Chapter 1273 Grudges

There was a push on the shoulder.

He staggered back a step and was supported by Fang Chongjin.

Fang Chongjin's angry voice sounded in his ears: "Mr. Ning, this hospital corridor is considered a public place. Why are you allowed to leave but we can't?"

Ning Quruo raised a sarcastic smile on his lips, "That's the rule, what are you going to do to me?"

He seemed to have just remembered, "I almost forgot, you can sue me!"

Deep sarcasm.

"Sue me, sue me and go to jail! You are not the best at this!"

He was breathing heavily, like a cornered murderer.

Want to fight hard at any time.

Ning Ruoqing could feel that Fang Chongjin was irritated, but the moment the man rushed forward, he raised his hand to stop him.

He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not going over there, I'm just going to take a look here.

After he finished speaking, he took a step back and hid in the corner.

He knew that Ning Qu Ruoduo hated him.

He hates himself too.

His eyes turned to the window at the end of the hospital corridor. Maybe jumping here would not cause so much pain.

But……

He still desperately wanted to take another look at Xiaotong.

At least we have to wait until Xiaotong is completely recovered.

The window was not closed tightly and a gust of wind blew through.

It was like a knife cutting across his skin.

Fang Chongjin's voice sounded again: "Ruo Qing, something doesn't look right with you."

The forehead was pressed.

"You have a fever!"

Ning Ruoqing avoided Fang Chongjin's hand and looked persistently in the direction of the emergency room.

Time passed by minute by minute.

But there was still no movement in the emergency operating room.

He twisted and glued it together and recited scriptures in a low voice.

It is the Medicine King Sutra, which relieves the pain of patients.

I don’t know how many times I have read it.

"brush!--"

As soon as my hands were empty, the beads were snatched away.

In his sight, he could see Ning Quruo slamming his rosary beads to the ground with a sullen face.

Ning Ruoqing looked at the rosary beads that had been with her for more than ten years, bouncing and scattering one by one, as if she had believed in them for many years.

His face turned pale and his fingers clenched.

Next to his ear, Fang Chongjin said coldly, "Ning Quruo, we have already let you go, what else do you want? You know this rosary is..."

"do not talk."

Ning Quruo's scarlet eyes stared at him coldly, "Don't say anything, just let him say it!"

Fang Chongjin was furious and rushed forward with a long stride, but was grabbed by the man.

But Ning Quruo didn't let him go.

Everyone here is like a trapped animal.

Trapped in this invisible cage, gasping for breath.

It seemed as if he could be suffocated to death at any time.

Ning Quruo couldn't bear it for a long time.

He was looking forward to a fight with the man, longing for pain and blood. Perhaps this was the only way to soothe his anxious heart.

He just raised his fist.

In the corner of his vision, he saw Butler Ning running over in a hurry.

He beamed with joy, "Master! Why are you here? It's easy to find me!"

While wiping his sweat, he still held a thick stack of information in his hand.

"I just received a call from the hospital, saying that after reading the report, the person disappeared and you didn't even take the report. Are you in a hurry to see Miss Gu?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the mouth.

"No, no, now I have to call you Miss."

He smiled, and all the wrinkles on his face relaxed.

I don’t know how happy I am.

As he smiled, he realized something was wrong.

Why does Ning Quruo look so ugly?

He thought of the previous grudge between Ning Quruo and Gu Weimian.