How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

The car stopped steadily at Wang Heng's rental... It was no longer a rental. The entire house had been bought by Wen Ling, and he no longer needed to pay rent.

"Okay, although we didn't have a great time today, we are still in the running-in period. Let's come out to play next time!"

Wang Heng got out of the car, patted the front cover of the car, waved and walked upstairs.

He asked for leave today and mentioned it to Wen Ling and Fangyuan.

He said he was going out to play with other friends.

Fangyuan and Wen Ling are not Wang Heng's guardians, they are just taking care of him.

They also know that Wang Heng's condition should not be too stressful. They still encourage Wang Heng to go out to play. If he goes out to play and takes some photos for them, they will be more excited.

But how could Wang Heng take a photo? Was it the morgue of the Sacred Heart Hospital, the fat man who was beaten badly by him, or the glass cover of the TV that was blown away by his punch?

Forget it......

The key is inserted into the keyhole, twisted, and very smooth.

When we rented in the past, the lock cylinder was always not very sensitive. When the owner of the house changed, Wen Ling had the lock repaired as soon as possible.

The appearance of the lock has changed greatly, but the key to unlock it does not need to change.

When the lock was being repaired, Wang Heng was in school. Wen Ling was afraid that Wang Heng would not be able to open the door when he returned home, so she just repaired the lock, which cost more than replacing the lock.

"Click."

Open the door and go upstairs.

Ding Lingling did not come to greet Wang Heng, which surprised him.

Is this a new love?

of course not.

Ding Lingling was beaten.

"giegie! Someone hit me!"

"What, such a thing happened in broad daylight. Whoever hit him, I want to praise him for a job well done!"

Wang Heng joked when he saw that although Ding Lingling's eyes were filled with grievances, there were no obvious scars on her body.

"Ah? Ah——"

Ding Lingling was stunned for a moment, then lay in Wang Heng's arms and twisted around like a baby, shouting "oh oh oh oh" non-stop. After she had almost wiped away her tears and nose, she raised her head from Wang Heng's arms.

Wang Heng took off his coat in disgust, and Ding Lingling laughed and helped Wang Heng hang the coat on the hanger in front of the door.

At this time, Ding Lingling's mother walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of pork rib soup in her hand.

"Master, please leave this girl alone!"

This sentence about the young master is quite dramatic, but Wang Heng is not too repulsive, because the young master always feels like a domineering president, and Wang Heng's vanity is greatly satisfied.

Ding Zhen came out from the Wen family and worked under Wen Ling and Fangyuan. Ding Zhen used to be called Miss Wen Ling, but now he is called Madam. Wang Heng is Wen Ling's nephew, but he is very kind, so Ding Zhen's family calls him Master Wang Heng. , no problem.

But Ding Lingling didn't need to be called that. Ding Lingling didn't sign the labor contract, and Fangyuan and Wen Ling also liked her very much.

"She was just doing her homework, so I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, but she turned on the TV and watched cartoons, and turned the volume down to the lowest level, for fear that I would hear her!"

Ding Lingling sat aside and did not dare to speak. He curled his lips to express that although he was wrong, he was still aggrieved.

Wang Heng laughed heartily, laughing so hard that he felt no psychological pressure.

"You are so stupid! How could you be discovered? Brother, tell you, when mom is cooking, you lock the kitchen door first. When she asks you why the kitchen door is locked, you Just say that you are doing it because you are afraid that the smell will spread to the kitchen and make the dishes smell bad!"

"what?"

Ding Lingling opened her eyes wide. Wang Heng's teachings opened a door to happiness for her.

But Wang Heng's voice was a little loud, and Ding Lingling's mother had already turned around and walked towards the kitchen, but then she paused again.

Upon seeing this, Wang Heng immediately added:

"Brother, you are just joking. Your mother has the key to the kitchen. Even if you lock the door, you can't lock your mother!"

After hearing this, Ding Lingling's mother walked to the kitchen without changing her rhythm to serve dishes and rice.

"How does mom have the key to the kitchen?"

Ding Lingling tilted her little head, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. When Wang Heng said this, she was already thinking about the feasibility...

"clatter!"

Wang Heng flicked Ding Lingling's little head, "Don't think that there are so many things that are not available. I really locked your mother in the kitchen. It will be weird when she comes out and doesn't smash your ass!"

"Oh~"

The little girl's eyes were erratic. Wang Heng was really worried about her mother...

Wen Ling did not return to her residence today. The company has just started and is surrounded by enemies. She cannot rely on one threat for the rest of her life. Of course, she must make plans in advance.

I heard that the company has plans to develop the toy industry and the hotel industry recently. Wang Heng plans to get some interesting gadgets from the Superpower Bureau. High-tech toys are what every child doesn't like.

However, although Wen Ling didn't come back here, every time she didn't come back, she would send a message to Wang Heng, telling him to tell Ding Lingling's mother if he had anything to do, and if he wanted to go to the hospital, just call Fangyuan, and Fangyuan could arrange for him to be in the hospital. Take a few days to recuperate your body and change your mood.

"What a nonsense!"

If it weren't for the fact that there was an elm tree and a beautiful and sexy nurse sister left in the hospital, Wang Heng would not have planned to go back.

"By the way, Master, some of your express items have arrived today, and I have placed them in your room."

Ding Lingling's mother put bowls of vegetables on the table and mentioned the express delivery to Wang Heng.

"Okay, thank you Aunt Ding!"

The three of them had dinner around the table. Ding Lingling's mother didn't need to wait for Wang Heng to finish eating. If there was no need, Wang Heng would not allow it.

Taking care of Wang Heng's life can be a job, but for Ding Lingling to see her mother standing next to Wang Heng and serving him, it will easily pollute her young mind. In fact, when Fangyuan and Wen Ling were there, everyone ate together.

"giegie this is delicious!"

Ding Lingling gave Wang Heng a piece of braised pork. After a few days of getting along, Ding Lingling and Wang Heng discovered that each other was a meat-eater with an unstoppable passion for meat, so the two often gave each other a piece of braised pork that they thought was delicious. of meat.

If the other person also likes it, Ding Lingling will be happy because the two of them have the same preference.

If she didn't like it, Ding Lingling would pucker her mouth and eat the meat. She would look at her fat little face and feel aggrieved. Wang Heng would pinch her little fleshy face. The table is filled with harmony.

"Thank you Lingling!"

Wang Heng smiled and ate the braised pork in the bowl, and then gave the little girl a piece of green vegetables, "Eating more vegetables is good for your health!"

So the little girl pouted and ate reluctantly. How could she do this? A piece of meat was replaced by a piece of green vegetables...

The magpie is on the table, but it is not the one with its hair plucked and stewed. There is a dinner plate with its cartoon pattern in front of it. There are some fruits, some whole grains, and a little meat. No matter how much it eats, it cannot digest it. .

Ding Lingling often puts green vegetables into the magpie's bowl when her mother is not paying attention, and asks her friends to help her eat. Sometimes her mother notices, but sometimes she doesn't.