187: C187 What Is She Thinking

C187 What Is She Thinking

Xia Ling did not continue to worry about her girlfriend's problem and anxiously waited outside the ward for Yin Hong's treatment results.

Everything else was a small matter. Whether or not her mother's illness could be cured was the biggest matter.

A moment later, the door of the ward opened and Yin Hong and a few attendants walked out.

Xia Ling hurriedly took a step forward and anxiously asked, "Professor Yin, can my mother still wake up?"

Please, you must say that it is okay.

"Your mother was taken care of very well on the hospital bed. I am 70% confident that I can cure her."

This sentence made Xia Ling cry with joy.

70% sure!

This meant that her mother had a chance to wake up, right?

"Professor Yin, thank you. Thank you so much."

Xia Ling bowed deeply towards Yin Hong, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Still crying?"

Fu Yuntine, who was beside her, had a doting look on his face. He reached out to help Xia Ling wipe away a tear at the corner of her eye. "Don't cry, are you stupid?"

Xia Ling sniffled and let out a sound of En. She broke the tears into a smile.

"Haha, the little girl is too excited. Alright, I will go and sort out the plan first. I will tell you when the surgery time is confirmed."

Yin Hong nodded slightly at the two of them, turned around, and left.

Behind him, Xia Ling bit her lower lip and impatiently pushed open the door to enter. She went straight to Xia's mother's bedside.

"Mom, did you hear that? The professor said that he had a 70% chance of curing your illness. Mom, you have to hold on and wake up quickly. "

Finally, she saw Dawn. She really wanted to see her mother wake up quickly.

"Professor Yin said he has a 70% chance of curing your mother's illness, but he only said it in a conservative manner. As long as he says it can be cured, he will definitely be able to cure your mother's illness."

Fu Yuntine stood behind Xia Ling, his eyes soft and gentle.

"En, Second Young Master Fu, thank you."

Xia Ling looked back, her eyes full of sincerity.

Fu Yuntine curled his lips and did not say anything, but his mood was quite good.

The two of them stayed in the ward for a while longer and Xia Ling told Aunt Lee who was taking care of her mother a few words before getting up and leaving the ward.

Feeling a little relaxed, Xia Ling took a deep breath and her face was full of smiles.

Her gaze swept towards Fu Yuntine who was beside her and touched his dark eyes that were as deep as ink.

Their eyes met and Xia Ling could see traces of tenderness and indulgence in his eyes.

Scared!

What was she thinking about?

How could she read such information from his eyes?1

She must be mistaken.

Xia Ling lowered her head in panic.

At this time, the phone's ringtone suddenly rang, making her heave a sigh of relief.

Hurriedly taking out her phone, Xia Ling looked at the phone call and seemed to be relieved again.

It was her best friend's warm call. It should have something to do with Jiang Lingyun.

Xia Ling pursed her lips and picked up the phone.

"Hello, warm up."

"It's me."

The voice was not warm, but Jiang Lingyun's.

Xia Ling's heart trembled. She calmed her heart and said, "Mr Ling, how do you feel today?"

"Not good."

This sentence made Xia Ling's heart jump to her throat, "What's wrong? Where is the discomfort?"

"In my heart."

His heart felt extremely stifled.

Jiang Lingyun's low voice came from the electric current, making Xia Ling not know how to answer.

"Lingling, I miss you. Will you come and see me today?"

Jiang Lingyun's question made Xia Ling purse her lips and not say anything.

She wanted to see him, but...

The phone was suddenly snatched away and Xia Ling was stunned. She saw Fu Yuntine glance at her and put the phone beside her ear.

"Young Master Jiang, if you are not comfortable, you can find a doctor. Xia Ling is not a doctor. It is useless for you to look for her."

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