The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

The dormitory finally became quiet.

"Thank you."

Ye Ning leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes. At this moment, she had regained some strength, but fatigue was attacking her whole body.

Liang Zhixia's answer was a little harsh, "You helped me during the day."

"Well, it's even..."

Ye Ning smiled with a white face, so weak that it seemed like it would break if touched.

"Take some of this ginseng pill, Ye Ning."

After Shao Yurong came to her senses just now, she got out of bed and rummaged through her suitcase.

Putting a golden bottle in front of Ye Ning, she added, "The health care products produced by our company are absolutely genuine, and they were jointly reproduced by many well-known old Chinese doctors after five years. The ancient palace recipe that came out has applied for a confidential patent and is very effective in nourishing the body. Many leaders buy it for their families."

Ye Ning smiled and thanked her again, feeling like she heard an advertisement.

There's just one thing to say. With her current situation, I'm afraid it's not enough... and she can't bear it.

"All right."

Putting the gauze soaked with medicinal powder on Ye Ning's neck, Liang Zhixia packed a bunch of things back into the small medicine box and returned to her place.

Ye Ning looked in the mirror. The wound on her neck was completely covered in white, and both gauze and medical tape were just right. It was obviously a skilled operation...

She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and glanced at Liang Zhixia from the corner of her eye.

"correct."

Not sure if it was a coincidence or not, Liang Zhixia also looked at her and said, "The brown sugar on your table was brought by my senior sister. She went back to the dormitory after receiving a call from her mother."

Ye Ning nodded, "Okay."

Wait until tomorrow and buy some delicious food to give to that little round-faced senior.

Liang Zhixia picked up the pen again and wrote his signature.

Her desk is now filled with all kinds of papers and notebooks. Under the desk is a cardboard box, which is temporarily piled with various gifts given by fans just now, including postcards and hand-made commemorative diaries. , there are also snacks...all kinds.

But not a single valuable item.

Regarding this point, Ye Ning had seen it when checking her information on the Internet——

[If you really have money, please don’t waste it on me. I have the ability to support myself, but there are still many girls in poor areas who don’t even have access to a single sanitary product. If you love me, work with me to help them. 】

This is a passage on the cover of the homepage of a foundation that cares for poor girls.

The website was initiated by Liang Zhixia and established together with fans.

In the two years since its establishment, the amount raised has reached several hundred million, and the accounts are fully transparent and regularly disclosed. This is something that too many foundations cannot do and dare not do.

So, why is it not always in the top 1 of popularity?

If you are good enough, you deserve to be loved.

Ye Ning slowly climbed onto the bed, lay down and closed her eyes. She fell into a deep sleep almost instantly, but had an extremely strange dream.

In the dream, Liang Zhixia, who was wearing a beautiful princess dress, was lying motionless in a dark corner with injuries all over her body. Countless stones from around her were raining down on her.

And before she was about to be buried, her tearful face was full of despair...

*

Two in the morning.

He Ting, who had been busy for three days and three nights, finally walked out of the laboratory door, lit a cigarette and smoked it happily, with a smile on his lips.

Because all the component analysis has been completed.

He's in a pretty good mood.

There are a total of 160 eight ingredients, including 31 harmful, slightly harmful, and addictive ingredients!

But these ingredients are indeed useful for Ye Ning's situation.

In order to minimize the damage, he and Ye Yunzhou have found replacements for 29 of them with similar effects. In the end, although the remaining two are irreplaceable, they happen to be one of the topics he has studied.

For these two ingredients, he can double purify them to reduce side effects.

In less than a week at most, Ye Ning will have new medicine ready to use!

"I'm going, I'm really exhausted..."

Ye Yunzhou also stretched out and walked out, fanning himself in disgust at the smoke floating towards him, "You will die quickly if your lungs are black!"

He Ting raised his lips noncommittally, "Second-hand smoke kills people quickly."

After that, he spat directly in front of him.

Ye Yunzhou: "???"

He was choked to the point of coughing, and continued to slap her hard and made a 'cut' sound, "No one can save her if she dies."

"That's right, it must be used to its full potential."

He Ting's expression suddenly became serious and he nodded seriously.

Ye Yunzhou's nose was almost twisted with anger, "Hey! Ting! You just forget your friends because of sex! If I help you again, I will be a dog!"

"Then you've been a dog a lot."

He Ting finished his cigarette slowly and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can with a playful look in his eyes.

Ye Yunzhou: "..."

He doesn’t want such brothers and dogs, he wants them!

At this time, He Ting smiled and patted his shoulder, "Let's go."

"where are you going?"

Ye Yunzhou couldn't help but follow his back and turned around. If he returned to He's house... Grandma He couldn't help but try her best to promote Su Han?

He Ting didn't look back, he just laughed and said, "Go home and sleep."

Then he drove away.

The He family was still brightly lit. Mrs. He was sitting on the sofa wearing soft and shiny silk pajamas, holding a small cup of bird's nest in her hand and stirring it slowly with a silver spoon.

"Master He is back!"

As soon as the servant saw the door open, he immediately smiled and shouted to let Mrs. He inside know.

Mrs. He also stood up and looked over with loving eyes.

"grandmother."

He Ting stayed up all night, his hair was slightly messy, and his eyeballs were filled with red bloodshot eyes. After walking to the sofa, he lay down casually and closed his eyes, with his two long legs overlapping each other like a bridge.

"Ouch, why are you so tired?"

Mrs. He was heartbroken when she saw this. Even if she had the filial piety to prepare a birthday surprise for her, there was no need to let herself be so exhausted!

He Ting smiled and raised his eyelids again, "I'm not tired."

"Quick, eat the bird's nest! Replenish your energy!"

Mrs. He gave him the small cup just now, "The temperature is just right."

The servant smiled and said, "Young Master He, this is stewed by the old lady herself. Since you haven't come back these days, she always asks me to prepare the soaked hair so that you can eat it when you come back."

"Thank you grandma."

He Ting was about to refuse, but he still took it.

While Old Mrs. He was a little bit annoyed at the servant, "What are you talking about when you have nothing to do", she couldn't help but curled up her mouth and watched her grandson eat the bird's nest with cherished eyes.

"Grandma's craftsmanship is still great."

After eating, He Ting did not forget to give the highest praise.

Therefore, Mrs. He's smile couldn't help but become brighter, and she took advantage of this energy and said, "Xiao Ting, can you go do something for grandma in two days?"