want to see me, are you afraid that I will blame you?"

"No, there are a lot of things going on at home recently, and I can't go out."

"Is it okay for a while? How about half an hour?"

Ling Nuanqing didn't speak, maybe hesitating, Wu Juan continued with a hoarse voice, "I don't want to lose you as a friend, really. I woke up in a hospital bed, alone, and the first person I thought of was you... ..."

"I don't know if you have been implicated by me. I feel very sorry for you."

Wu Juan choked up on the other end of the phone, and Ling Nuanqing walked up the steps until she reached the second floor before her footsteps stopped lightly.

"I can't, really."

"Then I'll come over and find a place to eat near your house, okay?"

After experiencing so many things, Ling Nuanqing has already learned how to refuse.

"I don't want people in my family to worry about me. He's too busy talking, and he still wants someone to stare at me. Haven't I become a troublemaker? How about this, you give me your bank card account number, and I can send you some money .”

Wu Juan looked to the side, trying to persuade her, but Ling Nuanqing's attitude was also very tough.

She felt that there was no need to embarrass herself, and there was no need to cause trouble for Ling Shaocheng at this time.

If he knew that she went to see Wu Juan, he might have to worry about what would happen.

Ling Nuanqing hung up the call, Wu Juan looked at the phone screen, and her eyes fell on the man next to her.

"You heard it too, she refused to see me."

The man threw a wad of money on the table and left without looking back.

Ling Shaocheng stayed at the hospital closely, and Ling Zheng and Jiang Lingshu also came over.

The atmosphere in the ward was oppressive, Ling Zheng walked outside and saw Ling Shaocheng sitting on the sofa, his eyes were a little dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Shao Cheng, go back and have a rest, your aunt and I are here."

Ling Shaocheng shook his head stiffly. "I do not go."

"You have been on guard for several days, and your body will not be able to bear it if you continue like this."

"Uncle, you go back first, I'm here with Grandpa, don't worry."

"Why are you so stubborn, kid?"

Ling Shaocheng shook his head, "I won't go back."

Jiang Lingshu closed the door of the ward, "But even if you stay here, your grandfather's illness will not recover suddenly."

"What if...he left suddenly?" Ling Shaocheng raised his head, his eyes were empty, and he could not see the light of Xingyao in them, "If I stay here, at least I can see him off for the last time, right? Let me see His last look, isn't he?"

Ling Zheng opened his mouth. He always thought that this child was influenced by his childhood and had a heavy psychological shadow. He had a cruel and ruthless personality. He didn't expect him to think more clearly than anyone else.

"Then don't tire yourself out."

"it is good."

The death of his parents dealt such a blow to Ling Shaocheng, and he still can't forget the coldness in the Ling family's old house.Mr. Ling put a shackle on him, which was heavy and painful, but mixed with strong family affection like blood and tears, and the shackles were endless.

Ming Yue went back to Four Seasons Genting, took some things, and was about to go to the hospital.

Ling Nuanqing followed for a few steps, "How is grandpa doing?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Ling asked you to take care of the child."

Ling Nuanqing followed step by step, and came to the stairs, "He...has he eaten well these few days?"

Ming Yue paused, turned to look at her, "Are you concerned about him?"

"If there is a meal without a meal, how can the body bear it?"

"Indeed," Ming Yue clutched the suitcase, with worried eyes, "I haven't eaten well for two days, and I always say I can't eat, so I just boil myself like this, why do you bother?"

Ling Nuanqing's heart sank slightly, and for some reason she felt a bit of sore heartache, "You persuade him."

Ming Yue couldn't help but smile wryly, "How can I persuade him? Mr. Ling will definitely find me annoying and throw me off the stairs."

He quickly went downstairs and left. After Ling Nuanqing sent him out the door, he hurried to the kitchen.

"Auntie."

"What's the matter, ma'am?"

"Let's make some chicken soup in the afternoon, and make some dishes that Mr. Ling likes. I'm going to the hospital."

The servant readily agreed. Ling Nuanqing originally wanted to do it by herself, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it.

If you have a meal with him, you have to eat something delicious, and you must not torture his stomach.

In the evening, Ling Nuanqing went to the hospital with several packing boxes. She didn't tell Ling Shaocheng in advance, but when she arrived at the floor where the old man lived, Ling Nuanqing was stopped outside the door.

Ming Yue was not around, and was temporarily sent out to deal with some matters.

The other person looked at the things in Ling Nuanqing's hand, "Go in."

"No, isn't it true that no one is allowed to enter?" The man next to him wanted to stop him.

"What do you know, this is Mr. Ling's wife, and she will be the eldest mistress of the Ling family in the future."

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Ling Nuanqing walked in with a big bag. The outside room was a resting place. She had just put the food on the table when she bumped into Ling Shaocheng who came out.

When the man saw her, he was obviously taken aback, "Why are you here?"

"Have you had dinner?"

"Someone will deliver it later."

Ling Nuanqing took out the packing boxes one by one, and filled a lot of dishes, "Auntie is afraid that you won't be able to eat well, so she asked me to deliver it."

Ling Shaocheng rolled up his cuff buttons, walked over and sat down on the sofa, "Auntie is worried about me, or are you worried about me?"

Ling Nuanqing squatted there without speaking, she handed the chopsticks to Ling Shaocheng.

He had no appetite at all, Ling Nuanqing got up to walk into the ward, but the man grabbed his wrist. "You don't need to go in."

"Let me see how grandpa is doing."

"same as usual."

Even if you go in, it won't change anything.

Ling Shaocheng asked Ling Nuanqing to sit down beside him, and he took a bite of every dish, but he didn't eat much.

If it wasn't because Ling Nuanqing personally sent it, he might not even be lazy to take another look.

Ling Shaocheng put down his chopsticks, and Ling Nuanqing was about to pick up some food for him, "Why don't you eat?"

"full."

"Nonsense, you eat less than me."

Ling Shaocheng smiled lightly at her, "I'm really full."

Ling Nuanqing picked up the spoon on the side. The rice in Ling Shaocheng's bowl didn't move much. She kept adding vegetables to it and peeled the shrimp. Ling Shaocheng laughed and said, "I won't eat, don't waste it."

Ling Nuanqing mixed the food together, scooped it up with a spoon, and brought it to Ling Shaocheng's mouth.

This is treating him like a child.

When Yan Yan doesn't like to eat, Ling Nuanqing feeds her.

Ling Shaocheng closed his mouth tightly and glanced, Ling Nuanqing touched her lips with a spoon. "Come on, open your mouth."

He had no choice but to open it, and Ling Nuanqing fed it all at once, it's not very good, a bowl of rice will soon bottom out.