Medical Sovereign

Ding Ning scratched his head. He really couldn't understand what his mother meant. He chuckled and massaged his mother's shoulders in a very stupid way. He said flatteringly: "Mom, you are the most talented woman in Yanjing, but your precious son did not succeed you." He has a high IQ, so stop showing off and give your stupid son some guidance."

Sun Ningxiang enjoyed her son's flattery, her eyes were bent into crescent shapes, and she said with a smile: "It is indeed inconvenient for this approval to be made public, but it does not mean that you can't use it. For example, those of you who hold objections Fathers-in-law and mothers-in-law, as long as you have this approval document, you will get married according to the decree..."

"I understand, Mom, you mean to use this approval document to convince their families."

Hearing the song and knowing its elegant meaning, Ding Ning immediately revealed it, showing a look of sudden enlightenment, and said happily.

With this special approval, it means that the head of state is standing up for him. Whether it is Nuonuo, Xiaoyao, Rourou or other girls from wealthy families, the resistance in their families will disappear.

Moreover, they are all working within the system, so they naturally know what to say and what not to say, so that the secret will not be leaked to the greatest extent possible.

"That's right, usually only the rich and powerful will have obstacles to such things. Ordinary families won't have so much trouble. As long as we can get rid of these biggest obstacles, the rest will be easy to handle."

Suning Xiang said confidently.

After Ding Ning was overjoyed, she still felt a little regretful and said, "I still want to give each of them a grand wedding so that each of them has a formal name."

"Weddings are simple. As long as you don't mind the trouble, it doesn't matter if every girl has a wedding."

Su Ningxiang was well prepared and said calmly: "As for your identity, it's not a problem. I'll get you a few more ID cards when you come back. All of them will use your real name and photo. It's just that the identity information is different. It is a true and valid certificate.”

Ding Ning believed in his mother's ability, and was immediately reassured. He then stuck out his tongue and said with a smile, "Mom, is it illegal to forge an identity?"

Suningxiang rolled her eyes angrily: "Who allowed me to have such a carefree son like you?"

Ding Ning touched his nose nonchalantly and was immediately speechless.

"Actually, I think if you go to the Head of State and ask for more identities, he might be very happy."

Suningxiang said seriously.

"Don't,

I'd better trouble my mother to help me get it done. I don't want to deal with him anymore. He has such a strong aura that I get scared when I see him. "

Ding Ning was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly and begged for mercy with a grimace.

"You are still afraid of people. I thought you were not afraid of anything."

Suningxiang looked at him with a half-smile and teased.

Only then did Ding Ning realize that his mother had tricked him. He held her arm and smiled coquettishly, saying, "Hey, I know my mother loves me the most."

"You kid, you talk glib all day long, no wonder you provoke so many girls."

Suning said with a smile, obviously enjoying her son's dependence.

Mother and son had endless things to talk about. Seeing that it was almost one o'clock in the morning, Suningxiang reluctantly returned to Su's house under the escort of Ding Ning.

In Biyunxuan Community, although it was already early in the morning, Song Ziyi had a strong look of tiredness on his face, but he was still not sleepy. He curled up on the sofa in the living room and watched the replay of the Spring Festival Gala boredly.

On the coffee table, there is a half-empty bottle of red wine. The red wine in the glass in his hand is as red as blood. He takes a sip from time to time, his eyes not focused at all.

Growing up, no matter how busy they were or how far apart they were, the brother and sister would stay together every New Year. Even when she went to the Spring Festival Gala two years ago, her brother would pick her up outside the TV station building and celebrate the New Year together.

But this year, my brother had a girlfriend and went to his sister-in-law's house to celebrate the New Year, leaving her alone, making this not-so-large three-bedroom apartment seem particularly deserted.

Loneliness, unprecedented loneliness kept her awake all night, unconsciously thinking of the man she couldn't forget.

"Ning Ding, who are you? Since you have already appeared in my life? Why do you want to disappear again? How long do you want to torture me? Do you want to play hard to get? No need, really no need, as long as you If you are willing to show up, I will immediately agree to be your girlfriend.”

Song Ziyi looked slightly drunk and murmured to herself sadly: "Or have you never liked me? I'm just a passer-by in your life?"

"Why!"

A sigh loomed, but it made Song Ziyi's whole body tremble. He sat up straight, his blurred eyes instantly became clear, he looked around vigilantly, and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Ding Ning appeared from the corner with a wry smile on his face.

Song Ziyi breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that he was an acquaintance, and then he reacted and his eyes widened in shock: "Why are you here? By the way, how did you get in?"

"I'm a magician. It's not easy to get in."

Ding Ning sat down next to her without noticing anything, and said confidently.

"What are you here for?"

Although he was an acquaintance, Song Ziyi still did not relax his vigilance and stared at him suspiciously.

Ding Ning curled his lips and complained with resentment on his face: "Your elder brother was afraid that you would be lonely during the holidays, so he called me to accompany you. I went all the way to accompany you. What's your attitude? ?”

"My brother called you to come?"

Song Ziyi felt warm in her heart and her tone softened a lot, thinking that no wonder this guy could come in. It must be the key given to him by his elder brother.

"What else? I'm crazy. I came all the way from Ninghai to be with you during the Chinese New Year. If you don't believe me, just call your brother and ask him."

Ding Ning was not worried that if she called and asked Song Ziwen, his lies would be exposed. His uncle had already regarded him as his brother-in-law, and he wished he could come and accompany Song Ziyi.

"Humph, I don't know how well I can live by myself. Who cares about your company?"

Although Song Ziyi said something harsh, it could be seen from her softened tone that she was not very disgusted with Ding Ning coming to accompany her. After all, she was indeed depressed and lonely now.

"If you're not welcome, forget it, then I'll leave."

Ding Ning had already mastered the game of playing hard to get. He stood up and walked out without hesitation.

"You... wait, since you have come all the way here, it would be so inhumane for me to drive you away. Forget it, I will just take pity on you and allow you to stay."

When Song Ziyi saw that he was really leaving, he immediately panicked and said something duplicitous.

Ding Ning got off the slope, immediately turned around and walked back, smiling and saying: "What are you eating tonight?"

Song Ziyi's eyes were a little wandering, and she subconsciously glanced at the instant noodle bowl in the trash can, raised her chin and said arrogantly: "It's Chinese New Year, how can I still treat myself so badly? I eat dumplings stuffed with amaranth and pork. "

"Oh! The dumplings stuffed with amaranth and pork are from Master Kong."

Ding Ning looked at her with a half-smile and exposed her lies.

When Song Ziyi's lie was exposed, he was immediately ashamed, his face turned crimson, and he said harshly: "I'll leave it to you, I like to eat instant noodles."

"Hey, the majestic queen actually eats instant noodles during the Chinese New Year. It's really hard to find anyone. No wonder she smells like instant noodles when she talks. Can she be full with that stuff?"

Ding Ning teased mercilessly, but a look of distress flashed in his eyes.

"Why can't I eat enough? I'm full."

The proud Song Ziyi didn't need anyone's pity, especially this annoying guy in front of him. He pretended to be full and patted his flat belly and said harshly.

"Gululu!"

Unfortunately, her stomach growled at an inappropriate time, which immediately made her blush.

"Come on, you girl, I really don't know how you grew up so big, but you don't have the ability to take care of yourself at all. Forget it, I am a good person who will do my best and cook you a delicious meal to make up for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Ding Ning said angrily, but his tone was full of distress, and he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Song Ziyi's heart trembled, she bit her lower lip tightly, and looked at Ding Ning's back with emotion, tears almost not flowing out.

Although she was very reluctant to admit it, at this moment when she was the loneliest and most vulnerable, this man seemed to have descended from the sky and unexpectedly opened the door to her heart with this ordinary and silent care.

Although she didn't think it was love, she knew that from now on, she truly recognized Ding Ning as a friend.

"Can you cook? Don't make any dark dishes that could put me in the hospital on New Year's Day."

But although the arrogant Queen Song was moved in her heart, she would never admit it easily, and raised her voice full of doubts.

"Most people can't even eat the food I cook. Don't be ignorant of your blessings."

Ding Ning said proudly while taking out the ingredients from the refrigerator.

Fortunately, it was the Chinese New Year, and Song Ziwen had prepared enough New Year's goods, otherwise it would be difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice.

Of course, even if there is really no food, it will not be difficult for him. At most, he will just contribute some monster meat, but that may be a bit difficult to explain.

"Bang, you know how to blow. If it doesn't taste good later, let's see how I deal with you."

Song Ziyi said disdainfully, listening to the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of expectation in her eyes.

…

In Ninghai, Liu Jianguo's family of three happily ate New Year's Eve dinner. After watching the Spring Festival Gala, the old couple felt sleepy and went to bed first.

Liu Yingying was sitting in the living room but she was not sleepy. She kept changing channels absentmindedly, and her mind was filled with the image of a young man.

This young man is a new employee that the company just recruited two days ago. His name is very strange, Liu Qian. He is a returnee who graduated from a prestigious foreign university.

Not only was this man very handsome, but he also had a strong working ability. In just a few days, he handled the work at hand in an orderly manner and became the prince charming in the hearts of the female employees of the company.

Liu Yingying thought of him not because he was handsome and capable, but because this man always gave her an indescribable sense of intimacy, which made her want to get close to him.

Could this be love at first sight?

Liu Yingying was confused. She always thought she liked Ding Ning, but why did this young man always make her want to get close to him? Could it be that he saw a woman who fell in love with someone, a woman who was flirtatious?

No, it's impossible. Although Liu Qian is very good, he has no comparison with Brother Ding. How could he like him?

Liu Yingying shook her head desperately, throwing this terrible thought out of her mind, but when she thought of Ding Ning, her eyes dimmed a little.

He hasn't appeared since he left last time. Is he still angry with himself? This filled her with chagrin and frustration.

He turned off the TV listlessly, didn't even bother to turn on the light, and went to bed, but suddenly he found someone lying on the bed, and it seemed to be a man.

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