They were having scandals at one moment, and then acting like they were breaking up...Does she really think that fame and marriage are things that can be played with?
"Why are you so excited?" There was a trace of bitterness on the corner of his mouth, but Nangong You pretended to be calm on the surface and smiled to himself, "Shouldn't this be my marriage and my future?"
"I am your father!" Nangong Xingzhen was really angry.
"What about my father? My father always thinks about using me as a business tool and using things like marriage to satisfy your business ambitions..." The more she spoke, the more excited she became. She couldn't help but stand up and walk towards Nangong Xingzhen step by step.
Go in the direction
Every step is taken with a questioning attitude
Nangong You was already in a bad mood. She had just been in danger in the apartment and had no one to talk to, but when she came back, she had to accept his questioning. Is it fair? Is it ridiculous for her father to ask why she didn't obey her orders and complete a business marriage?
"Nangong You, what's your attitude!" Nangong Xingzhen immediately slapped the table, pointed at her nose and roared, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have some little ability! Don't forget who gave you food and raised you.
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"That's enough! Aren't you tired of hearing these words from novels? For a man like you who only cares about money, no wonder my mother would rather jump off the building than stay with you..."
A slap in the face loudly interrupted all her sarcasm. Nangong You stumbled, and his body fell to the side involuntarily. When he fell on the cold floor, his nose happened to hit the glass coffee table...
She only felt her nose was hot, and a stream of blood suddenly flowed down.
"Xiaoyou?" Seeing her cover her nose and blood seeping out from her white fingers, Nangong Xingzhen regretted it instantly and anxiously wanted to help her, but she pushed her away resolutely.
"I... don't... have a father like you!" She struggled to finish the sentence. She felt more blood seeping into her mouth. The strong smell of blood made her cover her nose and rush out.
Nangong Xingzhen just froze in place, staring blankly at her retreating back, not realizing the seriousness of the matter - for a perfumer, the most important thing is the sense of smell!
In other words, the sense of smell and nose are Nangong You’s future!
An hour later we went to the emergency otolaryngology department of the hospital.
"Miss, are you here alone?" The doctor stuffed the last piece of stuffed gauze ball into her nasal cavity and spoke hesitantly, "It's already late at night, it's safer to let your family members take you back."
Family members?
Nangong You smiled bitterly, does she have any family members?
"What's wrong? It hurts?" Seeing that her eye sockets were red, the doctor couldn't help but slow down. "It just hit the bridge of the nose, but the mucous membrane inside was damaged quite a lot by the collision, and it was all on the surface, so the pain will be more obvious...
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The doctor explained slowly and helped her stick on the last piece of tape: "The bandage may be a little ugly. It's best not to go out in the near future. Maybe..."
"Will my sense of smell be affected?" Seeing the stuffed mummy's nose in the mirror, Nangong You suddenly thought of a very important question and nervously grabbed the doctor's sleeve, "Will I not be able to smell in the future?
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In this way, her dream... will never be realized again!
"This...shouldn't be possible?" The doctor shook his head. He had never encountered such a medical record.
"Yes...yes..." She responded in confusion, and took the anti-inflammatory potion to the infusion room in a confused manner. The fear in her heart turned out to be stronger - she could still smell the strong smell of disinfectant and blood just now.
Why now...it seems to be getting lighter and lighter!
Is it an illusion?
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There were no family members, and the infusion room was empty. There were only night shift nurses in thin sweaters and Nangong You in thin shirts. The surroundings were eerily quiet, and you could even hear the echo of bubbles in the bottles.
Nangong You sat on the chair shivering, but was too embarrassed to bother the nurse to ask for some warm clothes. She could only shivered on the iron chair, blankly looking at the dwindling liquid in the bottle, bitterly savoring her failed life...
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"We haven't seen each other for a few hours, and you've made yourself so embarrassed that you almost can't recognize yourself." A sneer came from behind. Just as Nangong You was about to turn around, a gray coat was draped over her shoulders.
"Nangong You, you are really a talent!"
She raised her head and saw the person's face clearly. She couldn't help but froze there. She didn't say a word. She just looked at the prince who seemed to have suddenly dropped for a long time, and then she licked her dry lips: "Why are you here?"
"You are much friendlier than when we were in the car." Qin Qiaotian smiled mockingly, pointed at her nose and said, "You are... you have walked a lot at night, and you met..."
"You just met a ghost!" She couldn't help but retort, and she regretted biting off her tongue as soon as she said the words - he met her in the hospital! How could she say that she was a ghost?
"What are you doing here?" With a change of tone, she put away her previous decadence and quickly turned into a fierce look, but her heart felt calm for no reason.
When people are extremely lonely, they always hope to have a "living creature" nearby to make a sound.
"I'll do it..." He lengthened his voice and shook the thing in his hand...