The monthly maintenance fee Mr. Long gives her and the money he rewards her from time to time are more than many people can earn in their lifetime.

Thinking like this, Ning Siqi felt superior again.

Even if she is just Mr. Long�s kept mistress, not everyone can be kept by Mr. Long, right?

The substitute was really envious.

Looking at Ning Siqi's back going upstairs, she murmured enviously: "When will I be able to live a life where I can spend money as I please?"

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It gets dark early in winter, but it�s only around 1:00 in the evening when thousands of houses are already lit up.

In a high-end ward in the inpatient department of Jiangcheng Central Hospital, Fang Yao opened the several insulated lunch boxes he had just brought over one by one, took out all the food in the insulated lunch boxes, and placed them one by one on the coffee table in the small hall. .

Then, he walked into the ward and said to Feng Qing, who was lying down, "Miss, you can eat now."

"Dinner? It's so fast. It feels like we just had lunch not long ago."

Feng Qing sat up, feeling her head was still a little dizzy, so she lay down on the bed again.

Fang Yao immediately stepped forward, helped her considerately, and said: "Don't get up too quickly, you will get dizzy easily. I don't even know what kind of medicine the master gave me. You have slept for so long, and you still get dizzy. It's easy." Falling into slumber."

I can't even imagine how long she would have been asleep if she had finished drinking that glass of water.

"It's much better now, but I feel anxious when I get up, and I still feel dizzy. Hasn't the doctor found out yet?"

"No results yet."

Fang Yao said comfortingly: "It will always be checked out. Give them some time, and fortunately, they have recovered a lot. In short, remember not to eat any food they send, even the fruits they bought, you should not eat it. "

None of the Feng family can believe it.

"I will buy the food and cook the dinner myself. Everything you like will be cooked."

Fang Yao helped Feng Qing out of bed and helped her out.

"Eat it quickly while it's hot. It won't taste good after a while when it cools down."

Feng Qing laughed self-deprecatingly: "I feel like a seriously ill person now. I need your support to walk."

"You can let me hold you."

It's not that Feng Qing can't walk.

Fang Yao was afraid that she would be dizzy when she got up, so he supported her securely. JrNovels.com