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Seeing that his expression had relaxed, she hurriedly said, "The nurse wants to come in and give me an examination. You can leave first."

Luo Hanshang asked for a long, French kiss before he stood up, wanting to continue.

He returned back to the sofa and sat down. Ning Jiang shouted towards the door, "Nurse, you can come in now."

The nurse pushed the door and walked in. She did not dare to look at Luo Hanshang and quickly went forward to take his blood pressure.

Luo Hanshang said coldly, "Go back and notify your medical personnel. Remember to knock on the door the next time you come in."

The nurse hurriedly said, "Alright, Director Luo."

After the nurse left, Ning Jiang said to Luo Hanshang: "This is a hospital, it's not our room. Medical personnel go into the ward to examine the patient.

Luo Hanshang raised his brows, "I asked them to knock on the door, this is respecting me."

Ning Jiang was speechless. Forget it, whatever he said was only because he had his reasons, there was no need to be stubborn.

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest."

Luo Hanshang glanced at her, then got up and lay down on the bed: "I'm not leaving."

Just these two words alone made it impossible for Ning Jiang to refute.

Only after getting along with him for a long time did she realize that he was someone who kept his promises. There was no need for her to argue with him.

She laid down on her side and bared her fangs at him: "Zhuo Yijun, then I'll be troubling you."

Luo Hanshang laid on his bed for a while before saying, "From now on, you don't have to follow any more Panlong River Bridge projects."

Ning Jiang sat up. "Why?"

"Because that place is too dangerous. It's not suitable for a woman like you."

"I'm not the only woman there. There are women in other departments as well, but there aren't many there."

Luo Hanshang narrowed his eyes, "Others can all be safe and sound, but you are actually injured."

"This …" Ning Jiang lowered his head to look at his own ankle, "This can't really be considered an injury, it's just a little bit broken, and also … I did it to save people. My intentions were good. "

"I don't care what your original intentions were, I only know that you don't even have the ability to protect yourself, and that place isn't suitable for you. Today, you are lucky, and meeting Jiang Shicheng, he can be considered to have some conscience, and saving you.

Ning Jiang clenched her fist. She could not leave this project, if not her plans would be completely disrupted.

She stubbornly said, "I must follow this project to the end. This is my dream. I promise you, I won't be injured again in the future."

Luo Hanshang stared at her face. He clearly knew that she had a goal behind this project, but he did not expose her.

Seeing that he did not speak, Ning Jiang became anxious, and took a deep breath: "Luo Hanshang, this is my own choice, I hope you can respect me."

Luo Hanshang turned around with his back facing her: "I'll give you three months, hand over the work you have on hand to someone you trust. After three months, you must leave, there's no way to discuss it."

Ning Jiang heaved a sigh of relief. Three months, was enough.

In the dead of night, Luo Nanyi sat on the balcony, holding onto his red wine cup, he looked up at the night sky.

There was doubt in his eyes.

He had a nagging feeling that since a woman like Ning Jiang was able to grab hold of the Second Uncle's appetite, then she must have her own unique methods.

However … Today, this beautiful girl, who he thought was a snake and scorpion, had unhesitatingly put her life on the line in order to save him.

He had never met a person who could risk his life for the sake of others.

Thinking about what he saw behind her these past few days, he seemed to suddenly understand why the Second Uncle was attracted to her.

Her work was focused and serious, her personality was honest and frank, and she was gentle and warm-hearted.

This kind of situation had broken the bad impression his grandfather had planted in his heart.

That was why he was so worried when he saw her injured. He rushed forward without hesitation and carried her to the hospital.

That must be it.

The next day, Ning Jiang woke up with the Uncle Qiu.

He was saying to Luo Hanshang in a low voice, "This is a chicken soup that the madame made specially for you. When Madam wakes up later, it's just right for you to drink. The Old Mistress has said that it would be hard for you to accompany the night, so you have to make up for it. "

Luo Hanshang nodded: "Alright, I've remembered it. Uncle Qiu, have you eaten yet?"

Uncle Qiu smiled at him, "Not yet, I'll first go back and wait for the Old Master and Old Mistress to finish their meal. There's no rush."

"Fine, there's been some cold air these few days. Pay more attention to your body."

"You too, Young Master."

Ning Jiang was puzzled, he had never seen Luo Hanshang being so gentle to anyone.

This Uncle Qiu must be a mystical existence.

After Uncle Qiu left, Ning Jiang opened his eyes and looked at her, "You woke up in time."

Ning Jiang sat up, then chuckled to him: "Actually I just woke up, I was afraid to disturb you and Uncle Qiu, so I pretended to be asleep."

He said calmly, "Get up and eat. My grandmother has not cooked for many years."

Ning Jiang sat up, and casually tied a ball on his head: "Then I really have a great honor, I want to drink more."

Luo Hanshang glanced at her, her hair really looked nice no matter how she tied it up.

Ning Jiang drank a few mouthfuls of soup, then asked with some curiosity: "Besides taking care of grandfather and grandmother for many years, Uncle Qiu must definitely have some sort of relationship with Luo Family, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"I feel that when you talk to the Uncle Qiu, your tone of voice is different from others. I feel that you respect him a lot."

Luo Hanshang glanced at her: "Are you saying that when I talk to others, I don't respect others?"

Good to know.

However, she naturally couldn't say that in her heart.

"That's not it, I just feel that the Uncle Qiu is different from the rest, do you really have no other relationship with him?"

Luo Hanshang's expression darkened: "You're curious about too many things, eat your food."

"Isn't this just a casual chat?"

"Eating without saying anything. This is a principle that all children understand. Don't you understand?"

Ning Jiang pursed his lips, who was it that chatted with her while eating previously, did he finally understand?

Only the state officials should not light a lamp.

Fine, she stopped talking. That should be fine, right?

After Luo Hanshang finished eating, he arranged for two aunties and a senior nursing staff to accompany him on the bed.

The meeting that he had not finished yesterday had to be dealt with today.

After Luo Hanshang left, Ning Jiang said that he wanted to take a walk, so he got his auntie to bring her a wheelchair.

After she went to the nurse station to inquire about Jiang Shicheng's ward, she came to visit Jiang Shicheng.

Jiang Shicheng lived in a warm sickroom with a dozen or so flowers arranged inside. It looks like there were quite a few people who had come to visit him since yesterday.

He had to lie in a hospital bed because he was injured in the waist.

Seeing that Ning Jiang had arrived, he turned his face upwards and closed his eyes: "I'm a bit tired, I won't see anyone. You can go back and rest."

When Ning Jiang saw his attitude towards her, more or less, she felt that it was a little unbalanced.

After all, it was him who had saved her at the last moment yesterday.

Ning Jiang said to his aunt: "You go out first, Engineer Jiang and I will go out alone for a while."

Auntie turned and left.

Ning Jiang sat on the wheelchair and stayed silent for a while before saying, "You don't have to be too nervous. I came over just to see if you're alright."

"I'm fine." Jiang Shicheng did not open his eyes.

"Uncle Jiang," Ning Jiang looked at him. "Thank you for saving me."

"You saved me first, we're even."

Ning Jiang laughed: "You don't need to be in such a hurry to sever all relations with me. Don't worry, I won't lie to you about this matter and ask you to tell me the secret of the past."

Jiang Shicheng opened his eyes and looked at her.

Ning Jiang pursed her lips, "Uncle Jiang, my father told me before that he admired you. I believe in my father's way of looking at people, and I believe even more in his eyes. These days, you, on the construction site, really have the demeanor of a general. Seeing you reminded me of my father, who was in charge of the construction site. "I always felt that my father's most handsome look was when he was wearing his work uniform and commanding everyone at the construction site. On you, I saw my father."

Jiang Shicheng frowned slightly and did not make a sound.

She looked out the window. "Uncle Jiang, when my father committed suicide, he told me to believe him. He was innocent, I trusted him, and I really wanted to ask you. Do you believe my father?"

She retracted her gaze and looked at Jiang Shicheng.

Jiang Shicheng was silent for a moment: "I believe that none of the designers would be willing to see such an outcome."

"I wanted to ask, do you believe in my father's character?"

Jiang Shicheng frowned, "Ning Jiang, your father has already left. What meaning is there for you to be immersed in your past mistakes? Can your father come back to life? Why don't you let go of the past and live your life properly. You're still young, and you're going to pay for a bridge that has collapsed? Your mother has already started anew. Why are you still so persistent? I hope you can let it go. This is for your own good. "

Ning Jiang looked at him. Hearing his words, she knew that he must know something.

She sighed and stood up. She turned the wheelchair around and limped towards the door.

Jiang Shicheng looked at her, not knowing whether or not she had heard his words.

She walked a few steps before stopping. "Uncle Jiang, a daughter knows that her father did not do anything wrong, but she wants to hear the entire world criticize him. How can this daughter be indifferent?"

She lowered her eyes and gripped the handle of the wheelchair. "I …" I saw my father with my own eyes... Jumping off the bridge, I couldn't catch him, there was nothing I could do. I blamed myself, I kept asking myself why I wasn't a strong daughter, strong enough to protect my father's daughter.

I didn't become my father's pride when he was alive. When my father tried to die, I failed to be his lifeline. Now that my father is gone, if I can't do anything for him, what difference does it make if I'm alive and dead? "