A happy life taught by a domineering daughter

The next morning, in the Magic City Hospital.

Ning Zhuya, who had rested for the night, came to a ward and knocked on the door, making a "dong dong" sound.

Then the door to the ward opened, and Ning Donghong looked at his daughter standing outside the door in surprise.

The corners of Ning Zhuya's eyes were red, as if she had just experienced a big cry, and she said in a slightly cold voice:

"I'm here to see mom."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Ning Donghong's face. He was relieved and stepped out of the way, saying softly:

"Come in, your mother just woke up."

Ning Zhuya nodded and walked in directly.

At this time, in the ward, Ning's mother, who had just finished breakfast, was lying on the bed and resting. When she heard footsteps coming in, she opened her eyes and looked at her approaching daughter with surprise.

Today, Ning Zhuya is dressed very casually. She wears a white cotton long-sleeved dress and a half-length skirt, which gives people a more mature and stable feeling than before.

She came to the hospital bed and looked at her mother lying on the hospital bed. She yelled a little uncomfortable, but Ning's mother was pleasantly surprised.

"……mom."

Ning's mother's face instantly showed a hint of joy, and she was relieved to see her daughter who was finally willing to call her daughter sincerely.

Then Ning Zhuya leaned over and hugged her mother, burying her face in her mother's arms, which still smelled familiar.

Seeing this, Ning's mother, who was lying on the bed, gently hugged her daughter with both hands, and winked at her husband beside her, signaling him to go out.

But Ning Donghong was not happy anymore. He immediately came to his daughter's side and said with a silly smile:

"Xiaoya, dad is here too. Do you want to give dad a hug?"

But unfortunately, Ning Zhuya, who was immersed in her mother's arms, ignored her father's words.

Seeing this, Ning's mother on the hospital bed smiled, glanced at her husband proudly, and then patted her daughter's back gently.

After many years, the family finally experienced family ties again.

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The Divine Capital, as the center of power in China, is far more prosperous than the Demonic Capital. It is the most prosperous in the country, not to mention it has great commemorative significance.

China has no real leader in name. The highest executive organ is the Yuan Yuan, which is governed by four old men.

Under the Council of Heads of State are the major departments of China and the executive department led by the eight chief executive officers, which specialize in handling affairs in various places, and then pass them to the Council of Heads of State after screening.

The power is not insignificant, it is almost on par with the power of the ministerial level.

At this time, in the divine capital, a military green off-road vehicle was driving on the streets with a strong historical atmosphere, passing through large and small streets, and finally stopped in front of a heavily guarded courtyard house.

After a night of running around, Lin Xin looked a little tired. He got off the off-road vehicle and looked up at this familiar courtyard house.

There are two security guards on guard at the entrance of the hospital, carrying loaded guns and ammunition behind them. I believe that if they find something wrong, they will shoot without hesitation.

The rest of the courtyards in the surrounding area are all occupied by military security personnel, who are patrolling 24 hours a day to prevent any suspicious persons from approaching the central courtyard.

In the entire country of China, only those four old people could be protected in this way, and even the local governor did not have this qualification.

Liu Ying also walked out of the car at this time and said calmly to Lin Xin:

"Let's go, Mr. Lin has been waiting for you for a long time."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the courtyard. Lin Xin looked back at the memory and followed in.

Yes, his grandfather is one of the four heads of state today. Because of his name, he was nicknamed "General Zhenguo" Lin Zhenguo.

Even looking at the entire country, there are only a handful of people who can rival his grandfather in terms of prestige.

The familiar layout of the hospital in my memory has not changed much so far, as if time has frozen without any change.

Lin Xin followed Liu Ying and heard the sound of running water passing through the courtyard. It was the sound of fish jumping in the pond in the courtyard.

A few minutes later, the two stopped in front of a room in the deepest part of the courtyard. Liu Ying stepped forward and knocked gently on the door, saying in a respectful voice:

"Mr. Lin, your grandson Lin Xin is back."

After a while, a voice came from inside the house.

"Let him in."

Liu Ying nodded and stepped aside to signal Lin Xin to enter.

After standing in front of the house and hesitating for a moment, Lin Xin opened the door and walked into the house with a hint of fear in his heart, then closed the door behind him.

As soon as he walked in, he saw a calligraphy table placed in the room. An old man with pale hair was standing there tall and straight, holding a brush in his hand and writing.

There are large and small banners hanging on the surrounding walls, and any one taken out can be sold for tens of millions.

The wandering dragon and snake above are full of radiant grace, and it is completely impossible to tell that it was written by an old man in his twilight years.

Lin Zhenguo, who was practicing calligraphy, did not raise his head to look at his grandson whom he had not seen for many years. He controlled the brush in his hand with an indifferent expression and simply said:

"What are you doing there? Come here and grind ink for me."

Hearing this, Lin Xin walked over subconsciously. Although he was resisting in his heart, his body was studying the ink extremely honestly.

Lin Zhenguo picked up his pen and slowly wrote the word "天" on the rice paper, and said casually:

"How have you been living outside these past few years?"

Lin Xin, who was standing aside and slowly studying the ink, replied calmly: "Very good."

"That's right." Lin Zhenguo wrote the word "OK" again, and said with a deep and powerful smile in his old voice:

"You're doing well, but old man, I feel so lonely now that I don't have anyone to accompany me."

"That bastard grandson rarely comes back, leaving me all alone."

Lin Xin remained silent and did not speak, but put the prepared ink aside.

Lin Zhenguo, on the other hand, wrote down one word after another, finally forming a sentence.

Lin Xin looked at the words on the rice paper, "Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement." and said calmly:

"Your calligraphy has improved a lot."

Lin Zhenguo also looked at the words in front of him with satisfaction, put down the brush in his hand, turned around and walked to a chair beside him to sit down.

The old man said in a deep voice: "I helped you deal with the Qin family's affairs, and you also agreed to a condition. It just so happens that I have something that needs someone to handle, so I'll leave it to you."

"I hope you haven't forgotten everything I taught you."

With that said, Lin Zhenguo took out a document that arrived yesterday from the drawer, placed it on the table, and shouted outside at the same time.

"Liu Ying, come in."

The next second the door opened, Liu Ying walked in, and said respectfully to the old man sitting in his seat: "Mr. Lin, what are your orders?"

Lin Zhenguo picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip of water. He pursed his lips and then ordered to him:

"Why don't you go with Xiao Xin to the Sichuan Province incident, and restore his files by the way?"

"You don't have to do anything this time. You just need to protect Xiaoxin's safety. Don't get involved in this matter."

Hearing this, Liu Ying responded respectfully.

Not long after, Lin Xin followed Liu Ying out of the room, while Lin Zhenguo inside the room made a phone call.

"Hey, it's me."

"All people in Sichuan Province should be withdrawn..."