Sister Ting has always been a condescending goddess. It is simply unacceptable for her to suddenly become like this.

Concubine Lin also covered her face and cried, looking at Zhao Ting who was lying on the table eating in silence for a long time.

"Why did you avoid me in the hospital?" I turned sideways and asked.

Concubine Lin lowered her head, "Second brother said you drowned in the water. I thought I saw a ghost, so..."

"Where has Zhao Ting been detained for how long?" I asked tentatively.

"It's been about half a month since the night you left," Lin Guifei replied.

My brain is a little congested. After half a month of torture, Zhao Ting is lucky to be alive now.

Concubine Lin burst into tears after hearing this, "I want to see her, but I don't have the key or password. To be on the safe side, the chairman comes to see Miss Fifth in person every time. None of us can follow. Outsiders just think that

The fifth young lady is recuperating, who knows she will be suffering from this."

I sighed secretly, it turned out that Varo didn't know anything about Zhao Ting's situation. I thought he was so good to Zhao Ting, and after finding out the room password, he probably wanted to see her secretly.

"Concubine Lin, go and call Ji Ying." I ordered kindly.

Concubine Lin hesitated for a moment, "Are you still willing to believe her?"

"I am willing to believe you, let alone Ji Ying." I waved my hand.

Concubine Lin understood and turned around to leave the suite. But when I turned around again, I was shocked into a cold sweat by the terrifying scene in front of me.

I saw Zhao Ting eating non-stop. More than a dozen hamburgers, a roast goose, and more than 30 prawns. But this was not enough to fill her stomach. Zhao Ting was like a hamster hoarding food crazily. Constantly.

Put food in your mouth.

At this time, she was holding a leg of lamb in her mouth, and she was still stuffing it into her mouth hungrily.

I snatched the leg of lamb from Zhao Ting's mouth and said nervously, "Sister Ting, you can't eat any more."

When Zhao Ting saw me snatching her food, she was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the dragon fruit on the table, put it to her mouth and ate it.

I took away her food again. Zhao Ting stared at me, her eyes gradually changed from dull after the food was taken away, to pitiful, with tears in her eyes. "Can you bear to watch your sister starve to death?"

"If you keep doing this, you'll push yourself to death." I said, staring into her eyes.

But Zhao Ting remained unmoved. Tears dripped down her cheeks line by line like a flood that broke a bank. "Woo hoo..."

I looked at her in disbelief, and the big pearls rolled down my forehead one by one. Sister Ting, who is the best to me in the world, cried like this for a piece of fruit...

When Zhao Ting saw that I refused, she continued to grab the dragon fruit in my hand while sobbing, squirming like a little girl praying for candy.

At the last second, I let go. Zhao Ting took the dragon fruit, her tears stopped instantly, and she started to eat it happily.

Seeing her like this, I became cruel and stabbed her neck with my eyes closed. Zhao Ting was stunned, her eyelids rolled up and she fainted.

He carried her to the bed with some love and carefully wiped the tears on her face with a hot towel. He also applied medicine to the bruises on her body and put her into beautiful pajamas.

"Sister Ting, the goddess who saved me from the sea of ​​suffering, you must get better. Be as cold as before. Be as gorgeous as before." I gently stroked her cheek and kept talking to myself.

Maybe I was too gentle just now. Zhao Ting woke up within two minutes.

I was grabbing her hand and putting it on my face, looking at her stupidly. But when she woke up, she pulled her hand away and rushed towards the burger on the table.

I quickly hugged her from behind. "Sister Ting, you can't eat anymore. You'll stretch yourself to death."

Zhao Ting swayed left and right, struggling and begging for mercy, "Let me go, let me go. The child in my belly is hungry, and I want to eat."

This unusual scene happened to be caught by Concubine Lin Guifei and Ji Ying who were returning. The two looked at each other and were stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing there? Why don't you take away all the food?" I yelled at Concubine Lin.

The latter seemed to react suddenly and hurriedly threw the dishes on the table.

Ji Ying walked up to Zhao Ting blankly, "Miss Fifth, what are you doing?"

Zhao Ting just kept struggling, as if she had not heard Ji Ying's words.

Ji Ying took out a silver needle from her body and inserted a few needles into the back of Zhao Ting's neck. As the silver needle penetrated, Zhao Ting's struggling strength became weaker and weaker, and finally she gradually collapsed in my arms.

"What on earth is going on?" I asked in shock.

Ji Ying was obviously at a loss, "I'm not sure either. My treatment method for Miss Fifth is, to put it bluntly, an evil method that melts the fetus in the body to prolong one's life. As for the current situation, is it a side effect of the evil method?

?It’s unknown.”

I didn't pursue it. Under the circumstances at that time, it was a blessing to be able to save Zhao Ting's life. How could I blame Ji Ying hypocritically.

I carefully put down Zhao Ting again. "Ji Ying. Sister Ting always complains that the baby in her belly is still there. Is it possible that your medicine didn't work?"

Ji Ying frowned, her long hair stood up one by one, rolled up Zhao Ting's wrist, and after a long time she said slowly, "Don't think too much, the child has no heartbeat. Now.

Zhao Ting is crazy, you won’t go crazy too, right?”

I let out a long sigh and asked sadly, "How can I make Zhao Ting return to normal?"

Ji Ying shook her head, "Whether it's a side effect of the evil method or not, Zhao Ting's condition falls into the category of 'neuropsychiatry'. And I studied traditional Chinese medicine and internal medicine, so I'm not good at this kind of disease."

I rubbed my forehead and waved to Ji Ying, "Okay, you go back first. By the way, don't tell Zhao Li where I am staying."

Ji Ying did not leave after hearing this, but sat on the bed, lowered his head and fell into silence for a long time.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" I asked.

Ji Ying stood with long hair and gently played Zhao Ting's violin, making a ticking sound, "I didn't tell you that something happened to Zhao Ting. You won't be angry with me, right?"

I stroked Zhao Ting's hair gently, "I'm not that pretentious."

Ji Ying blinked her big moist eyes, looked at the ceiling above her head and said, "Are you still willing to keep me by your side? Just like in Crane City. No matter what danger we encounter, we will get through it together."

To be fair, Zhao Ting's situation is complicated, and it is a good thing to keep Ji Ying. But compared to Concubine Lin, Ji Ying is now a real confidant of Zhao Li, which makes me obviously have more concerns when making decisions.

Seeing my hesitation, Ji Ying explained anxiously, "Miss Fifth just saved her life. But the situation is still unstable. You will definitely need me if you keep me by your side."

I smiled kindly and nodded to her, telling her that she didn't need to explain. We also had a fateful relationship. In extraordinary times, I was willing to leave my fate and Zhao Ting's fate to her.

Ji Ying smiled with relief, "This may be the last time I will be willful."

I always felt that there was something wrong with Ji Ying's words, so I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Ying took out a photo from his arms. It was a wedding photo. Surprisingly, the owner of the photo turned out to be Ji Ying and Zhao Ting's third brother.

"I'm going to get married soon. Once I save the fifth lady, I will marry the third brother." Ji Ying said with a relieved smile.

After Ji Ying finished speaking, there was a long silence in the room. I just lowered my head. The loss in my heart made me dare not look at her at all.

When I was silent, Ji Ying rolled up her long hair and explained, "Every woman will get married one day. I am like this, and so is Cheng Yajing. Including people you know. Zhang Yuhui, Li Huanru, Ying Yun.

Lu Yufei, Lu Yuying... they will all get married. As for whether the person you marry is you? That depends on fate."

I am noncommittal. First of all, I admit that I am very carefree, but I am not that selfish. Although I have feelings for her, any woman who follows me will be in bad luck. I really didn’t believe it at first. But after Yuwei died, Zhao Ting had another accident, and this

It has to make people suspicious. If these people can all find a good destination, it will be a good ending.

Ji Ying smiled again, "Okay, let's not mention these unhappy things. You take care of Miss Fifth first, and Concubine Lin and I will stay outside the door. If you need anything, call me at any time."

I nodded my thanks, sent Ji Ying away, and grabbed Zhao Ting's hand again. No matter what happens now, I can't be distracted. Curing Zhao Ting is the only thing I have to do at the moment.

Pick up the phone and call Meng Qing'er again. This guy has extremely high attainments in psychology. Whether Zhao Ting can be restored to normal depends on whether this bastard is willing to help.

Two hours later, Meng Qing'er, who had arrived late, finally arrived at Ruizhou Hotel with small steps.

As usual, this guy always wears a weird outfit every time he appears. The upper body is a two-color spliced ​​vest. Half is blue and half is yellow. The pants are also the same style, one leg is blue and the other leg is

Yellow. Even the shoes on the feet are different colors.

When she walked into the house, she didn't ask about Zhao Ting's situation. Instead, she took out a bunch of taxi receipts and threw them into my hands, "Mr. Xiao Meng, we'll talk about other things later. Please pay the fare first."

I stared at her blankly, and after a while I tugged at her hair and pulled her to Zhao Ting. Then I pulled out a fruit knife and stabbed it in front of her, "Hurry up and take a look at me. If it can't be cured,

, I’ll cut out your tongue, a big liar, and soak it in wine.”

Meng Qing'er angrily smoothed her hair, "Rude. My hair is messed up."

I raised the knife in my hand fiercely at her. Meng Qing'er rolled her eyes, "This is the last time. I won't come even if I beat you to death next time."

After saying that, Meng Qing'er opened Zhao Ting's eyelids and checked her pupils. She whispered in Zhao Ting's ear for a long time. Zhao Ting, who had just fallen into a coma, suddenly began to whisper.

She spoke in such a low voice that Meng Qing'er had to press her mouth to hear her clearly. I watched blankly from the side. Meng Qing'er, a big liar, listened for a long time without making any move.

Just when I was scratching my head and ears in anxiety, Meng Qing'er suddenly straightened up. Because of her sudden movement, I was startled by her.

"Why are you so surprised?" I asked angrily.

Meng Qing'er was like an old man, stroking the non-existent beard on his chin and said, "In the humble opinion of this psychological counselor, Zhao Ting may not have a real illness, but a mental disorder caused by severe stimulation."
Chapter completed!