53: C53 I will See It with My Own Eyes

C53 I will See It with My Own Eyes

Seeing that his expression had relaxed a little, she quickly said, "The nurse wants to come in and give me a check-up. You can go down first."

Luo Hanshang asked Ning Jiang for a long French kiss before he stood up.

He returned to the sofa and sat down. Ning Jiang shouted at the door, "Miss nurse, you can come in."

The nurse pushed the door open and walked in. She did not dare to look at Luo Hanshang and went forward to measure her blood pressure.

Luo Hanshang said coldly, "Go back and inform your medical staff. Remember to knock on the door before you come in again."

The nurse quickly said, "Yes, Boss Luo."

After the nurse left, Ning Jiang said to Luo Hanshang, "This is the hospital, not our room. Medical staff do not need to knock on the door when they enter the ward to perform a check-up for the patient."

Luo Hanshang raised his eyebrows. "I asked them to knock on the door. This is my respect."

Ning Jiang was speechless. Forget it. Anyway, he thought he made sense.

"It's getting late. You should go back and rest early."

Luo Hanshang glanced at her and got up. He walked to the bed and laid down. "I'm not leaving."

Ning Jiang could not refute his words.

After getting along with him for a long time, she realized that he was a man of his word. So why did she waste her breath on him?

She laid down on her side and bared her teeth at him. "Mr Zhuo Yi, I'll have to trouble you then."

Luo Hanshang lay down for a moment and said, "In the future, you don't have to work on the Panloong Bridge project anymore."

Ning Jiang sat up. "Why?"

"Because that place is too dangerous. It is not suitable for a woman like you."

"I am not the only woman there. There are also women in other departments, but there are only a few of them."

Luo Hanshang narrowed his eyes. "Other people can stay safe, but you are injured."

"This..." Ning Jiang lowered her head and looked at her ankle. "This cannot be considered an injury. It is just a little scratched. Furthermore, I am doing this to save people. My intention is good."

"I don't care what your intentions are. I only know that you don't even have the ability to protect yourself. That kind of place isn't suitable for you. " Today is your lucky day. After meeting Jiaang Shicheng, he still has some conscience to save you. If he is a person without conscience, whether you can keep your life today will be a problem."

Ning Jiang clenched her fists. She could not leave this project. Otherwise, her plan would be completely messed up.

She stubbornly said, "I must follow this project to the end. This is my dream. I promise you that I won't get hurt again in the future."

Luo Hanshang stared at her face. He knew that she had a motive for this project, but he did not expose her.

Seeing that he did not speak, Ning Jiang became a little anxious. She exhaled and said, "Luo Hanshang, this is my own choice. I hope you can respect me."

Luo Hanshang turned around and turned his back to her. "I will give you three months. Hand over your work to someone you trust. After three months, you must leave. There is no room for discussion."

Ning Jiang heaved a sigh of relief. Three months was enough. "Okay."

In the dead of the night, Luo Nanyi sat on the balcony. He shook the red wine glass in his hand and looked at the night sky.

There was some doubt in his eyes.

He always felt that since a woman like Ning Jiang could catch second uncle's appetite, she must have her own unique means.

But today, this snake and scorpion beauty in his eyes, in order to save someone else, she did not hesitate to leave her own life and death out of the picture.

Luo Nanyi had never met a person who could risk his own life for someone else.

Thinking back to these days, he had seen all kinds of things behind her. He suddenly seemed to understand why second uncle was attracted to her.

She was focused and focused on her work. She was honest and honest. She treated people gently and warmly.

This kind of Ning Jiang broke the bad impression her grandfather gave her in Luo Nanyi's heart.

That was why Luo Nanyi saw her injured today. He rushed forward without hesitation and carried her to the hospital.

That must be the reason.

The next day, Ning Jiang woke up and saw Uncle Qiu.

He was whispering to Luo Hanshang, "This is the chicken soup old mistress specially prepared for you this morning. When Ning Jiang wakes up later, she can drink it. old mistress said that it is very hard for you to spend the night with her and also need to make up for it."

Luo Hanshang nodded." Alright, I will remember it. Uncle Kiu, have you eaten? "

Uncle Qiu smiled at Luo Hanshang. "Not yet. I will go back and serve great-grandfather and the old mistress before eating. There is no rush."

"Alright. There is cold air these days. Take care of your body."

"young master, you too."

Ning Jiang was puzzled. She had never seen Luo Hanshang be so gentle to anyone.

This Uncle Kiu must be a magical existence.

After Uncle Qiu left. Ning Jiang opened her eyes. Luo Hanshang looked at her. "You woke up in time."

Ning Jiang sat up and smiled at him. "Actually, I woke up just now. I pretended to sleep when I disturbed you and Uncle Kiu."

He said calmly, "Get up and eat. My grandma has not cooked in person for many years."

Ning Jiang sat up and tied a bun on her head. "Then I am really honored. I want to drink more."

Luo Hanshang looked at her. Her hair was really beautiful no matter how she tied it.

Ning Jiang drank a few mouthfuls of soup and asked curiously, "Other than taking care of grandpa and grandma for many years, Uncle Kiu must be related to Luo family."

"What do you mean?"

"I think when you talk to him, your tone is different from when you talk to others. I feel like you respect him a lot."

Luo Hanshang glanced at her. "You mean when I talk to others, I don't respect them?"

It's good that you know.

Even though she thought so, she could not say that.

"That's not it. I just feel that you treat him differently from others. Do you really have nothing to do with him?"

Luo Hanshang's expression darkened. "There are too many things that you are curious about. Eat your food."

"Aren't we just chatting?"

"Don't talk when you are eating," Wang Yao said. "Even kids know how to talk. Don't you understand?" Wang Yao asked.

Ning Jiang pouted. Who was the one who talked to her while eating?

This selfish and domineering man.

Fine, she did not say anything.

After Luo Hanshang finished his meal, he arranged for two aunties and a senior nurse to accompany him in bed. He went to the company first.

He had to finish the unfinished meeting yesterday.

After Luo Hanshang left, Ning Jiang said she wanted to go out for a walk. She asked her auntie to push a wheelchair for her.

She went to the nurses' station to find out about Jiaang Shicheng's ward and came to visit him.

Jiaang Shicheng lived in a warm ward. There were more than ten flowers in the room. It seemed that since yesterday, there were many people who came to visit him.

Because his waist was injured, he could only lie on the hospital bed.

Seeing Ning Jiang come, He turned his face up and closed his eyes. "I'm a little tired. I don't want to see guests. You should go back and rest."

Ning Jiang looked at his attitude towards her and felt somewhat unbalanced in her heart. However, she endured it.

After all, yesterday, at the last moment, it was he who saved her.

Ning Jiang said to her aunt, "You go out first. Mr Jiaang and I will be alone for a while."

The auntie turned around and left.

Ning Jiang sat in a wheelchair and was silent for a while before she said, "Don't be too nervous. I came over just to see if you are okay."

"I am very well." Jiaang Shicheng did not open his eyes.

"Uncle Jiaang," Ning Jiang looked at him. "I thank you for saving me."

"You saved me first. We are even."

Ning Jiang smiled. "You don't have to be in such a hurry to cut ties with me. Don't worry. I will not lie to you and ask you to tell me the secret of the past."

Jiaang Shicheng opened his eyes and looked at her.

Ning Jiang pursed her lips. "Uncle Jiaang, in the past. My dad told me he likes you, and I believe my dad has a good eye for people. He believes in my own eyes more. These days, at the construction site, you... He did have the air of a general. Seeing you also reminds me of my father's strategy at the construction site. I keep feeling that... My father's most handsome look was the way he commanded everyone at the construction site in his uniform. I am on you. "I see my father's shadow on you."

Jiaang Shicheng frowned and didn't say anything.

She looked out the window. "Uncle Jiaang, my father told me to trust him when he killed himself. He was innocent. I trust him, and I believe him. I really want to ask you something. Do you believe my dad?"

She looked away and looked at Jiaang Shicheng again.

Jiaang Shicheng was silent for a moment. "I believe every designer would not want to see such a result."

"I want to ask, do you believe in my father's character?"

Jiaang Shicheng frowned. "Ning Jiang, Your father's gone. You're in the past, right and wrong. What's the point? Can your father come back to life? Why don't you let go of the past and live your life well? You're still young. Do you want to sacrifice your future for a bridge that has already collapsed? Your mother has already started anew. Why are you still so persistent? I hope you can put it down. "This is for your own good."

Ning Jiang looked at him. Hearing him say this, she knew that he definitely knew something.

She sighed and stood up. She turned the wheelchair around and limped towards the door.

Jiaang Shicheng looked at her. He did not know if she had heard what he said.

She walked a few steps and suddenly stopped. "Uncle Jiaang, a daughter knows that her father did not do anything wrong, but she has to listen to the people around the world criticize him. How can this daughter be indifferent?"1

She lowered her eyes and shook the handle of the wheelchair. "I saw my father jump off the bridge with my own eyes. I couldn't catch him. I was helpless. I blamed myself. I kept asking myself. "Why am I not a strong daughter, strong enough to protect my father's daughter?

When my father was alive, I didn't become his pride. When my father wanted to die, I didn't become his lifeline. "Now that my father is gone, if I can't do anything for him, then even if I'm alive, what difference does it make to me if I die?"

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