The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The assistant director glanced at Ning Quruo and then at Mr. Duan.

Because the face of the person on the hospital bed was covered with tubes, he didn't recognize it just now.

Only now did I discover...

This person... couldn't be Gu Weimian, right?

The assistant director smiled awkwardly and quickly left the ward.

The ward was eerily silent.

I could clearly hear the bustle coming from the ward next door.

And Ning Yuetong’s soft, gentle and polite voice,

"I'm really sorry that such an accident happened. My current health will slow down the filming progress, right?"

She apologized sincerely,

"If it really doesn't work... why don't I withdraw from the selection of the top ten outstanding youth representatives this time."

On this side, Ning Quruo clenched his hands tightly as he listened.

quit?

He looked at his sister on the hospital bed.

If Ning Yuetong were to quit...

His eyebrows frowned suddenly.

The voice of the assistant director in the next ward floated to his ears.

"No, no, no, you acted bravely this time and set a good example for all the top ten outstanding young people selected. The leaders in the station also greatly appreciated your actions."

He paused slightly, "And... the ambassador of China will probably have to be re-selected, and the shooting plan and other things will also have to be adjusted accordingly. It will take a lot of time. Even if you have to worry, it shouldn't be your worry, so you really don't have to." Worry……"

He seemed to realize that his voice was a little too loud, and his voice dropped suddenly at the last sentence.

But, who didn't hear it? …

Even the people in the ward here can hear it clearly.

Ning Quruo's eyes were closed.

Are you starting to consider re-selecting the ambassador of China?

It's really fast...

"That kind of trash can still be one of the top ten outstanding youth representatives... because of a smartphone? Hasn't it already been returned by Stephen?"

Mr. Duan's face suddenly darkened.

"It's Gu Weimian's malicious competition, right? Now Gu Weimian's evil deeds are rewarded."

Ning Quruo rushed towards Mr. Duan.

There was total murderous intent on his face.

If this blow hits, Mr. Duan will definitely be injured.

And with Mr. Duan's current physical condition, it may not just be his hands, but he may die.

Seeing that Ning Quruo had rushed in front of Mr. Duan, he was easily blocked by the old man's bodyguard, and he was suppressed.

"boom!"

There was a loud collision sound between the man's knees and the ground, and he was directly pressed to his knees.

Mr. Duan was sitting in a wheelchair, looking down at him coldly.

It's like a mountain that is insurmountable.

"Give me the knife!" Ning Quruo yelled.

Butler Ning stepped forward, hugged Ning Quruo, and signaled the bodyguard behind Mr. Duan to let go first.

"Master, calm down."

Even if they did provide a knife.

It may not be Mr. Duan who is hurt in the end, and it might even hurt Ning Quruo.

Ning Quruo's eyes were sour,

"Calm down! You want me to calm down at this time?"

Butler Ning took a deep breath and shouted, "Master!"

His eyes were slightly moist,

"The eldest lady wouldn't want to see you like this!"

Ning Quruo's lips trembled slightly, her eyes were scarlet, but she smiled.

"What do I look like? What does she want me to look like? When she hears this, she pretends not to hear it and lives a good life as if nothing has happened? Does she really think... I can continue to live a good life?"

Butler Ning sighed deeply, suppressed all the complicated emotions in his chest, and said with restraint,

"That must be what she hopes in her heart."

Ning Quruo's eyes straightened, and within a few seconds,

"ha!……"

He suddenly paused again, his eyes were so red that they were almost bleeding, he choked for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke, this time his voice suddenly dropped,

"If it weren't for me, she would still be the eldest daughter of her Gu family, and she wouldn't be inexplicably involved in Yun Shenchen's affairs."

He raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Duan not far away.

"You don't have to be tortured into a vegetative state, and you have to be used by others to do something brave."

Good night~