nycdaug Chapter 548 Yun Ning, nice to meet you
Chapter 548 Yun Ning, nice to meet you
"is it?"
Yun Yi became interested, took Shen Xiuyun's phone and watched the video.
The sister in the video is actually giving first aid to someone.
Her eyes were firm and her movements were professional.
Although her hair was a little messy, her whole body seemed to be glowing and she was very beautiful.
As expected of his sister, she is always excellent.
Shen Xiuyun handed the phone to Yun Ning and asked her, "They're looking for you now. To be featured in this kind of news media and to have such widespread publicity, you must have considerable influence. Do you want to meet?"
Yun Ning shook her head: "I've been busy lately, so forget it."
"OK then."
Shen Xiuyun respected Yun Ning very much, so since she disagreed, he didn't mention it again.
I walked her out of the company.
Standing at the company's gate, Shen Xiuyun asked Yun Ning, "By the way, what do you want me and your brother to do for you?"
"I just want you to check where Fan Qianqian worked before and who are Gu Sili's enemies?"
Shen Xiuyun was shocked: "Do you know something?"
Yun Ning didn't understand what was going on, so she subconsciously asked back… "Huh? What do I know?"
"nothing."
Shen Xiuyun waved his hands again, "Don't worry, I will help you investigate this matter thoroughly. Once I find the results, I will tell you immediately."
"Okay, then you go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving."
Yun Ning was still worried about Gu Sili and wanted to return to the hospital immediately.
Even if Fan Qianqian was there, she would at least have to wait outside until he woke up.
At the same time, what no one knew was that Yun Ning's information had been placed in front of a man.
The smell of cold disinfectant penetrated into my nasal cavity.
The pale light poured down, forming a dizzying cold pool on the smooth tile floor.
Outside the window, dusk was quietly swallowing up the last bit of daylight, painting the cold silhouettes of the tall buildings into a blurry dark blue.
In the ward.
The regular and monotonous ticking of medical equipment beats against the frozen time.
"Mr. Chen."
The secretary placed a thin brown paper document bag on the bedside table. "This is all the information you requested about Miss Yun."
Chen Ziqi leaned on the upright hospital bed, slowly withdrawing his gaze from the sinking twilight outside the window.
After a moment, he stretched out his left hand and picked up the information bag.
The dizziness after the relapse of the old illness lingered in the skull like a stubborn mist.
But at this moment, something stronger and sharper is emerging from this chaotic fog.
He still remembers the sweet oxygen that was brought into his mouth when his consciousness was in chaos.
In his blurred vision, he saw a girl with beautiful features trying her best to save him.
That feeling of being on the verge of death and then being rescued.
It fascinated Chen Ziqi.
But what fascinated him even more was his savior.
The paper bag was opened silently.
A few sheets of printed paper and a small copy of an ID photo slid out and fell on the snow-white sheets.
The face in the photo jumped out at me.
Cloud lemon.
A brief introduction is printed below the name.
The photo is the most standard ID photo.
The girl was wearing a professional outfit suitable for a recent career and had a simple low ponytail.
A few strands of hair casually hung on the smooth forehead.
She pursed her lips slightly, trying hard to create a standard, professional smile.
However, that smile was like the first buds of early spring, carrying a kind of warmth that was unseen by the world.
The most terrible thing is those eyes.
There is not a trace of impurities in the black pupils, they are crystal clear and face the camera with openness.
So clean...
Like a clear spring in the mountains that has never been polluted.
Chen Ziqi's fingertips unconsciously fell on the photo, and his cold nails gently scraped across the thin layer of printed ink.
The heart beats in a strange rhythm.
Every contraction squeezes out something indescribable: Yun Ning, nice to meet you.
the other side.
The light from the old voice-controlled lamp in the corridor was dim and sticky, barely illuminating the worn concrete steps underfoot.
Ge Jing almost half supported and half hugged her mother as she walked up.
After living away for a few days, Wen Peizhen has become thinner.
She was very light, like a bundle of dry firewood that had lost its moisture, and her bony bones poked Ge Jing's arm.
The lingering smell of disinfectant on her body penetrated her nostrils and weighed heavily on Ge Jing's heart.
"Slow down, Mom. There's no rush."
The girl lowered her voice very softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.
Wen Peizhen was breathing slightly.
She turned her head, raised her skinny hand, and gently stroked Ge Jing's equally haggard cheek.
"Jingjing,"
Wen Peizhen's voice was soft and hoarse, like sandpaper grinding against rough wood. "Look at you, what have you done...Mom is fine now, really, much better."
The smile stretched as wide as possible.
But in Ge Jing's eyes, it was as fragile as a piece of thin paper wet by rain.
It seems like it will shatter silently with just a slight touch.
The girl's throat tightened, so she could only hold her mother more firmly and rub her cheek against the back of her mother's cold hand.
At this moment, the footsteps behind him followed steadily.
Jiang Yu was carrying the small suitcase, and the lines of his arms looked full of strength under the rolled-up cuffs of his white shirt.
He quietly walked past them and reached the door of his house first.
The sound of the door opening was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.
"Auntie, we're home."
Jiang Yu stepped aside.
The voice was not loud, but it had a strange penetrating power, dispelling the suffocating dullness in the corridor.
Wen Peizhen's gaze shifted from Ge Jing's face to Jiang Yu.
There was genuine warmth in that forced smile, although it was still weak.
"Jiang Yu..."
Her voice was a little breathless, and her eyes were filled with undisguised gratitude. "I'm sorry to bother you again... Look at my old bones, I'm just a burden to you young people."
"You are serious."
Jiang Yu carried his luggage and walked into the small living room. "It's just a small favor. Ge Jing will be relieved that you can go home."
After he finished speaking, the man's eyes fell on Ge Jing's face, with a barely perceptible comfort in his eyes.
Ge Jing was a little flustered and scared when she heard Jiang Yu say that he liked her in front of his father.
I always dare not have much contact with him.
But the time she spent taking care of her mother in the hospital gave Ge Jing renewed courage.
If you like it, you should work hard for it.
What's more, she really needs Jiang Yu to rely on.
Thinking of this, Ge Jing smiled at Jiang Yu with a look of gratitude.
Jiang Yu got a response, and his eyebrows and eyes showed relief.
He walked to the kitchen and quickly returned with a cup of freshly poured hot water, white steam rising from the rim.
The man's slender fingers held the bottom of the cup steadily and handed it to Wen Peizhen: "Auntie, have a drink of water."
Wen Peizhen took it happily and thanked him repeatedly.
When Ge Jing saw her mother was happy, the string in her heart, which had been stretched to the extreme, finally loosened a little.
fine……
Fortunately, Jiang Yu is here.
At this time, the cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
Ge Jing took out her cell phone and the name "Laboratory-Senior Brother Li" was flashing on the screen.
She quickly pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
"Ge Jing!"
My senior brother's voice came crashing down on me, the harsh sound of equipment beeping in the background. "Where are you?! Come back quickly! Mr. Gu has fainted again! All the experts and key members of the medical team are in consultation there. The others are sorting through the data, and we're shorthanded. Come over and help."
Mr. Gu fainted again?
Ge Jing was horrified.
Isn’t his treatment under the full control of Fan Qianqian?
Fan Qianqian also looked very confident.
How could he faint?