Jingting drove Li Mi to Pok Oi Hospital. She had basically taken a temporary job in the company recently. After all, nothing was more important than Yichen's health.
The best period of treatment is this year, after which the effect will not be so obvious.
Jingting understood and expressed support.
Curing Ding Yichen and letting him have his own life is what Li Mi has always wanted to do for Ding Xiangwei, giving his father a healthy and normal son so that he can have peace of mind in his later years.
"Are you going to prison now?" Li Mi asked him, actually reminding him.
"Yes." Jingting nodded, "Go and tell our brother, and you will definitely see his mother within an hour."
"I feel relieved with your words!" Li Mi felt particularly pleased, "I would like to thank my brother-in-law on behalf of my brother!"
Then she waved to him, Jingting blew her a kiss, and the Lamborghini drove away.
Li Mi turned around and entered the hospital.
In the cab, Jingting, who was wearing a black shirt, had his eyes narrowed, like the king of hell. He looked a little scary when he wasn't smiling.
Thinking of Gao Qiong, that woman who was not afraid of death, he was still very angry!
Assuming that Ting Yun did not appear in time that day, then it was not Ding Shengen who suffered severe brain injuries, and it was not Ding Shengen who was now locked up in a lunatic asylum.
This incident scares Jingting even thinking about it now.
In prison.
Gao Qiong got up at six o'clock, worked with the team for two hours, and was now receiving breakfast.
Day after day, it’s so boring. When will these days end?
"56393, come here!"
Gao Qiong suddenly turned her eyes and looked at the prison guard blankly and fearfully. She had been here for so long, but the prison guard had never looked for her.
She only had one number and almost forgot her own name, "What's the matter?" She was a little timid and was used to being scolded.
She has been pampered and pampered for so many years, and she is not used to working in prison, and no one gives her special care. It will be fine if Jingting does not kill her.
So Gao Qiong lived in fear every day.
"Let's go! Follow me to see someone! Don't eat." The prison guard took the bowl from her hand, put it down casually, and walked away.
Gao Qiong was worried, who should he meet?
Can she be released from prison? Did Xiang Wei come to rescue her?
Gao Qiong was overjoyed and couldn't help but quicken his pace, "Excuse me...who wants to see me?"
"Mr. Jing."
"..." Gao Qiong's steps faltered, his face suddenly turned pale, and his heartbeat skipped half a beat!
Seeing that she didn't follow, the prison guard stopped and turned his eyes and scolded, "What's wrong with you? Hurry up! Don't keep him waiting!"
Gao Qiong started walking again with an uneasy heart, but his head was in confusion.
what to do?
Jing Ting is here... Gao Qiong was wrapped in fear, and he could even imagine his expression, the look in his eyes that could kill someone.
Before they even met, she started to tremble.
Jingting's car was parked outside the prison, and he was in the reception room at this time.
Someone made tea for him and said, "Mr. Jing, have you had breakfast?" The other person bowed and obeyed his orders.
Jingting didn't answer. He put his hands in his pockets and stood still, staring at the door.
"Mr. Jing, why don't you sit down for a while? Someone will be here soon."
Jingting's eyes narrowed slightly, "No need." He watched as the prison guard came over with a woman wearing prison uniform.
Jingting looked at her coldly, and his whole aura sank slightly.
Gao Qiong didn't even dare to take a breath or even look directly into his eyes. He only felt that his scalp was numb.
"Mr. Jing, we've brought him here." After the prison guard reported, he immediately stepped aside. If he was struck by lightning, be careful not to harm him.
Gao Qiong knew that Jingting was here to find her, but he didn't speak and she didn't know what to say.
Every second is suffering.
So, she boldly raised her eyes, but was so frightened by the intimidation in his eyes that she didn't dare to speak.
"Go and change her clothes and comb her hair." Jingting opened her thin lips and said.
Gao Qiong's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see hope again, "Mr. Jing, are you going to take me out of here? Can I...can I be released from prison?"