Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 285 Let's Divorce!
Meng Yinyin looked at the triumphant Xia Ningxi and nodded, "Hello, Doctor Xia."

"Hello."

Xia Ning Xi pushed the bangs on his forehead, and looked at Meng Yinyin with disdain.

In her opinion, Meng Yinyin is just a lazy young lady, nothing to be afraid of. Song Tingyue is hers, and no one can take it away.

Mother Song looked at Xia Ningxi, then at Meng Yinyin, and said in surprise, "Oh, you two really look alike, people who don't know think you are sisters."

Meng Yinyin smiled wryly, but said nothing.

At this time, the door of the ICU opened, and Song's mother and Song's father went in to see Song Tingyue together.

Meng Yinyin also wanted to go in, but Xia Ningxi blocked her way, and then closed the door of the ICU.

"You can't go in!"

Meng Yinyin was annoyed by Xia Ningxi's provocation.

She asked angrily, "Aren't you afraid that I will sue you?"

"Complaint?" Xia Ningxi smiled contemptuously: "Do you think I will care about you to complain? At worst, I will go back to the United States, and I will not lose anything, but if I leave, no one can heal Ting Yue's illness. "

Meng Yinyin said: "I will ask your mentor to treat Tingyue."

"My mentor? Are you sure?" Xia Ningxi curled her lips: "Unfortunately, my mentor passed away last week. I just came back after attending his funeral."

"..."

Meng Yinyin didn't believe Xia Ningxi's words, so she quickly took out her phone to search.

Sure enough, her mentor did die last week.

Meng Yinyin was dumbfounded, and looked at Xia Ningxi at a loss.

"You have only two choices now, either never see Ting Yue again, or watch Ting Yue's condition worsen."

Before Meng Yinyin could speak, Xia Ningxi added another sentence: "Tingyue has stopped taking the medicine for 20 days. If he doesn't get effective treatment, I'm afraid..."

Meng Yinyin didn't want to hear unlucky words, so she interrupted Xia Ningxi: "As long as you can cure Tingyue, I don't have to see him."

"I didn't expect you to have such affection for Ting Yue." Xia Ningxi sneered: "Unfortunately, to Ting Yue, you are just my substitute."

Meng Yinyin felt very uncomfortable, and tried to bear the tiredness: "Doctor Xia, let me take a look at Ting Yue, and I'll leave right away."

"No, you can leave now and ask Ting Yue for a divorce tomorrow!" Xia Ningxi had a tough attitude.

Meng Yinyin glanced at the closed door of the ICU, bit her lower lip: "Okay, I'll go."

She wiped away the tears from her eyes, turned and left.

Xia Ningxi kept watching Meng Yinyin enter the elevator before opening the door of the ICU and entering.

Song Tingyue has regained consciousness, but his limbs cannot move yet.

He looked around the ward, but couldn't find anyone he wanted to see, and asked in a low voice, "Where's Yinyin? Is she here?"

"I'm coming."

Mother Song turned her head and didn't see Meng Yinyin. She ran to open the door, but there was no one outside.

"Yinyin was still here just now, why is no one there?"

Mother Song frowned, took out her mobile phone, and called Meng Yinyin.

"Yinyin, where have you been? Ting Yue has woken up, come quickly...ah? You went back? You don't want to see Ting Yue anymore?"

Song's mother put down her phone and said to Song Tingyue, "Yinyin said she has something to do, so she's going back first."

Hearing this, Song Ting closed his eyes in pain.

Xia Ningxi stood by and didn't speak from the beginning to the end.

She saw Song Tingyue's pain in her eyes, and felt depressed for a while.

Early the next morning, Meng Yinyin sent a message to Song Tingyue. There were no extra words, and the words were concise and to the point: [Let's get a divorce! 】

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