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Chapter 1792 I'm Helping You, Not Harming You

If he guessed correctly, Mr. Song would then investigate the authenticity of the document.

The elevator door slowly opened, and Li Ni walked in with his hand.

Song Beixi carefully protected her, pressed down on the floor, and protected her in the corner of the elevator.

"If you don't talk about him, what should you do?" Li Ni looked up at his chin. Because he had been taking care of himself in the hospital all night, and he did not bring any daily necessities. Now the stubbornness is emerging, as before

The neat image is a little different.

Looks sexy and lazy.

"I'm fine." Song Beixi touched her head as a comfort.

Li Ni leaned her head on his shoulder, knowing that he was not worried about what she said.

But, will it be fine?

If he really leaves the Song family, everything will be done over again.

She didn't doubt his strength, but the old man wouldn't let him live well. If he really banned, how would he survive in City A?

Song Beixi looked down at the woman in her arms. She relied silently in her arms. This feeling was very happy.

"Why don't you talk?"

Li Ni curled her lips slightly, "I'm thinking about things."

"What do you think?" Many people walked in from the elevator, and Song Beixi hugged her tighter.

"I'm thinking that you really have no job, I have to work hard to support you." Li Ni hugged his waist and expressed her love for him without shyness in front of so many people.

"It seems that I have to work harder so that you don't have to think about how to support me." Song Beixi pinched the tip of her small nose, and his heart was filled with happiness that he had never been before.

"It's not difficult to raise you, you just have to quit drinking. What you drink is too expensive, and I can't afford it." Li Ni complained deliberately.

"Abide by the order!" Song Beixi promised, "If you don't like me to drink, then I won't drink."

...

The other side.

The nurse fed Song Beiye medicine. After a while, the effect of the medicine took effect and his face gradually became normal.

"Ketano, are you getting better?" Song's mother said with concern.

Song Beiye calmed down and looked at the ward. Mr. Song didn't know when he had left. He probably thought that his screams were too noisy.

Therefore, in the ward, except for his fiancée, was Song's mother.

"I'm fine." Song Beiye said with a pale face and struggled to sit up.

"You are weak now, so don't move around." Song's mother said immediately, holding her hands on his shoulders, trying to stop him from moving.

Seeing this, the nurse beside him helped and said, "Now that his health is much better, let him sit up and have a physical examination. Everything is normal, so you don't have to lie down like other patients."

Song Beiye had a calm face and looked at the nurse with a gloomy look, as if he was about to swallow her, "What do you mean?"

The nurse was writing a medical record and met his vicious eyes, and was stunned, "What?"

Song Beiye sat on the hospital bed. After the pain, he seemed to have forgotten his embarrassment just now and threatened the nurse viciously, "What do you mean is that I am not sick, did you pretend?"

"I didn't mean that..." The nurse knew that he misunderstood his words and wanted to explain that his pain was indeed true, but it was also strange.

Not only can the cause be found, but it is also inexplicable, and the effect of painkillers is getting shorter and shorter, completely different from the symptoms of other patients.

"What do you mean?" Song Beiye didn't plan to let her go, and he planned to vent his bad mood on her.

The nurse put down the medical record book and explained embarrassedly, "Mr. Song, I mean, your body does not have obvious wounds or internal bleeding, so you can sit up..."

"So you mean I'm just pretending to be sick." Song Beiye's words were still aggressive.

Seeing his son like this, Song's mother knew that he was unhappy because of what Song Beixi had done just now, and wanted to vent his bad emotions on others. She quickly stopped him and said, "Okay, Kitano, the nurse doesn't mean that, are you thirsty? I'll give it to you

You pour a glass of water.”

Song Beiye looked at his mother.

"Well, I'll go out to take care of other patients first. If there is any discomfort in my body, just press the rescue bell." Seeing this, the nurse quickly put down the medical record book and quickly left the ward like oil applied to the soles of her feet.

Sun Qianqian looked at this scene and looked at the person on the hospital bed worriedly, asking concernedly: "Auntie, what's wrong with Kitano's health?"

Song's mother shook her head, looking helpless, "The doctor can't find out why, now she can only rely on medicine to relieve the pain."

"So serious? My father is familiar with the dean here. Why don't I ask the dean to come over for consultation in person?" Sun Qianqian looked at Song Beiye worriedly. A man who has always been strong would have such a serious illness.

She was very careful. If Song Beiye had been like this all the time, she would never marry him.

Seeing that the good things between the two were approaching, Sun Qianqian liked him very much, but if he had any hidden illness, she would definitely ask her father to terminate the engagement.

Song's mother wanted to forget it, the most powerful doctor here couldn't find out, but she saw that Sun Qianqian was eager to help Song Beiye solve the problem, which was difficult to stop her enthusiasm, so she said, "Okay, then

Of course it's OK."

Sun Qianqian looked at Song Beiye. She still remembered his painful appearance just now. Her hideous appearance instantly collapsed his image in her heart.

She said, "Then I'll go out and arrange it first."

"Go." Song's mother said.

After Sun Qianqian left the ward, Song Beiye still had a dark face, "What did you ask her to do? Isn't it just a waste of trouble?"

"It's rare that Xixi has your heart, so how could you refuse? And she left, so she can talk about your affairs. Tell me, are the things your brother said true?" Song's mother said, as long as he admits it in person.

, she immediately helped solve the problem.

Now he is lying on the hospital bed to solve these difficulties, only she and his father can help. If Song Beiye doesn't tell the truth to him, then the old man will investigate it clearly, and he will really be infatuated.

Go away.

Song Beiye turned his head away and didn't want to discuss this issue.

If he hadn't been lying in bed now, he would have been able to solve this problem.

"If you don't say no one can help you." Song Muyu said earnestly, "Tell me honestly, as your mother, will I not help you? As long as you tell the truth, I promise that the old man can't investigate anything."

"Mom, don't worry about me, I can solve this problem by myself." Song Beiye was a little impatient.

"Can you solve it? You are lying on the hospital bed now, and I don't know how long the efficacy of the medicine will last. How can you solve it? Now your grandfather has begun to investigate the authenticity of the matter. I am helping you, not harming you,
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