Looking at Xiang Ling with a wounded face and tightly closed eyes, Han Mingfeng's heart ached. He decided that no matter whether Xiang Ling agreed or not, he could not let Xiang Ling stay in that company any longer.

Moreover, their company must pay a price for this matter, and the unknown fire in their hearts has not subsided since receiving Xiang Ling's call.

"Don't worry, she's fine, she was just too tired and fell asleep." Shiliu explained quickly, fearing that the handsome guy would get excited and shake Xiang Ling awake from his sleep.

"Thank you." Han Mingfeng looked up at Pomegranate with shining eyes. If he met a woman looking at him like this in normal times, he would definitely be very disdainful, but he would not show it on his face, but today he did

I really want to thank this woman.

At least in this indifferent city, these two women still have someone willing to lend a helping hand to them.

"It's okay, it's okay... Xiang Ling is my colleague at work. When I am bullied, she always takes the blame for me." Pomegranate's face turned red to the roots of her ears.

After hearing this, Han Mingfeng glanced at the sleeping Xiang Ling again. He didn't expect that such a little girl could have this function.

"Hello, my name is Han Mingfeng, and I am Xiang Ling's boyfriend. How about you?" Han Mingfeng is a self-professed master, not the kind of rich second generation who puts on airs.

Friendly...like the big brother next door.

"Me, my name is Pomegranate, because when I was born, the pomegranate in front of our house was ripe. Originally, my grandfather wanted to tell my parents that pomegranates were edible. Who knew that my parents were choosing a name for me, thinking that my grandfather would give me a name?

I named it Pomegranate, my parents agreed, and my name was decided."

With a self-deprecating smile on her face, Pomegranate looked at Han Mingfeng with some embarrassment.

"Haha...Pomegranate? It's a very special name. It's very good. The red pomegranate is very good." He took Xiang Ling's soft hand and chatted with the pomegranate.

Xiang Ling's palms, like Gao Leilei's, also had thick calluses. Han Mingfeng gently scratched the calluses on her palms, once, and again, as if scratching his own heart, it hurt, it hurt...

"Well..." Xiang Ling finally responded.

"Xiang Ling, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to drink some water?" Han Mingfeng had already warmed the water on the bedside table.

"Well...why are you here?" Xiang Ling's voice was full of exhaustion.

"You're like this, can I not come? You are such a troublesome little girl." Han Mingfeng brought the water and helped Xiang Ling up. He moved very gently and avoided Xiang Ling's hand for infusion.

Xiang Ling glanced at Gao Leilei nervously.

Still asleep.

"Pomegranate, how long have I been sleeping?" She felt a little uneasy. After all, it was difficult for a person to feel at ease after being injured so badly and falling asleep all the time after getting off the operating table.

"It's less than an hour." Pomegranate glanced at the watch in her hand and said.

Xiang Ling was relieved.

"You came so quickly?" Xiang Ling glanced at Han Mingfeng.

"You're already in the hospital, how can I be so slow?" Han Mingfeng put the cup to Xiang Ling's mouth and complained to her.

After almost an hour, Gao Leilei's liquid infusion was finished, but there was still no sign of waking up.
Chapter completed!