His ex-husband finally went bankrupt!

Chapter 18 Hidden Tenderness

Yuan Heng was still under inspection, and Ning Lang couldn't go in to "disturb" him, so he sat far away on a bench in the corridor outside.

She swiped with her mobile phone.

Suddenly, a piece of local news caught her attention.

She read every word carefully and raised her eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, the Lin family actually climbed the big tree of Mingda Group, bought shares in several large properties in the northern suburbs, and even wanted to bid for the shopping plaza in front.

Over the years, the Lin family has married several daughters in a row, and each of them is a marriage union, and the Lin family has also been promoted step by step through this.

Because of this, people in the upper circles of Rongcheng said that the Lin family has been "marrying a daughter freely" in recent years.

Previously, the Lin family intended to marry the Ning family, and even deliberately sent their youngest daughter, Lin Meier, to the department where her cousin Ning Zhang was, but was politely rejected by the elders.

Could it be this trick to successfully climb up to the Mingda Group this time?

At this time, the door opened.

Shan Jueyi leaned out with a glamorous face, and explained: "His gastric mucosa has been damaged a bit, he should take medicine first, and pay special attention to his diet."

Ning Lang nodded.

Shan Jueyi turned around and gave some instructions to the nurse before stepping in again.

Ning Lang followed in and found Yuan Heng lying on the hospital bed, unconscious, his face was a little pale, his brows were tightly frowned, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

"Why is he asleep?"

Dean Shan, who was quickly prescribing the prescription, looked up at the patient and said in a low voice, "I gave him a little anesthesia and underwent a gastroscopy. He should be awake soon."

Ning Lang understood the discomfort of having a gastroscopy, and frowned exquisitely.

"I'll match the meals for him, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Shan Jueyi quickly typed a line on the laptop, and then picked up the pen again.

"Stomach disease mainly depends on warming up at ordinary times, so don't be careless. He likes to eat cold things, which is very bad."

Ning Lang shrugged and explained in a warm voice: "He said it was entertainment, and only men can understand men's thoughts. I am not a doctor, and my words have no weight. When he wakes up later, you should talk about it. As long as you say Yes, he will listen."

Dean Shan paused for a moment as he swiped the pen at high speed, and soon resumed.

Ning Lang glanced at her pen from the corner of his eyes and secretly smiled.

Girlfriend, help you to the end.You sleep well, and I am free to play the rest.

Yuan Heng on the hospital bed was tossed by stomachaches for most of the night last night, the anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, and he slept a little deeply. He didn't know that his best friend had already sold him, and he was only short of counting the money.

Shan Jueyi was halfway through writing, and his slender, fair hand rested on Yuan Heng's wrist.

The grandparents of the Shan family are all old Chinese medicine practitioners, but all the descendants have studied Western medicine. With the profound family knowledge, each of them can combine Chinese and Western medicine.

Yuan Heng tilted his head, his facial features were so handsome that he was almost coquettish, at this moment he was not making noise, not laughing and joking, and was as quiet as a delicate big doll in a toy store window.

Dean Shan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After a while, she coughed uncomfortably, and explained: "His spleen pulse is poor, but other problems are not serious. His anger is a little high, probably because of staying up late. You give him an extra piece of millet in the medicinal diet, which can help him sleep well. "

"En." Ning Lang nodded.

The autumn wind is bleak, a cool breeze blows in from the window, and the white paper on the table flutters and makes a slight noise.

Shan Jueyi stopped writing, stood up gracefully and approached the hospital bed, opened the thin quilt at the foot of the bed, and covered Yuan Heng's body with gentle movements.

Ning Lang smiled lowly.

Dean Shan raised his eyes to glance at her, and suddenly said nothing.

"The commercial is brilliant, and Sheng Sui is so talented in this line of business. Are you going to sit on the sidelines?"

Ning Lang was slightly taken aback, a little surprised that she spoke like this.

Shan Jueyi explained indifferently: "He used to be my patient, so I asked with concern."

(End of this chapter)