The president is committing suicide

"Does everything you said count?" President Jin agreed to her request. In exchange, Ding Jiaying would have to testify in the future.

"You have met Shen Cong. He said that he accepts what I say and it counts." Ding Jiaying stepped forward and asked, "Who should we send to get the medicine and give it to Doctor Hao now?"

"It depends on who Mrs. Shen gives the opportunity now."

"Mr. Jin's men will naturally obey Mr. Jin's orders. I'm just a witness."

"Well, please wait outside the door."

Ding Jiaying went out and the two went in.

There was a hint of heat in the infirmary. Mr. Liu and Dr. Hao were old acquaintances. Ding Jiaying watched as Dr. Hao gave him a handover form.

After Mr. Liu left, she and Dr. Hao were the only ones left in the office.

Doctor Hao sighed and said, "What benefits did you give them to make them want to spit out the meat they ate?"

"Nothing much, I just tried to persuade him with reason and emotion. Maybe he felt guilty."

"No matter how you did it, thank you very much. Although there isn't much, the basic antibiotics are enough for now, and there are even some painkillers that should make people feel better."

This old fox really didn't take out that much.

"As long as it works."

"I hope we can get in touch with the outside world as soon as possible and send some supplies in. Although Mr. Han's wrist fracture doesn't look serious, it would be best to send him to the hospital as soon as possible."

"Doctors are kind-hearted. Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Hao."

"It should be."

It was getting late. After Ding Jiaying said goodbye to Dr. Hao, she saw Shen Cong walking towards her in a hurry.

She thought he was going to scold her.

He just looked her up and down carefully: "Are you okay?"

She shook her head: "It's okay."

Shen Cong didn't ask any questions and took her hand and went back.

Ding Jiaying grabbed him and said, "Doctor Hao just said that there is medicine. Go get some from him and get better faster. If you can't get an IV drip, it's not impossible now..."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Cong snatched them away: "Is this why you went to find him?"

"What do you mean it's because of this? Isn't this important?"

"I don't need you to worry about it. I'll take care of it."

"It's not just you. So many people are injured here. It doesn't matter if you're hungry, but you can't delay after getting injured. There are also some elderly people with chronic diseases. Their own medicines are probably running out. The problems will only increase. How are you going to solve them? You're not a god."

"But I don't want you to stoop to find him."

What Shen Cong cared about was not the suffering, but that he couldn't bear to see her suffer any injustice.

Ding Jiaying didn't care: "My family is not a scholarly family, and we don't have any proud heritage. When there is a problem, we think about how to solve it. The one who made him take out the things doesn't necessarily feel wronged or coerced."

It seemed like Shen Cong had seen Ding Jiaying like this for the first time. She made decisions decisively and her actions seemed rash but steady.

She was not afraid or fearful, and even her eyes were fierce.

“What if it can’t be solved and he disagrees?”

"If he doesn't agree, then he doesn't agree. That means my conditions or my conditions are not strong enough. Then I'll come back to discuss a plan with you. Be a little tougher and give him better conditions or give him a heavy blow. Either candy or a stick, there's always one way to make him agree."

"A bit rude."

"As long as it works."

Shen Cong felt that Ding Jiaying was tense most of the time, occasionally calm, and always kind, and she was relaxed in unexpected places.

"Boss Jin has pledged his loyalty and will probably ask to meet the second Miss Huaxin."

Ding Jiaying tilted her head: "You can do it, right?"

"Of course, I just don't think it's necessary."

Jin Bingtao is a short-sighted and ruthless person, but he also has a big mouth that can talk a lot and is very inflammatory.

He was able to spit out some things only to leave himself a way out, not out of kindness.

It would be extremely inappropriate to recommend such a person to that lady.

When interacting with superiors, you have to demonstrate your own value every time, and the emotional value of connections is higher than the value of money. After all, in this circle, money is just an entry ticket.

But Ding Jiaying looked at him like this.

She threw him the challenge, so of course he had to catch it firmly.

"I'll arrange it, don't worry."

"Well, now let's worry about our own problems."

Without further ado, Ding Jiaying took Shen Cong back to the infirmary to see Dr. Hao.

After taking some medicine, the two patients finally had a good night's sleep.

The next day, before dawn, Ding Jiaying woke up and looked at the familiar snow light outside, but the familiar warmth was no longer around her.

This guy is really risking his life.

After waking up in shock, she stood on the balcony and looked in the direction where the sound disappeared.

Or did you follow him?

Where will they go today and will they bring back good news? After all, it didn't snow or rain this morning.

For no reason, Ding Jiaying felt a little sad. Has this guy ever considered my feelings? If he really can't come back, I will be a widow.

"Bah, bah, bah, who wants to be a widow for him? There are so many good boys in the world."

A voice suddenly came out: "What did you say?"

When Ding Jiaying turned around, she saw the guy who was being complained about appeared behind her. She hoped that he didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing, why didn't you go with us?"

"I do think that someone disagreed and told the captain. Was it you?"

"That shouldn't be me. I wouldn't be so blind to the overall situation."

Shen Cong quietly appreciated her sophistry and felt a little sweet in his heart.

"Why are you grinning like an idiot? Are you having a fever and your brain is broken?"

Ding Jiaying recalled that the two of them were still in a cold war. Even though they were in the same trench, there was still an emotional gap that could not be crossed.

She was sometimes cold and sometimes hot. It would be a lie for Shen Cong to say that he didn't care, but as long as she was still willing to talk to him, he was willing to stay there.

As expected, Jin Bingtao sent someone to invite Shen Cong over to discuss things before the afternoon.

They looked at each other, and what was coming was bound to come.

The old fox has waited until now, probably because he took some time to verify the accuracy of the news.

He did not go to see that lady rashly. He probably believed what Ding Jiaying said. He would have to save face in front of Huaxin when he went out soon.

After all, what they have done these days cannot be said to be aboveboard, and can even be considered as adding insult to injury.

"are you going?"

"Of course."

"Will you help him arrange a meeting?"

"Probably not, but I can still relay the message."

"How to say?"

"She will make her own judgment on what needs to be said."

"You think highly of her."

"She is indeed a clever girl."

"Look at Han Jingke, he doesn't look very smart."

"Don't you fancy me too?"

"That's true. Go away."

"Be back in a moment."