When Lin Changqing came out of the ward, Lin Nanqiao quickly recovered his usual coldness.

Listening to the low footsteps in his ears, Lin Nanqiao moved his eyebrows and slowly turned his head to look at him.

Fu Jinghao also looked down at her.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down and whispered, "the hospital is ready. When dad is well enough, he can have a kidney transplant."

Lin Nanqiao nodded and said thank you in a low voice. He put his hands on both sides of the room and was ready to push the wheelchair forward.

Seeing this, Fu Jinghao immediately came forward and gently held Lin Nanqiao behind his wheelchair.

"Do you want to go back to the ward? I'll push you."

"Thank you, no need." Lin Nanqiao said indifferently, pushing his wheelchair forward.

Fu Jinghao twisted his eyebrows, followed the tough hard grip of the wheelchair and pushed her forward slowly.

Lin Nanqiao sat in a wheelchair and couldn't beat him, so he had to compromise.

Fu Jinghao pushed her all the way back to the ward.

"Thank you for bringing me back. I'm sleepy. I need a rest now. Go out first!"

As soon as he got to the ward, Lin Nanqiao immediately became more indifferent, opened his mouth and whispered, and his eyes were suddenly cold.

Fu Jinghao's fist hanging on his side clucked.

The dark pupils locked her white side face, and her delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of cold ice.

"Buckwheat, we will get married in a while. Are you sure you want to speak to me in this tone now? I admit that I was really wrong that night, but if you didn't stimulate me, I wouldn't be like this."

"You're not still thinking about Ji Xicheng! Your father has just passed the life and death barrier because of his disabled legs, but he's kissing me with his ex girlfriend. Oh, no, you've all broken up. Now... He's not an ex girlfriend!"

Fu Jinghao lifted up his thin lips and sneered.

Lin Nan buckwheat fluttered lightly with his slender eyelashes and his body trembled slightly, pinning his head to one side.

Fu Jinghao twisted his eagle eyes slightly and smiled.

"Why, you don't believe it! You don't think people love you and like you!"

"See for yourself!" Fu Jinghao said, suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned over a photo and handed it to Lin Nanqiao.

Lin Nanqiao hung his hands on both sides of the wheelchair and kept putting them away, staring at the photos on his mobile phone.

Above, Ji Xicheng wore an iron gray suit. He was still so dignified and calm. At a glance, he attracted Lin Nanqiao's eyes.

Next to him was Guo Ziyuan in a golden evening dress.

Guo Ziyuan has a good figure. In addition, she wanders among politicians all year round. She has a faint quiet temperament.

Two people like this stand together hand in hand, beautiful and talented, especially in harmony.

Lin Nan Buckwheat's throat moved and his hands shook and loosened.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She took a deep breath and quickly smiled and turned her head to look at Fu Jinghao.

"I have long broken up with Jixi City. It's his freedom who he wants to be with."

"I can't manage it, and I'm not qualified to manage it. I just said I'm going to rest."

Lin Nanqiao said in a trembling voice, turning his wheelchair towards the hospital bed with both hands, reaching out and pressing the first aid bell on one side.

Fu Jinghao frowned.

The nurse came quickly, knocked on the door of the ward and asked softly, "Miss Lin, what's the matter?"