Morning, the Heir

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Chapter 1039 You must promise to listen to me.

Weng Ling wore high heels, because he protected his hand, did not pay attention, one was opened by him, and the foot was unstable. He stepped back two steps. As a result, he stepped on the grapes on the ground and the whole person fell solidly. On the ground.

"Miss Weng!" The guard quickly went forward and wanted to lift her up.

"Don't touch me!" Weng Ling whispered, skillfully licking the painful ankles, and after a while, slowed the pain of the heart, and then stood up under the help of the guards.

"I didn't mean it. Sorry, I shouldn't scatter the fire on you." The evil form of youth has rarely occurred in these years.

Sheng Dong did not know what happened to him today, and his temper was so violent.

Weng Ling didn't think that he had such a sincere apology, and quickly waved his hand: "Nothing, I didn't stand still. I know that you are in a bad mood. You shouldn't go any further, but you can't really leave the hospital now. Infected, the consequences are very serious."

Weng Ling explained softly that his temper is so good that people are guilty.

Sheng Dongyu looked at her and suddenly thought of the warm smile of the past.

In the past, he treated her so badly, even worse. At that time, she was inclusive of him without the bottom line.

It is always easy to forgive him.

Looking back on the past, his young master's temper is too hurtful.

In the past few years, he has converged a lot. In the face of Weng Ling’s kindly persuasion, he nodded and lay back on the bed.

The two guards looked at each other with a stunned look. I didn't expect the young master to be convinced.

"Miss Weng, I will help you to see the doctor."

Weng Ling saw that Sheng Dong no longer insisted on leaving the hospital, suddenly let go of his heart, moved his ankles, and a little pain, then the guards helped her to find a nurse, and medicated oil to wipe.

Another guard left the ward to clean up the mess.

"Miss Weng, you are so powerful, I have been with the young master for so many years, and I have never seen anyone who can listen to him."

Weng Ling’s awkwardness is a bit uncomfortable: “Is it? It’s because you are here, and he wants to leave the hospital.”

"It's not, the young master's temper, if you really have to leave the hospital, you can directly kill us with a gun."

Weng Ling’s mood was exceptionally good, as if even the injured ankle did not hurt.

At the nurse's station, a little medicated oil was wiped, and Weng Ling returned to the ward.

The ground has been cleaned up.

Shengdong’s cold face heard the sound of opening the door, watching her limping in, a little sorry: “Nothing? Is it a sprain?”

Weng Ling smiled and shook his head: "Nothing, tomorrow will be fine."

Sheng Dong nodded and turned his eyes to the window, not knowing what to think.

Weng Ling looked at his handsome to the enchanting side of the face, never seen a man can grow so enchanting, as if from the anime out.

The sun outside the window shines on his face, and the golden one makes him look more unreal.

Weng Ling sat on the chair by the bed and looked at it, blushing.

"That, I still cook chicken soup for you. There is a little Chinese medicine in it. It doesn't conflict with the medicine you are currently using. It is good for your recovery. Would you like to drink it?"

The last four words, Weng Ling said very soft, unspeakable, with a little shy little expectations.

Sheng Dong was not in the mood to analyze the emotions in her words. She just moved her hand and was very embarrassed. Now she is even more inconvenient to waste her heart and nod.

"it is good."

Weng Ling didn't think that he promised so simply, thinking of the guardian's words, his face showed a big smile.

Quickly got up, the chicken soup was filled out, the fragrance was not greasy, accompanied by a touch of Chinese medicine, people smelled the index finger.

Weng Ling shook his bed and put a cushion behind him. He used a spoon to feed him with chicken soup.

"Be careful, it's a bit hot." Weng Ling wiped his mouth and wiped his lips. He didn't let go of his expression on his face: "How, drink?"

"Yeah." Sheng Dong nodded, but in fact he did not pay attention to what taste, his thoughts are completely absent here.

He is thinking about how to let the reputation of accepting sails, how to make them get along with each other, how to resolve the hatred in Wen Xiaoxiao's heart, how to make her change heart.

"If you drink, drink a little more. What do you want to drink tomorrow? How about rib soup?"

"No, I have no appetite." Sheng Dong pushed her hand and didn't want to drink any more.

Weng Ling looked at the bowl full of chicken soup, did not drink much.

"Yes... is it bad?"

"No, it tastes good. I have no appetite and can't drink."

Weng Ling looked at his tight brow and knew that he had something to worry about, and he did not force him again.

"Yes, why do you have to leave the hospital? You know that your current body is not suitable for discharge. Is there anything important?"

Sheng Dong has no way at present, and his heart is uncomfortable. He also needs a listener, and he will tell her about the reputation and sails.

"There is a mess at home now, my grandparents are getting older, I am the culprit, but I can only lie here like a waste. I want to go back and talk with my reputation. I want him to accept the sails, I I want him to go home."

Looking at the irritability of Shengdong, Weng Ling can feel the same.

For some of these things, she is also a bystander, so she can understand his feelings.

More importantly, she found that the real thought in her heart was that she did not want to see him so decadent and wanted to make him happy.

"Sheng Grandpa Grandma is really old, and it is not suitable for them to worry about you again. So, I can help you convince Grandpa to let you go home, but you must promise me a condition."

"What conditions?"

"I will go back with you, go home, you must listen to me, I will not let you do anything, you can't do anything! The wound on your body is still very troublesome. In fact, it is best not to leave the hospital because the risk of infection is too Big, since it is the guarantee that I gave you in front of Grandpa, I have to supervise myself. If you have anything, I can't afford this responsibility."

"How, do you promise? If you promised to listen to me, then I will call you to Grandpa immediately."

As long as he can get him home, he can promise anything, not to mention just following the doctor's advice.

"No problem, I can promise you, but this is not too troublesome for you, in fact, I can ask a private doctor."

"No, I don't trust others." Weng Ling said, realizing that this is too naked, and added: "If you are arrogant, this good doctor can not be convinced of other people's medical skills. You The wound is really troublesome, and the average person really can't guarantee you."

"And, can you find a private doctor to help you convince Grandpa?"