Chapter 60

"Hello? Is that Mr. Ding? This is Fusen Hospital..."

When Ding Dazhong arrived at the hospital, a nurse had already picked him up at the gate. Ding Dazhong felt a cold sweat. Generally, the patient's condition is very critical. The nurse will wait for the family members to sign at the gate

"Yao Yao, don't have an accident... Yao Yao... If something happens to you, how can dad have the face to see your mother..." Ding Dazhong kept talking as he urged the nurse to hurry up. Because the legs and feet were not very convenient, they swayed and walked very fast. They almost knocked people down several times.

The nurse glanced at Ding Dazhong. He was neurotic. If he couldn't figure out the situation, he thought someone was dying.

I don't know how many floors it was. Ding Dazhong finally came to a ward that was completely decorated by the hotel. Too late to think carefully, I saw the little body lying on the hospital bed, thin, as if it didn't exist.

"Yao Yao......" The voice is gentle and soft, like a warm spring breeze.

Ding Xuanyao slowly opened her eyes. She was crying so hard that she cried back. Fendi had to give her first aid before she was stable.

"Abba."

Ding Xuanyao rolled in Ding Dazhong's arms, like an injured kitten. It's more distressing not to cry.

"Does it hurt? Where is it hurt? Where is the doctor? Has it all been cured?"

"I'm Ding Xuanyao's attending physician." Fendi wore a stethoscope and a professional expression. "Mr. Ding, right? Let's go out and talk."

Ding Da nodded, touched Ding Xuanyao's hair like a child, told her to lie down, and then covered the quilt to be sure. "Dad will come as soon as he goes."

Ding Xuanyao looked uneasily at Ding Dazhong. There was nothing she could do to stop him. She didn't understand what Lin Ruicheng was going to do. How could she let Abba come to the hospital? How can dad know why she was hospitalized? How can you let Abba know What about their relationship?

A restless heart jumps up and down

Just ten minutes later, Ding Dazhong returned to the ward. His face was not very ugly, which made Ding Xuanyao more confused.

"Abba."

"It's all right. The doctor said that your wound healed well and left no sequelae. You can still jump in the future."

Uh ~ ~ ~ what's going on?

"Hurry, dad didn't bring anything." Ding Dazhong looked at the facilities in the doctor's room. "I don't think there's a lack of anything here. You have a good rest. Dad will go back and stew some hoof Soup for you later. It's useless to lose these nutritional needles alone."

"Dad, I want to go home."

"That's no good. The doctor said that although your foot bitten by the crocodile didn't hurt your muscles and bones, you should lie in bed for seven days. In two days, we'll go back when the doctor checks and makes sure it's all right."

The crocodile bit your foot? Lin Ruicheng, you can really make it up! I just don't know what happened to me before the crocodile bit my foot.

"Does dad know how my foot was hurt?"

"The doctor said he was bitten by a crocodile, and the manager of the zoo apologized to me. Hey, although the people in the zoo were careless, I scolded them severely."

Er ~ ~ ~ is Dad such a hoodwinker?

"You said, you child, what zoo do you go to alone? No one knows when something happens. You can't do this again next time, okay?"

Ding Xuanyao nodded. As long as Abba doesn't know what happened between her and Lin Ruicheng, it doesn't matter what else.

Ding Dazhong was frightened by the previous battle. He thought his daughter was in danger of an accident. Fortunately, it was not a car accident. Fortunately, it was just a little injury to her ankle. Nothing matters. As long as her daughter's life is safe.

In the spacious office, Lin Ruicheng leaned back on his chair, and his dark eyes fell on the computer screen all the time. The picture displayed on it was very warm. The man had kind care, and the girl had a sweet smile. The father daughter relationship made him envy. Instead, the determination to something in your heart is more firm.

When Locke came in, he looked at Lin Ruicheng and smiled foolishly. He knows that Sir is watching the monitoring in Ding Xuanyao's ward. Sir's love for Ding Xuanyao seems to have exceeded the original physical requirements. Obviously, Ding Xuanyao is happy, sir is happier. Ding Xuanyao is injured, and Sir is more worried than anyone.

As long as Sir likes it, even if God Carol opposes it, he will swear to protect it to the death.

"Sir, Miss Shen is here."

Lin Ruicheng gave a "um" sound. When he turned off the video, he still had a smile on his face. "Let her up."

"Yes."

After receiving the notice, the young lady at the reception desk respectfully led Shen Meiting. Shen Meiting was modest and polite on crutches. Even if she was physically inconvenient, she was also the perfect goddess in the eyes of everyone.

When the red walnut door was opened, Shen Meiting saw the figure she had been longing for for for for a long time standing in front of the French window. He was tall and straight in a light pink shirt. The charm smell from his back alone was enough to confuse her.

"The injury hasn't healed yet. Why didn't you have a good rest at home."

There seems to be some blame, but a lot of care, especially a tender smile to her. Shen Meiting was so sweet that she forgot her crutch and wanted to run to the man's arms. I was annoyed at how I could forget that my foot was still injured and could not run, but my foot tripped over a crutch, and the whole person fell down so straight.

I thought I would fall to the ground, which was a great shame, but what I touched was not the cold floor, but a hard and warm embrace.

"Be careful."

Lin Ruicheng hugged Shen Meiting, and his clean fingers gently pushed away the hair floating on her face. The shallow lips were slightly bent, and the raised smile was like a strong vortex, which sucked her in at once.

"I..."

Before she could say anything, Lin Ruicheng held her in his arms. Instead of walking towards the rest area, he walked to his desk and sat in his European style big class chair.

Shen Meiting smiled gently, with her white arm around Lin Ruicheng's neck and shyly buried her face in his arms. This feeling is really great. She really misses this embrace.

"Will I disturb your work?"

Looking at the documents on his desk, Shen Meiting asked in a charming voice, for fear that she might leave a bad impression on him because she was not perfect enough.

"No. I can just listen to your opinion."

Outside the president's office, fangtuoer carried two bags on his left and right, and a cup of chocolate coffee in his hand. The hot coffee was smoking, and the strong chocolate smell filled the whole secretary's office area.

People around stared at the girl curiously. Some gossip secretaries began to discuss whose coffee she would have and her master's? President's? Or someone in their secretary room?

However, the girl with coffee stopped in front of them for less than a minute and walked into the glass separated room opposite the Secretary's office area.

"Mr. Locke."

Locke looked up from a pile of documents and looked at the girl who was a little fat, a little round and was smiling like flowers on her face. "Miss Shen is in the president's office. You can sit in the chair outside and wait."

With one hand, fontall automatically ignored Locke's speech. "I bought this coffee for you. It's very fragrant and delicious."

Fontall put the coffee on Locke's desk and pulled out his Notepad from his bag. "Can Mr. Locke sign for me?"

She saw and saw him write. Although she only wrote a very short sentence and still in English, she didn't understand any of them, but the way he wrote was really cool and handsome.

Locke frowned and looked coldly at the girl who had been staring at him. Her eyes were clear and transparent, her baby face was Dudu, and her skin was white and red, just like a ripe apple.

His gray black eyes kept looking at her. Fangtuoer opened his mouth and took back his hand holding the book and pen in front of Locke. "Mr. Locke, can you take a picture with me?"

Signature? group photo? When did he have fans?

Before Locke made any response, fontall had taken out his mobile phone and made a "click", which was frozen into permanent for a moment.

The office was silent again. If it weren't for the fragrant coffee on the table, there was no sign that someone had just come. She is like a gust of wind, coming with a blooming smile and walking with a satisfied smile.

Shen Meiting is flattered. What does he mean? Can she understand that he has acquiesced that she is qualified to sit as the president's wife of Fusen international?

"Aren't you afraid I'll reveal the secrets of your company?"

"It's no good for you to divulge it. Besides, I like you to help me share it." Lin Ruicheng doted on her and nodded her nose, which made Shen Meiting shy. She was a girl in spring, and didn't notice the irony of the men around her.

Despite the spring breeze, shy and absent-minded, Shen Meiting noticed that the document on the table was Fusen's plan for Xinghewan. If she was right, there was a quotation in it.

One glance is enough. It's enough to make a job. She can't live up to Lin Ruicheng's trust in her. Even if he has said that she can intervene in his business, Shen Meiting, who has played countless roles, still knows how to retreat for progress and can get a man's heart.

"I don't want to take care of your business. People just feel sad. You don't come to see me after being hospitalized for so many days."

"It's not that I don't want to come, but that I don't want those reporters and magazines to write casually without your permission."

Fontor was right. Shen Meiting smiled. Her green fingers touched his face, which had obviously lost weight in the past two days. It seems that there is blood in his dark eyes. It is estimated that he hasn't had a good rest in the past week. Is it because of her.

Cherry red lips fell on the shallow lips and soon disappeared again.

Shen Meiting lowered her eyes. The blush on her face was bright and dripping. She was nervous and excited. She had kissed countless stylish men in the drama, which was never exciting at the moment.

A cold sneer appeared in the dark eyes and soon buried again.

"Ha ~ ~ ~ the beauty is in my arms. I really don't want to work."

"Let's go to lunch."

"Yes."

"What would you like to eat?"

"Whatever."

"White truffle goose soup with Kobe steak."

"OK."

.......

After all, Ding Dazhong still didn't know that Ding Xuanyao had been poisoned. He just continued to recuperate in the hospital on the grounds that his ankle is a key part of the human body