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Chapter 1111 His business, I have the final say

"Ling Shaocheng, can you hear me talking?"

Ling Nuanqing almost put his lips to Ling Shaocheng's ears. He moved his eyes and slowly opened his eyes to look at him.

Ling Nuanqing held one of his hands and pressed his hand on his face, "Look at me if I can do it?"

“Nuannuan…”

"I am here."

"Don't cry."

Ling Nuanqing couldn't control it, "I'm sorry..."

Ling Shaocheng didn't want to scare her, so he could only force his eyelids to prevent himself from falling asleep. Seeing that he seemed to be unable to hold on, Ling Nuanqing stuffed his hand into his mouth and bit it.

The man was in pain and his eyebrows were almost tied into knots. Ming Yue directed the driver in front and asked him to hurry up and drive to the hospital.

When the old man received the news, he was having dinner at home. Uncle Feng took the chopsticks to pick up food for him. "You have been suffering these days, so I need to make up for it."

"How could I have thought that one day I could use this bitter meat plan."

"But it is enough to prove that several children are true to you. Don't look at Mr. Ling's usual appearance of being a stranger, cold and ruthless, when he is by your side, he is not vague at all."

This is the only thing that deserves the old man’s gratitude.

Uncle Feng heard the ringtone of his cell phone, and quickly put down his chopsticks and connected, "Hey."

The sound from there was very loud, with a hint of panic and loss of control. Uncle Feng's face suddenly changed. The old man's eyebrows jumped down and he put the chopsticks on the table.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Uncle Feng hung up the call, the old man asked hurriedly.

"The lady was taken away one step ahead. Those people were probably following Mr. Ling, but they took the lead in the end..."

"Who did it?"

"People from the Ni family."

The old man's face was a little serious, but he didn't take it too seriously. "It's not bad to let the Ni family take on this hot potato."

"Mr. Ling's foot arrived, and he chased him regardless of it. Now he is seriously injured... and has been sent to the hospital."

"What!" The old man hit the table with a palm, "I'm afraid of life!"

When the old man arrived at the hospital, he saw that the corridor was full of people, and his expression was cold. When he saw him, he showed a look of alertness and vigilance on his face.

"Where are people? Where have people gone?" The old man's crutches in his hand hit the hard ground. His eyes passed over the crowd and Ling Nuanqing could be seen sitting on the ground.

Mingyue asked someone to continue to guard, and he stepped forward a few steps to the old man.

"Where is the boss?"

"Just pushing in."

The old man wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Ming Yue.

"What are you doing? Are you rebelling?"

Ming Yue had no intention of retreating at all, "Mr. Ling gave the order. From now on, his life and death have nothing to do with the Ling family. If he can survive, his life should not be lost. If he dies in the operating room... he has found someone to collect the body."

This is Ling Shaocheng's original words, and there is no change in a word.

The old man's breathing was a little short, "What did he say?"

"Yes, he explained everything he should have done before he fell into a coma."

Uncle Feng looked at the closed door of the emergency room and held the old man's arm in one hand.

"Let's just go over and take a look."

"Uncle Feng, don't make things difficult for me."

The old man forced Mingyue away, and his legs moved forward, but he couldn't move.

The people under Ling Shaocheng rushed forward one by one and spontaneously formed a wall of people. Not to mention two old people, even ten fierce and powerful young people would not think about going there.

"What are you going to do?"

"Old man, when Mr. Ling wakes up, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Ming Yue once again stopped him.

The voice of speech came into Ling Nuanqing's ears. She was originally sitting on the ground, but now she was holding up her body, her eyes were dull, like a lost puppet.

She stepped forward stiffly, pulled away the crowd, and walked a few steps before she went over again.

Uncle Feng looked closely and his eyes quickly swept the old man's face.

It seems that this girl has suffered a lot these days. The people under her hands are too rough, and she has stabbed the hornet's nest.

The old man was very unhappy. After all, this was his grandson. When did he need a group of outsiders to stop him?

“Get out of here!”

He still spoke with a strong voice, and he didn't look like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Ling Nuanqing looked over with the anger that was hit by the flint. All cowardice and timidity were destroyed in an instant. She clenched her fists and shouted at the crowd: "Stop them! Don't let them come!"

The old man's face was extremely difficult to see, "What did you say?"

"I said to stop you, and no one is allowed to take any further before he escapes from danger."

"Okay, it's so good!" The old man was completely angry, "Who has the final say in the Ling family now?"

"Of course, you have the final say in the Ling family! No one is competing with you, but I have the final say in Ling Shaocheng's matter!"

Ling Nuanqing almost shouted out with all his strength, "I have the final say in his affairs in the future!"

These words are loud and aggressive, and they are hard to resist.

Uncle Feng advised the old man, "How about you go back first, it's not good to make trouble here now."

"Mr., please come back."

Ming Yue also interrupted.

Ling Nuanqing retreated, with her back against the cold wall, and her eyes were filled with a little bit of yin and hatred.

The old man had to leave temporarily. Ming Yue waved his hand and everyone made way for the way.

He walked to Ling Nuanqing, but watched her back slide down the wall, and Ling Nuanqing sat there in her position just now.

"I'll come to the doctor and treat the wound for you."

Mingyue doesn't know what she is like, but you can tell that it's not good at looking at her appearance.

Ling Nuanqing shook her head tiredly, very stubborn. "I don't."

"You are like this, when Mr. Ling comes out and sees it, maybe I'm going to blame..."

Ling Nuanqing couldn't hear anything about Ling Shaocheng now. She couldn't control her tears at all. She stretched out her hand and kept wiping it, "Will he come out?"

"Of course, the wind and waves have passed, and it is about to get ashore, so he is reluctant to leave you."

Ling Nuanqing said nothing, Ming Yue squatted beside her, "Mr. Ling is worried about you these days, you can't eat or sleep, and your soul is gone."

"Mingyue, you have never forgotten anything I have done, right? I stabbed him at that time. Wasn't it very dangerous when I rescued him?"

Ming Yue doesn’t know what to say, do you need to describe the life-threatening life to Ling Nuanqing?

He looked up at the red light that was still on, extremely dazzling, "Aren't you feeling it now? Tell me, are you suffering or suffering now?"

Tears hit the bridge of Ling Nuanqing's nose, and her lips squirmed and said something very difficult.

"I feel bad."
Chapter completed!
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