Chapter 1039 (1/2)

Weng Ling was wearing high-heeled shoes. Because she was protecting his hand, she didn't pay attention. She was thrown away by him and staggered backward two steps. As a result, she stepped on the grape on the ground and fell to the ground firmly.

”Miss Weng!” The guard rushed forward to help her up.

”Don't touch me!” Weng Ling gave a low cry and kneaded her aching ankle skillfully. After a while, she eased the pain and stood up with the help of the guard.

”I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. I shouldn't be angry with you.” In the past few years, the ill form and ill form of young people have rarely occurred.

Sheng Dong doesn't know what happened to him today. He has such a hot temper.

Weng Ling did not expect that he should be so sincere apology, quickly waved his hand: ”it's OK, I didn't stand firm, I know you are in a bad mood, shouldn't move forward, but now you really can't leave the hospital, once infected, the consequences are very serious.”

Weng Ling explained in a low voice that her temper was so good that she made people feel guilty.

Sheng Dong looked at her, suddenly thought of the past Wen Xiaoxiao.

Before, he also treated her so badly, even worse, at that time, she just did not have the bottom line to accommodate him.

It's always easy to forgive him.

In retrospect, his young master's temper was too hurtful.

Over the years, he has restrained a lot. In the face of Weng Ling's kind persuasion, he nods and lies back in bed.

The two guards looked at each other and were surprised. Unexpectedly, the young master could be convinced.

”Miss Weng, let me help you to see a doctor.”

Weng Ling saw that Sheng Dong was no longer determined to leave the hospital. She immediately felt relieved. She moved her ankle and felt a little pain. The guard helped her to go to the nurse and asked for some medicine and oil.

Another guard stayed in the ward to clean up the mess.

”Miss Weng, you are really good. I have been with the young master for so many years, and I have never seen him listen to anyone.”

Weng Ling was stunned, a little not very good: ”is that right? It should be because you are here. He can't get out of the hospital. ”

”No, young master, if you really want to leave the hospital, you can kill us with a gun.”

Weng Ling's mood was very good, as if her injured ankle didn't hurt much.

After wiping some medicine oil at the nurse station, Weng Ling went back to the ward.

The ground has been cleared up.

Sheng Dong's cold face heard the sound of opening the door, looked at her limping in, a little sorry: ”are you ok? Did you sprain it? ”

Weng Ling smiles and shakes her head: ”it's OK. Tomorrow will be fine.”

Sheng Dong nodded his head and looked out of the window. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Weng Ling looked at his handsome to evil side of the face, never seen a man can grow so evil, as if out of animation in general.

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

Weng Ling sat on the chair beside the bed, looking at it and blushing.

”Well, I also stewed chicken soup with a little traditional Chinese medicine in it. It doesn't conflict with the medicine you're using now. It's good for your recovery. Would you like to drink some?”