The real daughter was spoiled by the sick villain

"Mr. Lu, may I trouble you to face up to the fact that you are a patient? All the calls from the hospital are coming to me!"

Ding Weining's confession was interrupted with a carefree tone and a light whistle.

She glared at the person coming, and when she saw him, she yelled, "Why is it you again!"

Song Yuqing was baffled by the yelling, looked at Ding Weining's flushed face, thought for a few seconds, and finally realized, "It's you, Courage, you are... pestering the third master for WeChat again? What courage!"

Song Yuqing is such a shrewd person, he can tell what's going on just by turning his eyes, and he can even call Ding Weining a nickname.

Say no, Courage.

It's very suitable for Ding Weining.

Ding Weining stomped hard on it, "You are the Courage! I just want WeChat with the third master, but what's your business? Get the hell out of here!"

When he interrupted, Lu Yingshen had already left.

Ding Weining chased after her fiercely, Song Yuqing kindly reminded, "You can't catch up."

Ding Weining didn't believe in evil, and chased them out, but the bodyguards around Lu Yingshen were all powerful characters, and she couldn't get close.

Coming back dejectedly, when she looked up, she saw Song Yuqing's flat face, "You bastard! Get lost! Never appear in front of me!"

She wanted to step on Song Yuqing again, but she missed it and left.

Song Yuqing jumped up and down nimbly, remembering that he was kicked in a high-heeled shoe by this girl before, his toes were swollen for several days, his lips pulled out a handsome curve, "It's really a courage."

Dare to ask Mr. Lu for WeChat, and dare to step on his feet as the Shadow God of War!

Gee.

When Su Lan came out after finishing her work, there was no sign of Lu Yingshen, and Ding Weining was gone.

She was told many things by the director and screenwriter, and she was already tired and dizzy, so she went home with her schoolbag on her back.

It was only when she was lying on the bed that she remembered that she didn't make dessert for Lu Yingshen today.

Taking out her mobile phone, she called Lu Yingshen, and heard a hoarse voice, "Hello."

Limp.

Su Lan's heartstrings tightened, "Lu Yingshen, haven't you taken your medicine? Why are you so weak?"

"En." Lu Yingshen was always concise.

Su Lan's brain was blown awake, "It's impossible not to take the medicine! You can't support your body, is it because you don't have dessert and don't want to take medicine? I'll get up right now and make it for you...hey!"

She got up so fast that all the blood rushed to her brain, and she fell to the ground and knocked.

Lu Yingshen heard the voice over there, and her voice was slightly tight, "Su Lan, what's wrong with you?"

"No... I just got up in a hurry and fell a bit. Just wait, I'll get it ready and send it over right away. You... you must take medicine! Be sure to take care of yourself!"

Su Lan gritted her teeth while enduring the pain, and rushed downstairs with the phone in hand.

"Su Lan, no need."

Over there, Lu Yingshen's voice came slowly.

Su Lan paused, "You can't stop taking medicine."

His body doesn't seem to be getting better. Every time I see him, he has a pale and translucent face, which makes people worry.

"I can't get better." In the man's hoarse voice, there was a bit of world-weary depression.

It didn't appear suddenly, but accompanied him, years of depression, he has been like this all these years, so even if he said it now, he couldn't tell that he had any emotions.

He himself has no emotions.

"Lu Yingshen, don't say that! Don't make fun of my old lady, I'll come right now!"